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[theme song 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 ♪

♪ Two can keep
A secret ♪

♪ Two can keep
A secret ♪

♪ Two can keep
A secret ♪

♪ If one of them is dead ♪

[owls hooting]

[Imogen inhales sharply]

[grunts]

[breathes deeply]

[eerie music playing]

Mom?

Rose?

[gasps and breathes heavily]

["Cruel Summer" playing]

[Imogen] Oh, my God.

I can't believe
this is happening.

-It is. [sighs]
-And the gloomy weather
is definitely fitting my mood.

My mom started
law school today,

and I'm trapped in a nightmare.

At least it's not juvie.

And it's not a Disney cruise
with my moms.

Summer school,
a fate worse than death.

Almost.

Silver lining playbook,
at least we'll all be together?

[sighs]

[music continues]

[Imogen] Wait. What the hell?

[Noa] It... It looks like
there are two sections

prepping to retake
those shitty Keystone Exams.

And we're all
in section A.

-Hate that letter.
-[Mouse, Noa and Tabby] Same.

Except for me.

[sighs] Fuck that.

I'm transferring myself.

[school bell ringing]

Imogen Adams, aren't you
in Mrs. Murray's section?

Yeah. I think
there must've been a mistake
with the section assignments.

This is section A.

My roster doesn't have
your name on it.

Thus, you, Ms. Adams,
are in the overflow classroom.

The... overflow classroom?

[heavy metal music playing]

Imogen Adams, take your seat.

[male student]
That's her. Imogen,
the Millwood Massacre girl.

-[male student] Ew,
she's so fake.
-[all murmuring indistinctly]

[female student] I heard
she was pregnant.

[indistinct murmuring
continues]

Nick Brody? Absent.

Sabrina Hooper? Also absent.

Hey, uh, Jennifer Fox.

Sorry I'm late.

Jen. Hey.

Noa Olivar. [chuckles]

I was wondering
if you were gonna say "Hi,"

or if it was just gonna be
a whole,

"What happens in juvie,
stays in juvie" kinda thing.

What...
What are you doing here?

I flunked my Keystone Exam,

and Millwood is
the only school in
a 20-mile radius that, uh,

offers a summer prep course.

Well... welcome to hell,
I guess.

We should hang out.
Get coffee. Catch up.

[smacks lips] Uh...

Yeah, let's do it.

Did you change your number?

The one I have
doesn't work anymore.

I... I did. I did change it.
It's kind of a long story.

Oh. [chuckles softly]
Punch in your new one.

[sighs]

[Dr. Sullivan] So,
how was your first day
of summer school?

[Imogen chuckles]

Epically lame.

Not to mention
everyone's in section A,

except for me,
who's in section B.

B for blockheads,
B for burnouts, B for bummer.

But it sucks,
not being with my girls.

FOMO is real, Dr. Sullivan.

And it is a form
of psychological torture.

As is sitting
in barely air-conditioned
classrooms.

Yeah. Humid,
ass-boiling Millwood High
was most definitely not

the "Hot Girl Summer"
we had in mind.

So, I'm hearing frustration,

which is warranted.

[smacks lips] You know,
when I was in high school,
I was a bit of a punk,

and I landed myself
in summer school
more than once.

But I always found a way
to have a good time.

So, I would encourage you girls
to reframe your situation.

You're only in class
for a couple hours
in the morning,

which leaves plenty of time
to have, in Noa's words,

a "Hot Girl Summer."

-[girls chuckles]
-[Dr. Sullivan] Go to the lake
in the afternoon.

Or get a fun part-time job.

Better yet, have a fun
casual fling.

Summer school is epically lame,
but it is not life or death.

[sighs] And isn't that
a relief?

Oh, Imogen.
What can I help you with?

I'm not sure about the meds
that I'm taking.

I... I'm having nightmares.
Vivid ones.

And, um, maybe...
hallucinations.

It can be a process
to find the right regimen.

[sighs] Oh, my God.
This is so stupid. [chuckles]
I don't know.

-No, I'm sure it's not stupid.
-[sighs]

Tell me.

[smacks lips]

One of the hallucinations
that I had was of my mom.
Maybe.

And, uh,
it started me thinking...
[inhales deeply]

she also struggled
with depression and anxiety

and was on a bunch of meds
and, well...

[sighs] You know
what happened to her.

Your mother's struggles
were her own.

Yours are very different.

That said, it would be useful
to know her medical history,

including what prescriptions
she was taking.

I don't have specifics but, um,
[smacks lips]

maybe my dad would know.

I could ask him.

Let's start there.

And, Imogen,
you're gonna be okay.
I promise.

[chuckles softly]

Hey, Wes. Question.

Are you still
looking to staff up
for the summer rush?

Yes, but I already
hired someone.

What? Who?

[clattering]

Sup? I'm Christian.
Nice to meet you.

Tabby. Likewise.

Christian just moved here
with his family from New York.

I'm sorry to hear that.
[chuckles]

[Wes] He's already worked
in a few theaters

and has experience
as a projectionist.

-[chuckles softly]
-[Wes] Think you can
show him the ropes?

Sure.

[upbeat hip-hop music playing]

[Coach Rhodes] Nice, Bryant!
Grab a drink.

[chuckles] What are the chances
your swimming skills are
as solid as your right hook?

Swimming was a big part
of my PT. Why?

I'm hiring some lifeguards
for the public pool
this summer.

I need people like you,
disciplined, fast, strong,

to help me keep
the rest of these yahoos
in line.

Perfect timing.

I was just gonna start
looking for a summer job.
I'll be there.

Great. Give me your number.
I'll text you the deets.

Uh... sure.

[Jen] And after I got out,
I still had a shit-ton
of community service.

I was on probation.

And the fucked up
icing on the cake
is that my mom had relapsed.

[sighs] Shit, that's brutal.
How... How is she now?

Better. But, um,
still a daily struggle,
you know?

[scoffs] Yeah. I... I do.

Hey, Noa, I have to ask.

Were you a part of
that "Millwood Massacre" shit,

with the psycho in the mask?

[sighs] I was.

No shit! Really?

[stammers] Yeah, yeah.
And my friends were,
and our moms were, too.

And it was just
all crazy kinds of fucked up.

I have, like,
a million questions.

But first of all,

what ever happened to that guy
that you were seeing
when we were in juvie?

-Shawn.
-Yeah, yeah, Shawn.
Is he still in the picture?

Yeah.

Yeah, he's around.

We all rotate between
restocking the candy counter,

cleaning the popcorn
and soda machines,

and, my personal favorite,
bathroom duty.

And once you complete a task,
you write down your initials
and the time.

-Just like at the AMC.
-Mmm-hmm.

Oh, uh, by the way,
can I get your number?

Excuse me?

Just in case
I need to swap a shift
or something.

Wes said that you'd be
my direct supervisor.

But if you're not comfortable
with it...

Uh, no. It's fine.
[chuckles softly]

Oh, here.

Wes also mentioned
that you loved horror movies
and, um, that you made one.

Me, too. I mean,
I'm not a director.
More of a special effects guy.

Mask design, prosthetics.
The bloodier, the better.

[stuttering] Uh...
Horror's not really my thing.

I'm more into foreign films.

[Sawyer] I made a list
of everything I could think of,

medications and the dosages,
as best as I could remember.

It was a long time ago.

And a lot of meds, apparently.
[chuckles softly]

Imogen, wanna tell me
what's really going on?

[sighs] It's... like I said.
[chuckles softly]

I'm dealing with some anxiety
right now,

and I'm working with
a doctor to figure out
what medications I should take.

Look, all my friends
are trying to figure out
how to have a great summer,

and I am, too.

But to do that, I feel like
I have to reset everything,
you know?

[Sawyer] Well... [sighs]

you ever wanna come
and stay here
a few days to reset,

I'd love to have you.

Thanks, Dad.

[church bells ringing]

[Pastor Malachai]
I can't tell you
how it pleases me

to see such bright,
young disciples

ready and eager
to participate in our
"Redemption House" tradition.

[whispering]
This is just batshit crazy.

[whispering] Quiet!

Lots of famous people
get their start performing
in church groups.

As we begin auditions,

a reminder of what
an enormous responsibility
we bear

in portraying
the sins and perils
of this mortal world.

What are you
auditioning for, Kelly?

The cheerleader that gets into
a drunk-driving accident
and kills a crossing guard?

[scoffs] Shut up, Sandy.
Or I'll run you over one dark,
lonely night.

Please spread the word
to our young men of Millwood

that we have powerful
and important roles
to fill,

like the Drug-addicted Runaway,
the Pre-Marital-Sex
Teen Couple.

[whispering]
Those are the romantic leads.

We're getting
those parts, Greg.
Come hell or high water.

Don't be so sure.
I was born to play that part.

I mean,
I've been practicing
for it all my life.

[sighs]

["Tom's Diner" playing]

-[chattering indistinctly]
-[doorbell chiming]

Counter or booth, hon?

Oh, no. I saw your flyer
down the street
at the bus stop.

I'm actually looking for a job.

That'll be $8.25. Pay up front.

Any experience in the kitchen?

Um...

my mom and I volunteer
at a soup kitchen

pretty regularly. [chuckles]

I'm looking for immediate help.
How soon can you start?

Tomorrow?

What's your name, hon?

I'm, uh... [chuckles softly]

Leigh.

Leigh Able.

I have to tell you
something, Shawn.

Well, confess,
I... I guess you could say.

[chuckles] What is it, babe?

Uh, it's... It's my mom.
She's not at work right now.

She's still at rehab.
She hasn't gotten discharged.

[Shawn] Wait, I...
I'm confused. You said that...

I know. I know.
[sighs] But she needed
more time, and I just...

I had to get out of your house.

Because of my mom?

-Mmm-hmm.
-[sighs]

Uh, it just wasn't
good for me there.

And after six months
of couch surfing, I just...

I... I needed to be home,
in my own space.

I... I get it.
I just wish
you would've told me.

[sighs softly] Look.
I'm sorry I lied,

but she'll be out of there
in another month or so,

and then she'll be back home
for real.

Yeah.

Until then,
it means we have the place
to ourselves this summer.

-[chuckles] Yeah?
-Yeah, without
any adult supervision.

[chuckles]

["Loving You" playing]

[kisses]

[chuckles softly]

[knocking at door]

Hey.

-So, uh, I have some news.
-Tell me.

[chuckles softly]
I went to see my dad
about my mom's meds.

And I got a job.
Waitressing at a diner.

Ooh! Which one?

It's called Rocky's.
Only catch is,
it's by my dad's.

-By the quarry?
-Hmm.

That's a trek.

No, it's actually
all good.

I don't mind the bus ride,
you know? Clears my head.
[chuckles softly]

Okay, well. Full disclosure,

I tried to get you a job
at the Orpheum,

but Wes hired this guy
from New York, Christian.

-Mmm. Oh! This is him?
-Mmm-hmm.

[gasps] He is cute.

Not sure if
I'm ready to go there,
but he is extremely talented.

-Those are all of his designs.
-[Imogen] Oh.

[both chuckle]

-[Imogen gasps] Aw.
-[Tabby chuckles]

-[Tabby gasps] Oh, my God!
-[Imogen gasps] Oh, my God!
I'm so sorry!

That post was like
from three months ago.

He's gonna see
that I was creeping.
What do I do?

Um, uh... Uh, follow him!

It'll be less weird
than you just randomly liking
one of his photos.

I didn't like it. You did.

I know. I know. I'm sorry.
Um... [smacks lips]

Okay, double down.
Start liking a few more posts.

And then, if he brings it up,
just play it off like
you were admiring his work.

[sighs] Oh, my God. Kill me.

He is cute, though.
I'm just saying.

No staying out past curfew.

No "Ash staying over"
after curfew or without
supervision.

No excessive time online
or in front of the TV.

[Lola] Everything will
be fine, Elodie.

I'll make sure Mouse behaves
while you're on your cruise.

And I want
your cell number, Mouse.

The secret one. It's time.

[clicks tongue
and sighs wearily]

[cell phones chiming]

Donezo. Anything else?

[Elodie] Yes.

After dinner,
would you show Lola around
the pawn shop?

Nothing would make me happier.

[both chuckle]

"What do you think
you're doing?"

"Come on, Judy. Please?"

"Lance! I made
a promise to the Lord
to abstain and maintain,

lest I live in shame."

"But we were made
in God's image."

"Huh. Maybe you're right."

[chuckles softly]
Okay, Greg, stop.
Greg, stop! Stop!

Jesus, Kelly.
It says in the script,
"Judy and Lance have sex."

Yeah, but offstage!
It's not like we're actually
gonna do it for the audition.

We're not going method
for these parts. [sighs]

You know what, Kelly?
My blue balls have blue balls.

[scoffs]

You "re-virginized." I didn't.
What made you do it, anyway?

You think Pastor Malachai
cares about who's smashing
and who isn't?

This has nothing to do
with Pastor Malachai.
It was my decision.

[sighs]

Plus, Momma wanted me to.

I gotta get home.
Take a cold shower.

[Kelly sighs]

[exhales]

[suspenseful music playing]

Can I watch my shows on this?

Uh, desktop's hardwired,
so you should be good to go.

We mostly use it
to put stuff on eBay.

-Mouse, what is this?
"SpookySpaghetti"?
-Huh?

Oh, that's just the...
the website for
a game I play, Lola.

Here, let me
get you out of it.

[Mrs. Gibbons]
Nick Brody? Absent.

Sabrina Hooper? Also absent.

[shuddering] Okay, so,
remember those two kids
who didn't show up yesterday?

Vaguely.

Wait. There were two no-shows
in section A?

And I'm still banished
to section B? Unbelievable.

Uh, Nick and Sabrina.
I remember.
What about them, Mouse?

There's a post about them
being missing

-on SpookySpaghetti.
-If you say
on SpookySpaghetti...

-[chuckles]
-Anyway, the post said

Nick and Sabrina
went to Bloody Rose's shack
in the woods,

[breathes shakily] the same one
that we went to.

Guys, what if she got them?
What if Bloody Rose is real?

99.99% of the stories
on SpookySpaghetti are hoaxes.
You said so yourself.

And didn't you promise Ash
you would stay off
that damn site?

[Imogen] Wait.
[chuckles nervously]

When did you guys go
to a creepy cabin in the woods?
And why wasn't I invited?

Don't look at me.
I didn't go.

-[school bell ringing]
-[gasps]

[suspenseful music playing]

[chuckles softly]

[sighs]

Guys, I was thinking.
Imogen just got a job
at this diner by the quarry.

Should we go as a fun surprise
on her first day?

Let's do it.
I have a short shift today.

I've got tryouts.
But afterwards, yeah.

Mouse, you up for this?

Uh, um, yeah, sure.
Diner. I'm in.

[suspenseful music playing]

-[whistle blows]
-[Coach Rhodes] All right,
listen up.

I know some of you may see this
as an easy gig.

Get paid to sit.
Work on your tan.
Flirt with some townies.

But this isn't a pool party.

Over the next few days,
I'll be testing your speed,
strength, and CPR skills.

A few of you may make it
to lifeguard.

One of you
will be named captain.

Greg. Faran.
You two are up first.

[upbeat song playing]

[whistle blows]

[cheering] Go, Greg!
Go, Greg, go! Whoo!

[upbeat song continues playing]

Damn!

Nice hustle, Faran.
Greg, you're smoked.

Hey, what are you doing here?

Bryant, shouldn't you
and Peter Pansy be
in dance camp somewhere?

I'm here because Coach Rhodes
personally asked me to apply.

He probably just wanted
some eye candy.

Or he just wanted someone
to pick up your slack
since you're so damn useless.

[chuckles] Is this, like,
your way of flirting with me?

Not in a million years, Greg.

[upbeat music playing]

Hey, Noa?
Uh, I'm thinking of hiring
one of your friends.

Which friend?

Jennifer Fox.

She came by last night,
dropped off an application.

Seems like a cool girl.

-Yea or nay?
-[Noa] Um...

Yeah. She...
She's cool for sure.

[sighing] Oh God.

[people chattering
indistinctly]

Dude, are you
out of your freakin' mind?

I love Romero,
but Snyder's Dawn of the Dead
took it to the next level.

I mean, I get it.
The original was all about war,

which makes sense,
'cause it came out
during Vietnam.

But the makeup
and special effects
were just goofy.

-Ugh!
-Zack Snyder's zombies
were legit fucking terrifying.

And directly ripped off
from 28 Days Later.

And... And Romero's big theme
wasn't the military.

It was a critique
of capitalism.

[sighs] Jumping in here.
You're both wrong.

The original Dawn of the Dead
was released in 1978,

three years after
the Fall of Saigon, Wes.

And it was actually about
a racist, unhinged military,

the spreading of misinformation
via corrupt news outlets,

and, to Christian's point,
mindless consumerism
more than capitalism.

And did I love it? Yes.
Does it beat the original?
Hell, no.

-So, horror's
not your thing, huh?
-[Wes chuckles]

I mean...

What do you mean?
It's totally Tabby's thing.

She's, like, the ultimate
real-life final girl.

What? I've heard you
describe yourself that way
many times.

Has she shown you
her short yet?

No, but I'd love to see it.

[chuckles] Oh, you gotta!

Fair warning, though.
It's super dark and intense.

I like dark and intense.
[chuckles]

[Wes] In that case, then,
should we watch it right now?

Actually, Wes,
I was gonna ask, uh...

Me and the girls
wanted to check out
where Imogen's working, today.

Um, okay if I take off
for a couple of hours?

-Yeah, sure. [chuckles softly]
Chris and I got this.
-[chuckles softly]

[folk music playing]

[doorbell chiming]

Table for four?

[Imogen] What are
you guys doing here?

Um. Look, we know you're
bummed that we're not all
in the same section at school,

so we thought
we'd surprise you.

Surprise.

[chuckles nervously]

Is that not okay?

'Course it's okay.
[chuckles hesitantly]

I mean, why...
Why wouldn't it be okay?

[chuckling] What's up
with your name tag?

Oh, um... It's just an old one
they had lying around.
[chuckles softly]

Looks pretty new.
[chuckles]

Imogen, isn't your mom's
middle name Leigh?

I'm sorry.
Am I missing something here?

You tell us.

Uh, what is the deal
with your name tag, really?

And why are you working
way the hell out here,
in the middle of nowhere?

Yeah. Weren't there
any jobs in town?

I saw a "Help wanted" sign
at the Millwood Creamery.

You like ice cream.

Yeah.

But I also like working here.

You know, being here.

Outside of Millwood
where nobody knows me,
and I can turn off my brain.

Be someone else, even.
Not me. [sighs]

Imogen, uh,
what does that mean,
"You get to be someone else?"

Leigh, time to marry
the ketchups.

[chuckles softly]
My break's over.

But thank you for coming by.
It means a lot. Truly.
[chuckles softly]

[Henry] How's Imogen doing
at her new job?

It was kind of weird,
to be honest.

Girl's definitely going
through something.
Not that I blame her.

How's your job hunt going?

Not great.
Everybody's pretty staffed up.

I started looking too late,
I guess.

'Cause I thought we'd be
in Pittsburgh by now.

[chuckles softly]

How were lifeguard tryouts?

Wait, your doctor
cleared you for them, right?

She did, yeah.
And they were great.

Except for Greg,
who's a trash-talking,
toxic piece of shit.

What? Trash talking who?

You? Why?

Because I beat his ass
and he was trying to save face.

-No. That's bullshit.
-Henry, I got this. Okay?

-Okay?
-Yeah. Okay.

[chuckles softly]

[owls hooting]

[yawns]

[eerie music playing]

[breathing heavily]
Where's the bus?

[breathing heavily]
Where's the bus?
Where's the fucking bus?

[sinister music playing]

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.
[breath trembling] Oh, my...

[breath trembling] Okay.

-Help! Please! Stop! Stop!
-[tires screeching]

[bus door opening]

[breathes heavily]

She wasn't real.

[breathes heavily]

-[bottle clattering]
-[breath trembling]
She wasn't real.

[coughs and breathes heavily]
She wasn't real.

[Lola screams]

-[Mouse] Grandma?
-[Lola screams]

Grandma, what's wrong?

Who are you?

I'm Ash. Mouse's boyfriend.

-Lola? What happened?
-[breath trembling]

[shuddering] There was a woman
outside at the window
looking in.

I'll go check.

-Okay.
-[breath trembling]

What woman, Lola?

Her face was covered
with bloody bandages.

Like this?

[shuddering] Yes. That was her.
Madugong mukha.

Uh, was...
Was anyone out there?

No. Not... Not anywhere
that I could see.

Come on, Lola.
Let's get you back to bed.

[shuddering]

[Lola humming]

Morning, Lola.
Are you doing okay?

Fine, Apo.Great.

And who's this
handsome young man?

[chuckles] Uh?
This is my boyfriend, Ash.

You met last night.
Don't you remember?

I don't.

[softly] Was I sleepwalking?
Oh. I do that sometimes.

Uh...

[school bell ringing]

Imogen?
I didn't see you this morning.
Is everything okay?

-Just wanted to get here
bright and early.
-Hmm.

And yes, everything's amazing.
Why wouldn't it be?

You seem... turned up.

Yeah, like... super stressed.

Who? Me?
What would I be stressed about?

Everything's fine.

Did you get permission
to switch sections
or something?

[Mrs. Gibbons]
What are you doing here,
Imogen? Again?

Prepping for
the Keystone Exams.

What else would I be doing?

Lord, here we go.

Look, Mrs. Gibbons.

I was always supposed to be
in this class with my friends.

Someone, I'm not saying you,
but someone must have gotten
their wires crossed.

And whatever.
No harm, no foul.
But I am not leaving.

Uh, [chuckles softly]
Mrs. Gibbons,
so sorry for crossed wires.

Imogen had a... a rough night.

Uh, but we will take
a few minutes and get everyone
on the same page.

Be right back.
Little help here, ladies?
Thank you.

[Imogen] Okay.

[chattering indistinctly]

[Tabby] Okay.
What the hell was that?

And don't keep
telling us you're fine,
'cause you're clearly not.

I know.
I know that. Okay? I...

It's just...
Guys, I'm flailing.

Clearly. I mean, I...
I'm having hallucinations.

What kind of hallucinations?

Bloody Rose.

My mom. Both.

My Lola said she saw her, too.

Not helping at the moment.

Imogen, are you sure
it was just a hallucination
and not...

The real Bloody Rose Waters?

Also not helping.

I have no clue. Okay?

I... I was waiting for the bus,
and she was coming towards me
with a knife.

This is why
I don't take the bus.

Maybe I am going crazy
like my mom did.

You're not crazy.
Neither was your mom.

But Imogen, not to trigger
or re-trigger you,

but we need to unpack
what you said to us
that you don't wanna be you.

What does that even mean?

It means
that for a couple hours
[shuddering] every day,

amidst everything else
that was going on, I...

I thought to myself
"What if I could be
someone different?"

You know, a girl whose mom
didn't kill herself. [sobs]

A girl who wasn't assaulted.

A girl who didn't have a baby
and then had to give it away.

A... A girl who wasn't attacked

and... and nearly
stabbed to death
by a mass serial killer.

A girl who can't
even be with her friends
for three miserable hours a day

in a shitty fucking
summer school. [cries]

All that is true.
But you are so much more
than those things.

And, Imogen, to be clear,
we like exactly who you are.

No, no. We love who you are.

I'm obsessed with who you are.

[chuckling] Yes.
Freak-out aside,
you're the tits.

-[all chuckle]
-And the single most
resilient person I've ever met.

And one of the kindest.

[Noa] Yeah.
And at nine months pregnant,

you went toe-to-toe
with a six-foot-four
jacked supervillain monster

and won.

-[chuckles]
-Facts. That was some
final-girl energy,

Laurie Strode realness there.

[sobbing]

Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.
I'm having a psychotic
break during...

During our...
Our "Hot Girl Summer."

[all chuckle]

You guys, I really am sorry...
for just everything. [sniffles]

Hey. "Love means
never having to say
you're sorry."

-And, yes, haters,
that is from a movie.
-[all chuckle]

[people chattering
indistinctly]

[Kelly softly] I'm so sorry.

Wait.

I'm playing
the Virgin fucking Mary?
What is this bullshit?

And the Premarital
Sex-Teens are...

[Sandy] Me and Greg.

I just texted him
the good news.

Greg?

A man has needs, Kelly.

Especially a man with as much
pent-up testosterone
as Greg does.

I mean,
what do you think happens

when a guy can't release
as God intended?

But don't worry.
That's where I come in.

Talk to you later.

[sniffles and breathes heavily]

[Tabby] Useless project time.

Wes wants these
old film canisters
organized by genre and year.

Got it. That makes sense.
I... I can't believe this place
screens 35 millimeters.

[chuckling] I know. A year ago,
we did a full Spielberg-athon
in 35 mil, '77 through '85.

So, we're talking
Close Encounters
to The Color Purple.

We are, in fact.
[chuckles softly]

Um, so I was thinking,
if you really wanna see
my short...

I do. Definitely.

Well, in that case,
let me go get my laptop.

Could we watch it
after the last show today?
Project it on the big screen?

Here? I mean,
I guess it's possible.

Uh, have you not done that yet?

Organized, like,
a glitzy premiere
for your family and friends?

We weren't really in a premiere
kinda place at the time.

But they've all seen it.
[chuckles softly]

But never together.
On the silver screen.

I mean, that's magic.
[chuckles]

Calm down, Nicole Kidman.

[chuckling] What...
what can I say? I'm a purist.

I'm the same way.

Okay. Uh, let's do it.
And I think I maybe will
invite my friends.

You get your friends here.
I'll handle everything else.

[inhales and chuckles softly]

[suspenseful music playing]

[Henry] Hey, Greg. Greg!

-If you even look at her
the wrong way...
-Henry!

What are you doing here?

Someone needs to put
this punk in his place.

I gotta admit, Faran.

I didn't think
your gay little boyfriend
had it in him.

[grunts]

[chuckles]

What the fuck?

You just don't know
when to shut the hell up,
do you?

And you?
I told you to stay
the hell out of it.

Bryant. My office. Now!

When I said I needed help
knocking some sense
into the guys,

I didn't mean literally.

Greg was out of line.

I'm sure he was.
But you lost your cool.

Not a good look
for a lifeguard.

So, don't let it
happen again, Captain.

Hang on. You're not cutting me?

Despite your momentary
lapse in judgment,

you swam circles
around those other yahoos.

And you took out a guy,
who outweighs you
by 40 pounds,

with one punch.
[chuckles softly]

In my book, that basically
makes you Batman.

Batwoman. [chuckles]
But I'll take it.

Congratulations, Bryant.

[Dr. Sullivan sighs]
Sounds like you've had
a tumultuous few days.

[sighs] Can you make any sense
of anything?

I can try.

Imogen, are you familiar
with the term
"traumatic grief?"

No.

"Grief" pertains
to the feelings and reactions
of losing a loved one,

while "trauma"
is the emotional response
to a terrible event or events.

You had both.
Sustained over time.

So, am I
a lost cause? [sniffles]

No. Not at all.

We just have some work to do.

I think we should adjust
the levels of your
medications. Okay?

But in the meantime,
don't be afraid to lean on me.

[smacks lips]

In that case,
can I ask for a favor
regarding summer school?

[chuckles softly] Say no more.

I will call Principal Smithee
and make sure you're all
in the same section.

Thank you, Dr. Sullivan.

[funky music playing]

Hey, remember Guard Moonie?
Literally the devil incarnate.

[chuckling] Oh, my God.
I fucking hated her.

"Olivar. That's not how
you fold fitted sheets."

Bitch! Who the fuck knows
how to fold a fitted sheet?

[chuckling] That shit
is literally impossible.

Noa. Hey, babe.

Oh, hey, babe. Um...

Oh, Shawn.
Um, uh, this is Jen.
Uh, she just started.

And weird coincidence.
We actually were
in juvie together.

Small world, right?

Oh. No shit.
That's crazy.
Nice to meet you.

-Same. I love
your girlfriend, by the way.
-Aw.

If it wasn't for Noa,
I don't think
I would've survived juvie.

I'm sure she'd say
the same about you.

See you at your place?

Oh. I have Tabby's screening.
But I'll be home right after.

[kisses]

[Faran] When I say I got this,
it means I got it.

[Henry] I hear you.
Loud and clear.

Rhodes made me captain.

Do you want me to see
if I can get you a job
at the pool?

No. That wouldn't work for me.

Because I'm your girlfriend?

No. Because I can't swim.

But don't worry.
I'll figure out
something to do.

Kelly's been texting me
about this performance project
that her youth group is doing.

Yeah. They need more guys,
I guess.

Maybe I'll try that.

[upbeat music
continues playing]

[girls chuckle]

-That is so freakin' cool.
-[girls chuckle]

This is such a good idea.

Even with all the drama
and... trauma,

we gotta make space
to celebrate the little
and... big things.

-[chuckles]
-Wholeheartedly agree.

Gotta say, your name
looks good up there, Tabby.

Yeah. Whoever
this Christian kid is,
he knows what's up.

I mean, this is some
bold romantic gesture shit.
He's gotta be crushing on you.

[chuckles] Well, he hasn't seen
my movie yet.

It's possible the content
may change his mind.
Scare him off.

Or not.

["Fire for You" playing]

-Only one way to find out.
-[breathes deeply]

[girls chuckle]

-[Tabby and Faran] After you.
-[Imogen] Yep.

-[Faran] After you.
-[girls laugh]

[Kelly] Why are you
hanging around
Sandy fucking Quinn?

Are you screwing her?
Be honest.

["Fire for You"
playing on car radio]

Not yet.

[scoffs] Wow, Greg. Just...
[breathes shakily]

Wow.

Sandy's a...
A good listener.

She doesn't judge me
like you do.

She doesn't put
all this shit on me.

I'm supposed to meet up
with her later
so we can rehearse.

As if, Greg.

I know what happens
at late night rehearsals, okay?
And it's not running lines.

[sighs] Look.

Just because we can't have sex,

doesn't mean there aren't
other things we can do.

There's a lot I can do for you.

A lot you can do for me.

[kisses]

Sandy, though, is off-limits.

Sandy who?

[kisses]

[Chet groans]

[Imogen playing killer]
Happy prom night, Chet.

[muffled] Please. Please don't.
[whimpers]

I'm sorry. I can't hear you.

[Chet whimpers]

But I'm guessing
what you're saying is, "No."

-You! You penetrated me.
-[Chet whimpering]

-You scarred me!
And now it's my turn.
-[whimpers and pants]

No. No. No.
[sobbing]

[grunting]

-[muffled screams]
-[screaming]

-[muffled screaming]
-[squelching]

[projector whirring]

[door opening on film]

[chuckles softly]

[girls cheering]

[whooping]

[Christian clapping]

Tabby. That was incredible.

Oh. Thank you.

Obviously couldn't have done it
without my leading lady.
[chuckles]

Aw. I was mere putty
in your hands.

Should we have
a post-premiere party
at Pinball Pizza?

Uh, that'd be amazing.
But we have to lock up first.

There's a whole list
of Orpheum closing duties
we gotta go through,

but you guys can hang out,
of course.

-Actually, we should head out.
-Hmm.

We all have to do that,
uh, stuff that we
talked about earlier.

Uh, like, I was gonna see
if the ice cream parlor's
still open.

Yeah. And I have to
practice CPR on a dummy.

But maybe Christian
could walk you home?

-It is super nice out.
-Yeah.

I'm down if you are.

Sounds good.
I'll get that checklist.

-[chuckles softly]
-[Faran clears throat]

-Goodbye.
-Have fun.

[girls giggle]

[suspenseful music playing]

[chuckles softly]

[eerie music playing]

[sighs softly]

["Dream Around You" playing]

[bell dings]

How can I help you?

The sign said you were open.

We are, yeah.
Extended summer hours.

Hmm.

What can I get ya?

An application.
I heard you guys are hiring.

Any experience?

In ice cream? Not directly.
[chuckles softly]

But I'm a big fan.

[chuckles softly]

[cell phone vibrating]

[tense music playing]

[clears throat]

Here you go.

What's your name?

Imogen.

Imogen Adams.

So, about your movie.

Yes?

What kind of lenses
did you use?

Uh, I mean,
if you don't mind
talking process.

No. Not... Not at all. I...
I love talking process.

Oh. I'm, uh, that direction.

After you.

-Question, not a note.
-Okay. [chuckles]

Have you ever tried
adding dish soap
to your fake blood?

It helps prevent beading.
And, big plus, you can
wash it out super easily.

That is a good tip.
Thank you.

Next question.

If Jurassic Park
is your favorite movie,

-what's your favorite
bad movie?
-[Tabby chuckles]

Yeah, I'm talking something
so godawful

it transcends itself
and becomes genius.

Oh. I would probably say
Troll 2.

No way.

-Wait, that's mine, too!
-[Tabby chuckles]

Uh, the masks alone
are legendary.

-"They're eating her!
Then they're gonna eat me!"
-[chuckles]

-[both mimicking] "Oh, my God!"
-[both chuckle]

Um, thank you for tonight.

Any time.
Your friends are really cool.

-So are you.
-[Tabby chuckles]

[cell phone ringing]

[tense music playing]

-Probably a robocall.
-[chuckling] Or worse.

[chuckles]

Oh! Oh, another
best worst movie.
Mac and Me.

Oh! [chuckles softly] Yes.
Or... Or, uh, let's not forget
Plan Nine from Outer Space

or basically anything
directed by Ed Wood,
who meant well, but...

["Voices Carry" playing]

[cell phone vibrating]

[sighs softly]

[cell phone vibrating]

[scoffs] Uh-uh. No.
Unacceptable.

Enjoy your night cuddling
with a fake virgin.

Just remember,
you could have been doing
the Loco-Motion with me.

But now, this train
has left the station.

-[gasps]
-[squelching]

-[squelching]
-[groans]

[chokes]

[groans softly]

[squelching]

[cell phone vibrating]

[intense music playing]

[chiming]

[breathes shakily]

Hello?

Hope you've been studying.

What? Who...

Who is this?

[Bloody Rose] You know
who I am.

What do you want?

Save your breath.
You'll need it.

[chiming]

["Voices Carry" playing]