All language subtitles for Pretty.Little.Liars.Original.Sin.S01E03.1080p.WEB.H264-CAKES-HI

(theme music playing)

♪ Got a secret,
can you keep it ♪

♪ Swear this one
you'll save ♪

♪ Better lock it
in your pocket ♪

♪ Taking this one
to the grave ♪

♪ If I show you
then I know you ♪

♪ Won't tell what I said ♪

♪ Cause two can
keep a secret ♪

♪ If one of them is dead ♪

♪ 'Cause two can
keep a secret ♪

♪ 'Cause two
can keep a secret ♪

♪ 'Cause two can
keep a secret ♪

♪ If one of them is dead ♪

(distorted music playing)

Imogen, we have to go.

We have to go.

Imogen!

(students screaming)

(crying)
No, no, no, no, no!

- That did not just happen.
- I've never even seen a dead body before,

- except online.
- The sound, it wasn't like in the movies.

- Her bones...
- Imogen, what the hell happened?

- What did you see?
- I don't know, um...

- I saw Karen up in the rafters.
- So did we.

- She had, had a bucket.
- Like in "Carrie"?

And there was someone
else... up there with her,

a man in a mask.

He, he pushed her.

A mask like from
"The Texas Chainsaw Massacre"?

- I've seen that dude.
- Faran: Same.

The text we all got...
from A.

One bully down.

Karen. It has to be.

She didn't fall.

She was murdered.

♪ ♪

Oh, thank god.
I was texting you.

The hospital called.
They need me to come in.

What happened? Some
kids got hurt? How many?

(door opens, shuts)

(TV playing)

(phone buzzing)

- Elodie: Oh my god.
- Oh my god what?

What happened at school?

We left early for pizza.

Why? What happened?

A student died.
Shirley, put on the news.

Oh my god.

And it was definitely
Karen that died,

the same girl that got you in
trouble over those posters?

Yeah.

- It was her.
- What was she doing up there?

Everyone's saying she...
did it on purpose.

Or maybe she...
fell by accident.

Poor girl,

and her family.

Kelly, what was your
sister doing up there?

I already told you.
I don't know.

You don't know? You two don't change
socks without consulting each other.

Maybe...

Maybe she killed herself.

- (Martha gasps)
- Sheriff Beasley: What?

Why would you say that?

Did something happen?

(Martha screams, cries)

♪ ♪

She asked me to help her
and I... ignored her.

We all ignored her.

What Angela did wasn't
your fault, Sidney.

She was a messed-up girl.

Everyone just... left.

- No one even checked to see if she was okay.
- She wasn't okay.

And what were we supposed to do?

- Shouldn't we call an ambulance at least?
- Davie: No.

There's nothing any of us
can do for Angela now.

And this...
this isn't on us.

There were hundreds
of people there,

probably someone
already made the call.

- They'll find Angela.
- And then what, Corey?

Davie?

And then what happens?

♪ ♪

♪ Somethin' in the air ♪

Imogen: Maybe we
should tell Karen's dad.

The Sheriff? No.

I'm with Noa.

The text from A was a warning

to keep our mouths shut.

Whatever the fuck A is.

The guy in the mask

that Imogen saw.

That we've all seen.

You guys... what if
Karen didn't frame us?

Tabby:
What do you mean?

I mean, we assumed

Karen put the razor blades
in her shoes,

the rat in her bag,

but... what if she didn't?

What if A put the razor blades
in the shoes

knowing we'd get back at Karen?

So, A has been messing
with us from the beginning?

No... No.

Karen was a bully,

just like the text from A said.

Imogen, you saw her up
in the rafters with a bucket,

and when Sheriff Beasley
and the cops find it up there,

they'll assume that...

Karen was planning
to pull a "Carrie" on you,

and she fell.

That it was an-an accident.

That's fine for them,
but I know...

Karen was pushed...
by A.

Then that's even more reason

- to keep the fuck quiet.
- Yep.

If we do what A asks,
maybe it'll all be okay.

♪ This is what
you made me do ♪

Let's hope... and we'll see
what happens at school.

♪ This is what
you made me do ♪

- Night.
- Bye.

Can I... sleep
in here tonight?

Course.

Tabby... you asked me
before if my mom left a note.

Yeah?

She didn't.

But she wrote the letter A

in her own blood
on the bathroom wall.

Oh my god.

Then, a red A
was on our posters.

Then A pushed Karen, and
is sending us text messages.

The flyer my mom got
the night she died

did A send that
to her as a message

to, like, push her over
the edge or something,

or... maybe
he killed her, or

was it?

What? What is it?

Imogen:
Oh my god.

Karen brought
the flyer in with her.

I'm confused. So, it
was Karen or it was A?

Either? Both?

I'm not sure.

But I need to find out
what this Y2K party was.

How these things are connected...

A, my mom, Karen...
If they are.

♪ ♪

Principal Clanton:
Students, teachers... staff.

Karen Beasley was

a beloved member of
Millwood High's community.

A daughter... a sister

a friend.

To help us grieve and work
through this tragedy,

we've brought in a counselor
for the next two weeks.

Karen will live on
in these hallowed halls.

She was an exemplary
Millwood High student...

♪ ♪

the epitome of school spirit.

♪ ♪

investigation, whatever
support they need.

The Sheriff will be working out
of my office until further notice.

(retches)

(crying)

Kelly?

I-I didn't think you
would be at school today.

Yeah, well

my mom wanted to be alone,

and I didn't want
to be at home, so.

I...

I know how little the words
"I'm sorry" can mean

at a time like this, but...

I'm sorry.

You're right.

Those words don't mean
anything coming from you.

Kelly, can I show you something?

(sighs)

Karen... came over the
night that my mom died.

I was wondering if
you knew anything...

Why would I know anything
about a stupid flyer?

I'm, I'm sorry. I... I'm just, I'm
trying to figure out why my mom...

This isn't about you.

Are you out
of your mind, Imogen?

Imogen:
Guys...

I just talked to Kelly.

Oh my god, she's at school?

Which shows you how
deranged that family is.

Like, take the day.

- Imogen, you don't look so good.
- I feel sick.

Deep breaths. You
need to relax. We all do.

That's our plan?
We relax?

We don't say anything to anyone.

- Like we agreed. That's our plan.
- Tabby: Mm.

Woman: (on PA) Would
Imogen Adams, Tabitha Hayworth,

Faran Bryant, Noa Olivar,
and Minnie Honrada

report to the principal's
office, please.

Sheriff Beasley: You work at the
movie theater, don't you, Ms. Hayworth?

Yes, but the thing is...

We didn't... film what
happened to your daughter.

In fact, I stopped it.

You should be talking
to Tyler March and.

He filmed it.

We spoke to Mr. March and.

He claims you stole his phone,
Ms. Adams, is that accurate?

I mean...

- I took it away from him.
- And then one of you,

or both of you, or all of you

then took that footage and

made some kind
of fake campaign video

to humiliate
my daughter, correct?

We...

We only did it because
Karen bullied us first.

- We were trying to get her to stop.
- But we're sorry.

We all are so, so sorry.

But you did invite
your classmates

to a screening
of a video you edited

that's been described
to us as debasing

sick... humiliating.

So

Which one of you
has that video now?

Ms. Hayworth

given your interests,
I'm assuming you made it.

Not to speak ill...
of the dead, Sheriff,

but your daughter was a bully.

What do you think she was doing
up in the rafters with a bucket?

She was going to dump
something on Imogen.

There was no bucket
in the rafters,

or anywhere in the gym.

No, I saw Karen with my
own eyes. She had a bucket.

Sheriff Beasley: Then you were
the only person who saw that.

And we've spoken
to many students,

and none of them
mentioned a bucket.

But they all talked

about the video
the five of you screened,

with forethought, with malice,

that so distressed my daughter
that she took her own life!

- To me, that makes you murderers.
- Okay, we're done.

We aren't saying
another word without

our lawyers present

or... at least our parents.

Principal Clanton: That's
certainly your prerogative.

And rest assured, we
will be bringing this matter

to our disciplinary committee
for hearing and judgment.

Sheriff Beasley:
By the way

you should lawyer up.

Because I am going to do
everything in my power

to open a criminal
investigation against you five.

♪ ♪

Dad!

You called Mom?

Of course, he called me.

You know who didn't call me?
You.

Because you are
too busy to give a shit.

- Faran.
- And yet, I'm here.

Razor blades in some
girl's shoes?

- That's assault.
- It would be

if I'd done it.

- But I didn't.
- Can you prove that?

Sit down, Misty Copeland,

and tell me everything that
happened, so I can fix this.

Elodie:
I want everything.

Your phone, your
laptops, your tablets,

every single electronic device
you have in this room,

including your secret stash.

- Fine, I'll do it myself.
- Shirley: Dee.

Marjorie:
Why, Noa?

Why would you get involved
in something like this?

Unlike those other girls,
you are on probation.

That means jail next time.

And where is your ankle monitor?

Uh, Sheriff Beasley
hasn't put it back on.

Probably he'll be putting
it back on for life now.

Sidney:
Who are you?

Because the daughter
that I raised

would never do
something like this.

Imogen's mother
just killed herself.

What's your excuse?

We...

- We didn't think...
- Clearly not.

No more working
in that movie theater.

No more making
your little movies,

no more watching
movies in your room

in the middle of the night.
That is over.

Sheriff Beasley
asked me about, uh,

the campaign video
that you edited.

- Do you still have it?
- No, I deleted it off my laptop.

Good.

Was that the only copy?

- Yes.
- (scoffs)

Thank god.

Because that would've
been hard evidence

against you, specifically.

That's Tyler's cell phone.

It has the original
video of Karen.

Thought you should have it.

♪ ♪

- (dishes clinking)
- (water running)

(school bell rings)

♪ Got the blood
on your hands ♪

- Have you guys seen this?
- Way ahead of you, Honrada.

"Let's hope
the disciplinary committee

"makes the right decision
and demands these bullies'

immediate expulsion."

We are so dead.

♪ A dirty little secret ♪

♪ I've got a dirty
little secret ♪

Well, one thing's for sure.

None of us is going to win
Mother of the Year.

(Marjorie laughs)

You know things are dire

when the great Corey Bryant

deigns to grace us
with her presence.

(chuckles)
Love you too, Marge.

It feels wrong.

Doing this in Davie's house.

It's ghoulish.

I'm supposed to be
selling it later this month,

and since no one else
was volunteering to host...

Can't be a coincidence.

That it's all our daughters?

Millwood's a small town.
Millwood High's a small school.

It could very well
be coincidence, Dee.

Either way, it's our daughters

we need to be worried
about right now.

Strong agree.
We gotta get them

through this disciplinary
committee meeting.

Sidney:
About that.

Our daughters shouldn't be

the only ones in the crosshairs.

That boy should also
be held accountable.

I have the phone
with the original video.

It won't get our girls
off the hook,

but it might...
mitigate what they did.

That's smart.
Cast a wider net.

Who do we go to?

The Sheriff or the principal?

Both.

I'll take point but, Sid,

if you have all
the back story on the video,

you should come, too.

Mrs. Murray, can I borrow
a copy of the yearbook?

Class of 2000.

Why?

That's the year my mom graduated

and I'm just... kind of
missing her right now.

I'll bring it to you.

Madame Giry:
To be blunt about it,

the other dancers don't
feel comfortable around you.

- Have they ever?
- Please, Faran.

I'm sorry, but you no longer
have a place in my class.

Gather your belongings
and excuse yourself.

(light music playing)

Y2K Survivors Club.

(eerie music playing)

(softly) Y2K Survivors
Club. Y2K Survivors Club.

Y2K Survivors Club.

("Mind" by Maison Ware playing)

"Body of Minor Found
in Old Harbor Warehouses."

(gasps)
Mrs. Murray?

Is it... possible
to print off this thing?

Um, sorry you had to see
that after your loss.

But what that video
says to me is that

this boy was clearly horribly
exploiting your daughter.

It all started with him.

The boy named
Tyler March and, I think.

Your daughter

took that video, edited it,

and screened it
at a movie theater

in a premeditated
attack on my daughter...

You interrogated our
daughters without us present.

Borderline harassed them,
both of you.

You shouldn't even be in charge
of this investigation, Tom.

We're, we're working with
outside law enforcement as well.

Where?

I don't see anyone.

If you're lying, we'll sue.

We'll sue you and your daughters

- right back, Mrs. Bryant.
- Sidney: Gentlemen, please.

Can't we just...
talk about this civilly?

(sighs)

Your daughters...
killed my daughter.

And we have nothing
to talk about.

Shawn: You shouldn't
be in here, Noa.

And I'm late for practice.

You've blown off all my texts,

- so, let's just do this.
- Fine. You lied to me.

What?

I have never lied to you, Shawn.

You didn't tell me
about that screening

'cause you knew it was wrong.

It was a lie by omission.

Makes me wonder what else
you're lying about.

What else you aren't telling me.

What the fuck does that mean?

I heard you're using again.

That your test
came back positive.

That's false.

I'm not using,

but thanks for giving me
the benefit of the doubt.

(solemn music playing)

(crying)

Tabby:
Well, did you get it?

Chip:
I-I don't have the flash drive.

Crap.
Seriously, Chip?

I left it in the projection
booth that night.

I went back to look for it,
but it was gone.

Are you sure? Like,
100% positive it's not there?

Like... 99%.

Oh my god.

(bus engine idling)

(tense, ominous music playing)

♪ Who told you? ♪

♪ Who told you what I did? ♪

♪ I did it all for you ♪

♪ Those secrets I kept safe ♪

♪ Safe ♪

♪ Who warned you? ♪

♪ Who warned you
of the plans I made? ♪

- (door slams)
- (gasps)

♪ ♪

(metallic screeching)

(door opens)

(breathing heavily)

(mouse squeaking)

(footsteps)

(gasps)

(footsteps)

♪ ♪

(dog barking)

Person (shouting):
Joe, get! Get over here!

(dog barking)

(door opens)

♪ ♪

Imogen Adams had the phone
and the grudge to propose the idea.

Tabitha Hayworth,

she cut and screened
that disgusting video

at her place of employment.

You, and the other two...
you went along with it.

Someone needs to answer
for my daughter's death.

You understand that, right?

But I want it to be
the right people.

And to me

that's Adams and Hayworth.

So, help me get them,

and you, and Honrada,
and Bryant... walk.

You're afraid Imogen
and Tabby will get off.

No, I just want them punished

to the fullest
extent of the law.

Tell the truth in front of
the disciplinary committee

that Adams and Hayworth
intended to do harm to my daughter,

that that was their
specific intent.

Get Honrada and Bryant
to back you up,

and that's gonna happen.

And remember,
you've got a lot more to lose.

Hey! Did you find what
you were lookin' for?

Wes, Chip says he left a-a
flash drive in the projection booth.

The one with the video you made.

Couple of deputies
came by earlier today.

If they get a hold of it,
that flash drive

would be pretty damning
evidence against you.

Don't worry...

- I found it before they could.
- (sighs) Thank god.

Uh, can I have it?

Oh, it's not here.
It's at home.

If you want, you can come
over tonight and grab it.

(phone buzzing)

I... I gotta go.

We don't even know what kind of
repercussions we're dealing with yet.

She's outta dance class.

Personally, I'd rather pull
my daughter out of school

than see her expelled.

Excuse me?
Pull me out to do what?

There's more opportunities

for a girl like you
in Pittsburgh.

And now that I'm making
real money at my firm,

you can go to a better school,

enroll in a professional
ballet academy.

Dad and I are a team,

and I am not moving
to Pittsburgh.

- But why stay in Millwood?
- Dad is here,

- and you aren't.
- Zeke: Faran!

Do not talk to your
mother that way.

And forget about me for a sec.
Think about your future.

The only reason
Mom's pushing for this

is so she can control my life

even more than she already does.

Oh, I see.
So, I can pay for your life...

I just can't control it.

- Got it.
- No way am I moving.

Let's see what happens Friday.

Imogen: There was
this girl, Angela Waters.

She went to Millwood High,

and killed herself
at the rave from the flyer.

But her body wasn't
found until much later.

Didn't anyone call the
police or an ambulance?

You would think,

but not for days.

People thought she'd run away.

Anyway, there's a
shrine to Angela now

at the warehouse.

And while I was there,

someone else was
creeping around, too.

A, I think.

Oh my god.

- (phones buzz, ding)
- (both gasp)

Is it from him?

No, from Kelly.

Inviting me to Karen's funeral.

- Weird.
- Is that tomorrow?

- Thursday.
- Great.

So, we can stake out
the warehouse tomorrow.

To find out who A is
in case they come back.

Mouse:
Where are Tabby and Imogen?

I didn't ask them to come.

Shady.
Why not?

Look

at the disciplinary hearing,

I think we should say the
video was all Imogen and Tabby.

You mean...
throw them under the bus?

We didn't do anything.

We went along with it

and we handed out flyers,
and invited people.

Imogen had Tyler's phone.

Tabby organized a screening.

That makes them
a lot more culpable.

We're all headed for an iceberg.

- But... we can dodge it.
- By turning on our friends.

Yeah, but...
are they our friends?

What's the problem, Honrada?

Maybe...

A is testing us.

What are you talking about?

What if he's just
watching us right now,

seeing what we do
if we turn on each other.

Sis

you need your devices back.

- You're starting to get paranoid.
- Noa: Yeah.

And I'm a lot more fucking
scared of Sheriff Beasley

than I am of A right now.

This is my last strike.

You guys

if I go down, that's it for me.

And it was Imogen's idea,

and Tabby does work
at the movie theater.

That's all we have to say.

That they knew exactly what
they were doing, and... we didn't.

I just charged the battery.

If A comes back, we'll
have photographic proof.

Hm.

- (phone buzzes)
- (gasps)

Oh my god, is it from A?

No, it's from my boss.

- The cute one?
- The manipulative one.

- He has something I need.
- (clattering)

Oh my god. It's him.

(tense music playing)

Mom?

Tabitha?

Uh

What are you doing here?

Paying my respects.

(both gasp)

To Angela Waters?

Yes.

Who was she?

Angela was one of our
classmates who died

tragically.

At that warehouse, right?

She killed herself, like Karen?

Sidney: Pretty much
everyone was there,

all the kids, to celebrate Y2K.

And... this poor girl,
Angela, arrives.

She was just one
of those unlucky girls.

We tried to befriend her.

But... Angela was damaged
in ways we couldn't imagine.

Problems at home.

No father, mentally ill mother.

She jumped to her death

right at the stroke of midnight.

It was... horrific.

(people screaming)

Then what happened?

Well, everyone just... fled.

Why didn't you call the police?

I suppose we all thought
that someone else would.

Two days later, someone did.

Angela's death was
ruled what it was

a suicide.

Imogen:
In the article I read,

there was no mention
of the rave.

Well, there wouldn't have been.

No, it was never spoken about.

But someone must've
asked or investigated

why Angela was
at that warehouse.

If it had been anyone else,
they would've.

But not Angela.

Not the crazy girl
with the crazy mother.

Less said about them,
the better.

Every so often, I-I-I go
there to pay my respects.

What were you two doing there?

I'm trying... to figure out
what happened to my mom.

I'm being a supportive friend.

Right before my mom
killed herself

she got this flyer,

for the party that
was held there.

That you were at too, Mom.

Imogen:
Ms. Hayworth

d-do you think
that's why my mom...

Is it, is it possible
that she felt guilty

about what happened to Angela

and that's why she...

I think we all felt guilty.

Imogen, no one was kinder
to Angela than your mother.

She was the best of us.

Angela was just...
a lost soul.

I had, uh

started to think
that maybe Karen

had given my mom this flyer,

but

it doesn't feel right anymore.

They were all over
the school back in the day.

I don't imagine

it was anyone in our circle,
but I could ask them.

- Would you, Ms. Hayworth?
- Of course, sweetheart. Yeah.

Should we get outta here?

I... have to pick up
my paycheck at the Orpheum.

My last paycheck.

Okay. See ya at home.

(doorbell rings)

There she is.

Come on in, Tabs.

Water just started boiling.

Hope you like pasta.

Thought we could have a mini-international
film festival this month.

Every night, a different country

to help get your
mind off things.

Like, tonight is my
grandmother's spaghetti arrabiata,

paired with some nice vino

from Francis Ford Coppola's
vineyard.

And one of my favorite
Italian movies.

- What about the, the flash drive, Wes?
- Mm.

You'll get it.
I promise.

But... dinner
and a movie first.

I was thinking Dario Argento.

The obvious choice
would be "Suspiria."

Hey, c-could you pour me a glass

and another for yourself?

(knocks on door)

I thought you were mad at me.

Is your mom here?

At the hospital.

Can I come in?

I wasn't mad at you.

Was just confused,

and scared.

When I heard about
the drug test, it

took me back...
to when you were arrested.

I didn't fail
my drug test, Shawn.

I've never even tried drugs.

- Noa...
- I'm gonna tell you a secret

that no one else knows.

But you can't say
anything to anyone

ever.

I-I swear.

The night I got arrested...

I was covering for my mom.

They were her drugs

not mine.

Hold up, you took the
rap for your mother?

I didn't have a choice.

- She would've lost everything.
- What kind of mother does that to her own daughter?

- A desperate one.
- Yeah, but to throw you under the bus?

(sniffles) - Hey... I'm sorry
I didn't believe you, babe.

Fun fact

giallo is the Italian
word for yellow

which is where
the term comes from.

- Uh, because there used to be these incredibly cheap...
- (heart beating)

Super popular pulp novels
published in Italy,

uh, that had yellow covers

because yellow was
the cheapest ink.

And, of course, the color red

- is most commonly associated with...
- (breathing heavily)

- Tabby: Fuck this.
- Giallo movies

because of all the blood.

Now, I thought

we could watch "Profondo Rosso,".

AKA, "Deep Red"

which is, to me,
Argento's masterpiece.

("Sharp As a Knife"
by Danny Ayer playing)

♪ Sharp as a knife ♪

(somber organ playing)

Clergy:
We've gathered here today

to pay our respects
to our sister in Christ,

Karen Elizabeth Beasley.

During trials like this,
you may ask yourself, Lord,

why would you let a thing
like this happen

to someone so young, so beloved?

Why would you test her father,
her mother, her sister,

in such an unspeakable way?

Proverbs 3:5,

- "Trust in the Lord with all your heart..."
- (wailing)

- "And lean not on your own understanding."
- Mom.

- Come on. Mom.
- "In all your ways

- "acknowledge him..."
- Let's go. Come on.

"And he shall direct your path.

"Be not wise in thine own eyes.

(crying) - "Fear the Lord,
and depart from evil..."

No. What are,
what are you doing here?

- I-I am so sorry, Mrs. Beasley.
- Martha: How dare you?

- Do you not have an ounce of shame?
- Mom, please.

I invited her.
She was Karen's friend.

Martha:
Friend?

I pray you burn in hell

for what you did
to my sweet Karen.

May your child be taken from
you the way you took mine from me!

Kelly:
Mom!

- (crying) I'm sorry.
- Kelly: Mom, Mom, please.

Tabby:
Oh my god. That's awful.

Like, "Pet Sematary" awful.

Imogen:
I just... I ran.

You don't think...
Kelly set you up, do you?

She looked as shook as I was.

Damn...

I didn't think the Beasleys
could be more dysfunctional.

Seriously.
Forget "Pet Sematary."

That's some
"Hereditary" -level shit.

At the hearing, I'm gonna tell
them that it was all my idea...

Which it was... and that I
should be the one punished.

- Not you guys.
- No. No way.

I cut the video, I screened it.

And I have the proof.

If anyone should be
expelled, it's me.

I could've said
"no" or "stop," but...

I didn't.

None of us... did.

Honrada's right.

We're all in this together

whatever happens.

Right, Bryant?

Yeah.

Yes.

All for one and one for all.

- Now give me that flash drive.
- Why?

So I can flush it
down the toilet.

♪ ♪

♪ You have nothing to fear ♪

- (glass clinks, shatters)
- (cries)

Mama...

Mama, sit down.
I got it.

What broke this time?

It was an accident, Dad.

Another one?

- She-she's gone, Tom.
- Sheriff Beasley: Mm.

Our baby's gone.

She was ripped from us, Martha

- by those fucking...
- Dad, please...

- I'm sure they feel awful.
- No.

Not yet,

but they will,

for the rest of their
goddamn lives,

and they will suffer for what
they did to your sister.

Dad

what are you saying?

Tomorrow, they will be expelled.

And after that,
so help me... jail.

They took away
your sister's life.

We will take away theirs.

And by the time that
I am through with them

they will wish they were dead.

All five of those
little lying bitches.

(tense music playing)

(crunches glass)

Whatever happens in there,
keep your mouths shut.

Let me do the talking.

And don't agree
to anything in the room.

(door opens)

Principal Clanton:
Sorry to keep you waiting.

The, uh, disciplinary committee
meeting has been postponed

to a later date.

Why?
What happened?

Kelly Beasley came
to see me this morning.

She admitted that Karen
was in the rafters

with the specific intention
of harming Imogen

at the Spirit Week dance.

She even provided some evidence.

- The bucket?
- I can't say any more.

But it seems that what
we have here is a tragic

but accidental death.

What does that mean for us?
For our daughters?

Given these new circumstances,

I don't believe the committee
is seeking expulsion anymore.

A two-week suspension, or four
weeks of detention have been discussed.

We'll let you know
what we decide.

(door opens, closes)

Thank god, thank god, thank god.

- I'm still in shock.
- I've barely eaten all week.

(all chuckling)

Detention, fine.
Community service, fine.

- Could've been so much worse.
- So much worse.

They're good girls.

I mean, they made a
mistake, but they're good girls.

Unlike...

- They're sitting in our booth.
- (chuckling)

Elodie:
God

it's like looking
through a time machine.

(chuckles)

Imogen told me that
right before Davie died,

someone sent her that
old red flyer for the rave.

(sighs)
Also...

Tabby and Imogen
know about Angela.

- You told them?
- Sidney: They asked me,

and I only told them what
everyone knows to be the truth.

Great... but who sent
Davie that flyer?

It's been months and none of us

have gotten anything
like that, right,

since Davie died?

Then it was a fluke.

And let's take the win here.

I still can't believe it.

- Kelly.
- Her dad's gotta be pissed as fuck.

Why'd she do that?
Save us.

- Why the change of heart?
- She's not a monster.

And I bet she feels
just as awful as we do.

More so, even.

One good thing, we haven't
heard from A this week.

Because we did what A asked.

Kept his secret.

Maybe... it's over.

Imogen, are you okay?

I...

was thinking about my mom,

and how she killed herself
right after she got that flyer.

Probably from A.
She must've felt guilty

about what happened
to Angela Waters,

and, Tabby... your mom
feels guilty enough

to visit the place
where Angela died.

It can't be a coincidence.

What aren't they telling us?

♪ ♪

(knocks on door)

You'll get the others back
when you're done with detention.

Thanks, Mom.

I'm trying... okay?

I just don't want anything
bad to happen to you.

I can't go through that again.

I know... Mom.

I get it, and it won't.

Hm.

Zeke: Are you sure
we can't drive you?

Car's two minutes away.

- Safe trip, Corey.
- Bye, Zeke.

Bye, Mom.

Thanks for letting me stay.

I still think Pittsburgh
would be better for you.

But as long as you put
this nightmare behind you

- and focus on your dancing.
- That part's gonna be hard.

Not as hard as you think.

I talked to your teacher,

- Madame Bun Head.
- (chuckles)

You're back in "Swan Lake"

- as the Black Swan.
- What? How?

(laughs) Nothing's quite as
motivating as the threat of a lawsuit.

(birds cawing)

Kelly:
Thanks for coming, Imogen.

Imogen:
No problem.

I'm sorry about what
happened at the funeral.

- What my mom did to you...
- It's... okay.

If losing a daughter
is anything like losing a mom.

Or a sister.

Thanks for telling Clanton
the truth about Karen,

and why she was up there.

Imogen

it was my idea.

To pull a "Carrie."

She was up there because of me.

It's my fault...
that Karen's dead.

No, no, no. Hey, whoa.

- Hey, shh.
- (crying)

No, Kelly,
it-it's not your fault.

I promise you.

Shh.

Karen

we were both horrible to
each other at different times,

and... I regret that.

It's not who I am and it's
not who you were deep down.

I missed you...
when we stopped talking.

And now, I'll miss you forever.

For a while,
you were my best friend.

I'm gonna hold on to that.

(somber music playing)

Karen

regardless of... everything,

the reason you were
up in the rafters

is because we showed that video

that... I made.

We shouldn't have done that.

And we will never do
anything like that ever again.

Amen.

I, (sighs), um

didn't really know you
very well, Karen,

but

you threw a lit party.

(all chuckling)

Wish we could be
at another one together.

Maybe down the road.

Rest in peace, Beas.

Karen

you didn't deserve
what happened to you.

And, uh

though you barely
acknowledged my existence...

I wish we could've found
a way to... coexist.

I didn't like you, Karen.

But that doesn't mean

that I'm happy you're gone.

You should be alive right now.

Maybe... you would've
changed over time.

Maybe not.
I guess we'll never know.

(ominous music playing)

But, I'll always be sorry,

for how we hurt you.

(wind blowing)

♪ ♪

(gasps)

Is everyone seeing
what I'm seeing?

(screams)

♪ ♪

- (typing)
- (dings)