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[tense music]

* *

- I'm sorry, I forgot you're friends with them.

- No, trust me, I'd rather forget, too.

Video games used to be our thing.

The one thing that I wouldn't be able to take

is you lying to me.

Hey, babe.

- Hey. - Cooperstown.

Would you--just settle this for us, okay?

Would you wear a fucking mustache

and a unibrow for Halloween?

Would you do that?

- You would only have to wear the mustache.

I'd be wearing the unibrow. - Well--

- We're gonna be Frida Kahlo and Diego Rivera.

They're an iconic duo.

- Aren't you both a little too white to pull that off?

- See? That's what I said.

That's basically a de facto vote for the magician

and the bunny in the hat, so we're good.

- So couples costumes, huh?

- Yeah. - [chuckles]

- Are you okay?

I woke up this morning,

you had just disappeared without saying a word, so...

- And late last night,

you sent me that text message that you deleted.

What was that?

- You okay?

* *

- It was just a funny meme of a dog wearing a sweater

speaking in a stupid voice.

It's just me being silly. - All right.

Oh, I invited Keely to the party, by the way.

Maybe you can bring your relationship back

from the dead, and quick, man.

'Cause people are talking nonsense

about your breakup and you.

Just--just trust me, nonsense.

Don't worry about it

because people have bigger things to worry about.

Like, what the fuck is he doing here?

[upbeat music]

- How did he...

* *

- * Adrenaline *

* *

* You're giving me adrenaline *

- Fucking Rojas.

- Okay, I guess you want me to apologize

for getting you out of jail, only I won't because--

[phone buzzing]

- Hey.

Yeah, I'm at school.

Can't you hear the hormones?

Okay, bye.

That was my parole officer.

She calls twice a day to make sure I'm either at home

or here, so basically I'm still in jail.

- Seriously? - Well, no.

I mean, if I was still in jail,

I wouldn't have to worry about paying you back.

Also, how do you think

Yale likes students who bail out murderers, Bronwyn?

- Oh, I'm still going to Yale

because we're going to prove you're innocent.

We will catch the asshole who did this.

- How?

- [softly] Simon didn't kill himself.

My lawyer told me how the cops know.

He brought extra EpiPens to the nurse's office

on the first day of school...

just a few hours before he died.

Same ones that showed up later on your bike.

- Why do that if you wanted to end it all?

- Exactly. But he did set us up.

He wanted us there.

And I think he put the peanut oil in the cup himself.

[bell rings]

- What, so you're saying Simon wanted us

to find the EpiPens in the nurse's office,

but something went wrong?

- Nothing went wrong. Somebody stole them.

Somebody who knew what was going to happen.

Somebody who planted the phone in my bag

because Simon didn't get close enough to me that day.

Nate, he had an accomplice.

Maybe the same person who's been stalking us, framed you?

- Did that asshole have any other friends apart from Janae?

- I have no idea, but here's what I do know.

Addy texted the group last night.

- Yeah, she deleted it.

- I took a screen shot right before she did.

It was a picture.

* *

[soft music]

- See you later. - Yeah.

* *

- Hey. Addy.

* *

What is this?

* *

Were you with Jake last night?

Is this his? Was he friends with Simon?

- You don't have to be friends to kill aliens together, right?

- Doesn't it seem a bit weird to you?

- I'm sure there's an explanation.

- Well, did you ask for one? - It's not easy, okay?

Pretty sure that confessing to your boyfriend

that you spied on his chat log is not the best way to rebuild

a healthy relationship, you know?

And I thought we were done with all this Scooby-Doo shit.

- Well, I'm not.

Maybe you have the luxury

of forgetting about this whole thing

so you can enjoy walks on the beach with your boyfriend,

but Nate is awaiting trial, remember?

- Yeah, I remember.

I also remember what happens

every time we play detective, Bronwyn.

TJ, Vanessa, Ms. Avery got fired or worse.

I'm not losing Jake, too.

* *

- And Addy has left the group chat.

Cooper just wants to move on.

Oh, and I'm not sure if Nate is ever going to forgive me

for getting him out of jail.

- Okay, breathe.

I'm here. And I'll always be here.

Until I turn 18 and move to New York

and none of you losers ever see me again.

And, hey, fuck Addy. I mean, it's not personal.

It's not like you hate Jake or anything.

- No, I mean, I don't even know the guy.

We only have this one class to...

- What?

* *

- Okay, so hear me out.

I only have one class with Jake, Ms. Avery's.

Simon wasn't close enough to me that day

to plant the phone in my bag,

but Jake...

- What are you saying?

- When your phone went missing that day, was Jake around?

- Jake's always around. He's my friend.

- And he's always around Addy.

And she always has her phone out.

So he could've set that alarm on her phone easy.

* *

- What about Nate?

- Anybody could've jammed my locker, Bronwyn.

I'm sorry. - Okay, but there's more.

- Nate, wait up. - Just drop it.

- Oh, my God.

- Okay, what the fuck?

- Sorry, um--Nate.

Do you know what's so weird

about Simon and Jake using the Xbox to chat?

- I'm not sure why I'm finding this kind of sexy.

- Nate.

What did Jake take from Simon's room at the wake?

His Xbox.

What if they planned this whole thing

using the Xbox chat, and Jake was taking evidence?

- Don't give me hope, Rojas.

- Okay, let's say that's true.

He probably would've hammered the thing to pieces by now.

- I wouldn't.

Because that would make me look very suspicious.

- I trust the criminal on this.

- All right, look, if he still has the Xbox,

maybe we can get our hands on it and look at the chats.

- We don't have the password.

- I don't have it.

But I can guess it.

And I guessed right with "About That."

Where's the Xbox?

- In his bedroom at his dad's house.

- Is that where he's gonna throw his Halloween party?

* *

So we could use the party to get access to the Xbox

and maybe see what the chats were about, right?

- Yeah. - If you invite us.

- [scoffs]

Are you fucking kidding me?

You guys seriously think Jake has been stalking us?

He's behind the creepy Simon Says messages?

- Well, remember what Janae said.

Simon hated Cooper, Nate, and me, but he didn't hate you.

So whoever was working with him brought you into the fold.

He hated you.

- What if he hated you so much,

he tried to frame you with the EpiPen?

And when that didn't work, he used it as a distraction

to frame the most likely suspect.

No offense. - I've been called worse.

- Why would Jake hate me before he even found out about TJ?

- What if he knew before that?

- Wait, so you're not only calling him a murderer,

but also a total fucking psychopath

who knew about my secret all along and pretended

and he didn't for, like, what, weeks?

For what? - Addy, I really don't know.

But clearly you also had some questions

if you sent us that pic, deleted it,

and then lied about it.

Look, if there's nothing on the Xbox, at least we know.

We did do the same thing with TJ at homecoming,

and that was your idea.

- Look at how that ended up.

This is insane.

It's Jake. And he's waiting for me.

- Addy, Addy.

Addy, Jake is a controlling sociopath!

I mean, can't you see--

look at the way this man manipulates you.

He chooses the fucking flavor of your pancakes

that you don't even like, okay?

Addy, he doesn't love you. He loves having a puppet.

That's what Simon was to him before Simon saw him

for who he really is--

until he didn't, I guess.

[door opens]

* *

- What the fuck is going on here?

- Study group.

- What are you doing to my girlfriend?

- Why were you talking to Simon on Xbox?

Addy told us you saw the whole chat history

with Anarchi$K.

- You think that was Simon?

No, no, no, that was just some random "Fortnite" kid.

I mean, unless...

Was I being catfished by Simon?

It was some weirdo who was just asking me a bunch of questions

about people that he knew at school.

I mean, was he looking for dirt or something?

I--well, I didn't give him anything,

if that's what you guys are thinking.

- Simon would never do that.

- Right, destroying people's lives is just fine,

but of course he draws the line at catfishing.

Come on, I mean...

Wait, what exactly am I being accused of here?

- I think you know what the fuck we're--

- Nothing!

We were just looking into Simon and then--

- Now you're looking into me.

- No.

- Really?

Babe...

- [whimpers] - No.

- [sighs]

Jake!

Jake, come on. Jake!

- Stop, stop, I told myself that if this was gonna work,

I was gonna have to learn how to trust you again.

And then I--

and then I find out that you--

you been spying on me, Addy?

- No, it wasn't like that.

Jake, I just saw it by accident and, yeah,

I thought it was weird, but then you explained it all

and it makes sense that Simon was a total creep and did that.

- Look, it's either me or the people

that have been filling your head with shit.

It's your choice.

* *

[indistinct chatter]

[upbeat music playing]

* *

- [sighs]

- So first you crash my party,

and then you badger my girlfriend.

- We were just chatting about you

and how you are definitely not

a total and complete piece of shit.

- [chuckles]

Oh, yeah, we've gotten funnier with the years, freak.

I'll tell you that much. - You have.

Especially when you try and act tough.

* *

- So what'd you say to her?

* *

- Dumbass.

[tense music]

What the fuck? - Tell me right now.

What'd you say to her? - Jake, what are you--

- Hey, aren't you friends with that Janae chick?

She's, like, totally fucked up. You should probably come help.

- Yeah.

Yeah, yeah. Jake, Jake.

- What's up with the smirk? - Jake, get off.

- Man, I want to know. I think you should tell me why.

- Jake, Jake! - I said why?

- She's cheating on you, genius.

* *

Look, man, you know I don't lie.

* *

- Hey, babe, I heard shouting. Are you okay?

* *

- Yeah, I'm fine, babe.

- What's up?

- Come here, come here.

- Mm, don't leave me out there.

* *

- I don't believe him.

Do you?

* *

- Well, all right.

If we want to crash this party, we're gonna need costumes.

- [grunts] All right.

- Thanks so much for helping us so quickly.

- Okay, so we need to find something

to cover our faces, right?

And when we get there, you guys are too famous

to be taking off your masks then saying shit.

- Okay, so y'all are trying to be Ocean's Eleven

on a killer on Halloween?

It's cute.

If it was a movie, I'd watch the shit out of it,

but this is not a movie, y'all.

This is real life, real consequences.

Sounds crazy what y'all trying to do.

- It's insane, actually.

- Yeah, but this could be our only chance.

He knows we're onto him, and he's not gonna

hold onto that Xbox forever.

We need you 'cause we can't just sneak in

through the front door, but you've got an invitation.

- Okay, but what if Jake clocks me?

I mean, he's not exactly a big fan of me right now.

- Use your Southern charm.

- Right, so we're fucked.

- Do you want Nate to go back to jail?

- I don't care about Nate. No offense.

- I'm starting to get a little offended.

- I'm doing this for Simon. What about Addy?

I mean, what if she's going

to bed every night with a fucking psycho?

- Well, then, I can't win in this shit.

It's like either my best friend is guilty,

or he'll probably figure out what I've done,

and I'll lose him too.

I don't have that many people.

[soft music]

- You have us.

* *

Unless you, like, fuck it up. Then you're on your own, champ.

* *

- Fuck you, boy scout.

- [chuckles]

[suspenseful music]

- * Don't get it twisted *

* *

* Don't get it twisted *

- What the fuck do you want?

- I want you to write a post about Addy.

I want her to suffer. I want her to sweat.

- Have you thought about,

I don't know, breaking up with her?

- No, she knows that the one thing

that I can't stand is a cheater.

She knows how my dad ruined my mom's life,

how it completely fucked us, and she still just went

right ahead and fucking took me for a fool.

* *

You cross me, I'm gonna teach you a lesson.

- Well, why would I help you?

- I mean, you remember the days when we would just daydream

on all the ways we'd get back at the high school,

you know, jocks and posers.

- I also remember the summer you got a gym membership,

grew abs for brains,

started hanging out with some jocks.

And I remember deservedly making fun of you for it.

[chuckles]

And then you never spoke to me again.

I either prayed at the altar of Jake,

or I didn't exist.

Well, I did,

but only to be made fun of by you and your new jock buddies.

* *

You're the biggest fake I know.

- I'm not you, Simon.

I'm not...

I'm not strong enough to be different.

- Well, that's why we're not friends anymore.

* *

You're gonna have to find someone else to help

with your little revenge plot.

- [sighs]

How about this?

What if I dare you?

- We're not 12. - [laughs]

- And I remember how much trouble we got in

when you used the magic words.

- Oh, come on, man, it was a blast and you know it.

That one time we changed every desktop wallpaper

in the library to pictures of--what was it?

- Hemorrhoids. - Hemorrhoids.

- It was assholes for the assholes.

- [laughs]

- You remember the time you dared me

to take peanut oil in gym class?

Make it look like a jock poisoned me?

- Too bad you chickened out. - Yeah, well,

it wouldn't have worked anyway.

Poisoning is far too sophisticated

for those idiots.

- Maybe that idea was just too ahead of its time.

I mean, think about it, nobody would've believed

that they wanted to kill you back then.

But now?

- Now what?

- [scoffs]

[sighs]

A lot of assholes hate you, Simon.

I'm sure there's a few that you hate right back.

I've certainly got a candidate on my list.

- Yeah, after your party, I can think of a few.

But...we're not 12.

- Exactly. Now we're old enough.

We're smart enough to do it right.

* *

I dare you.

- [scoffs]

You're sick.

- Missed you, too.

[chuckles]

[bicycle bell chimes]

Babe.

* *

I said I'd come pick you up.

- Yeah.

It's okay. I like riding my bike.

- Yeah, but people see you on that thing,

they're going to think that I'm an asshole

for not giving you a ride, Addy.

- [chuckles] Anyways, you look amazing.

- Mm. - And I was thinking,

what if we both look amazing?

What if we both dress as magicians?

- [laughs] What?

- Yeah, I brought my own costume.

We could be like Houdini and Ms. Houdini.

- Addy, we're going to look like a couple of penguins.

- But a bunny costume--

- Yeah, a very, very cute and sexy bunny.

Look, I just wanted our first party back together

to be picture perfect.

Is that too much to ask?

Okay, look, if you'd rather us do your thing,

I guess that's cool, too.

* *

[indistinct chatter]

[gritty electronic music]

* *

[device chimes]

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

- Hey, Mother Vanessa.

- Oh, don't give me "Mother Vanessa."

You are excommunicated.

You're just taking that bitch back?

- Don't call her that, okay? She messed up once, all right?

I think she learned her lesson.

- Well, didn't Ms. Avery learn her lesson?

She's gonna be homeless, you know?

And I am grounded.

I will be grounded

once my parents get back from Puerto Vallarta.

- You want me to talk to 'em?

Parents love me. You know this.

- Yes, text my mom.

- You're welcome.

* *

Hi, welcome. Who are you?

Hope you're not who I think you are.

* *

You know what? Actually, you're not welcome.

Don't make throw you out, man.

- I was just playing along, bro.

That chick Bronwyn? She scares me sometimes.

Jake, you were right all along, okay?

I shouldn't have touched them with a 10-foot pole.

- It's too late, Coop.

Bro, I don't even know who you are anymore.

All right, come on, let's go--

- Jake, Jake, you want to know who I am?

I'm gay, okay?

That crazy rumor that you may have heard

that you couldn't quite believe,

it's true.

That's why I've been so distant lately.

I know how you'd react.

* *

Do you know how hard it's been for me not being able

to talk to my best friend about any of this?

* *

- Need a drink?

* *

- For you, I'll make an exception.

Double whiskey soda?

- You know me so well.

- All right.

- We already talked about this. No, stop, Zach.

Seriously, get off of me!

- Keely, that's Zach?

But why is your ex here?

Hey, hey, are you okay?

- Not your problem anymore, Cooper.

I can take care of myself.

- Keely.

* *

- Hey, man.

* *

Look, I appreciate you being honest with me.

* *

I'm glad you came.

- Yeah, me too. How about that drink?

- Cheers. - Cheers.

* *

- I think Cooper said that was his room.

* *

- We got so lucky he didn't see us.

- You did not need to come here.

- Stop trying to protect me. - Stop trying to save me.

Why are you risking your fucking future for me, Bronwyn?

- Because.

I want to be with you.

Not just because we're thrown into this weird situation

together, and I think you're hot,

although I do, but you're also smart,

and you're funny, and you do the right thing

more often than you give yourself credit for.

And I like that you never sugarcoat anything,

and your horrible taste in movies,

and the fact that you have an actual lizard.

And I can't go more than a few minutes

without wanting to kiss you, so...

there's that.

- It was more of a rhetorical question, you know?

[sultry electronic music]

* *

- * We've been dancing to this song all of our lives *

* When you're here * [door closes]

- Oh, what, you are fresh out of prison, huh?

There's no fucking Xbox in there.

I looked everywhere, drawers, everything.

There's nothing. - Are you sure?

- Yeah.

- Well, we just gotta keep looking.

If I were him, I would put the thing under lock and key.

- Okay, great, I'll go look downstairs,

and you guys keep looking in each other's mouths.

* *

- Let's--let's go this way.

- Are you still on that zero sugar diet or what?

- This is a whole lot of sugar. - [laughs]

* *

Hey, just want to say,

it's really good to be back at one of your parties.

I needed this.

- Yeah, me too.

* *

Look, man, if I were you,

I'd talk to Bronwyn.

If she keeps hanging out with these people,

she's gonna be giving her graduation speech

in handcuffs, you know?

Tell her to let the criminal take the fall,

stop playing detective, she--

* *

You're just looking out for her, you know?

* *

- Right, right, yeah.

Like you've been looking out for me since all this started.

* *

- Yeah.

* *

- What about Cooper?

- Eh, whatever, man.

Maybe the superstar needs to be brought down a peg.

- They all do.

- Man, I can't wait to see their faces.

It's gonna be fucking hilarious.

- You're gonna be there, right?

- What?

- Well, outside detention just in case?

You know, I don't trust those idiots

to know their way around an EpiPen.

- No, no, Simon.

I told you, nothing to tie me to any of this.

I mean, that's why we're doing this

and not planning over cookies.

- Oops.

I guess I shouldn't have recorded

all of our conversations then.

Dumbass.

[tense music]

* *

I'm kidding.

- Yeah, yeah, I know, I know.

* *

You know what? I'll, uh...

Yeah, I'll be there.

If you make it worth it. I'm talking epic, man.

No EpiPen in your bag.

They have to run down to the nurse's office,

run back, they save you in the nick of time.

And all those assholes look like true murderers.

Hey, Simon, we'll teach them a lesson they'll never forget.

* *

I dare you.

[rock music]

- Nothing in there either. We should just keep looking.

- Fuck waiting in line. There's a bathroom upstairs.

It's the best one. - What're we gonna do?

- Just for me. Chill out.

You guys are such needy little bitches.

[door clicks]

You are not the bathroom.

I'm gonna go to sleep.

[snoring]

- Hey, did you say under lock? - Yeah.

- Is she out?

- I think so.

- Okay. - We gotta hurry up.

* *

- Shit.

- How'd you do that?

- Hey. - No, how'd you do that?

- [laughs] No.

- Do it again. - Zach, get off of me.

Seriously. - You're being so dramatic.

- Seriously, just get the fuck away from me!

- Just listen, okay? Keely!

Keely, come here!

- I'll be right back.

* *

- Hello? Who are you?

Excuse me.

- You okay, babe?

- Yeah, she just came in.

- Okay, who the fuck are you?

* *

- Janae. - What are you doing here?

- Heard really great reviews

about all your Halloween parties.

Yeah, recommended by nine out of ten assholes.

But you know what? Not really my scene.

- Maybe try that again but this time lose the fucking attitude

and tell me the truth.

- I invited her--

Jake, before her little number at school.

I didn't know she was gonna come.

- What--[scoffs] What are you wearing?

- I--I was just trying it on.

You said that maybe we could do my idea.

- Yeah, sure, if you want to turn this

into a who-wore-it-best shit show.

- That's obviously not what I want.

- Right, like you have never ever

made me feel like a fool, Addy.

I mean, where would I have gotten the idea

that you would try to fucking humiliate me in public?

Hm?

Maybe by cheating on me?

- It's just a costume.

- [laughs softly]

All right, fine, have fun with your new friend.

- Addy.

* *

How do you like them pancakes, huh?

* *

- She's not my friend. She's not welcome here.

* *

Door's this way.

* *

* *

- Get away from me! - Come on, just a kiss.

- [screams] - [grunts]

- Get off! - [groaning]

- Get out, and get the fuck away from me!

- Stupid bitch. You can have her, bro.

- [laughs] Wow.

- My ex was a pitcher.

Guess I gained some muscle at batting practice.

- I'm sure he's very proud of you.

- He's a bit of a jerk, but...

he was right.

I don't need him.

* *

- Well, need some ice for that hand?

- [laughs]

- Yeah? Come on.

- All right, do you want

the good news first or the bad news?

- Whatever's faster.

- Okay, the good news is whatever's in here is important

'cause this lock is the shit. - Right.

- Bad news is this lock is the shit.

* *

- I just want to make sure you're fine.

- Yeah well, it's kind of weird feeling but it was worth it...

- Okay. Here, take this.

- Did you see the look on his face?

[laughs]

[phone buzzes]

- Stop talking. Get out.

- Well, that's just fucking awesome.

- Babe. Babe, I'm so sorry.

I'm done with those losers. I swear.

- It's okay. You don't have to listen to me.

- I want to.

The bunny costume is much cuter.

I'll go change.

- Only if you want to.

[tense music]

* *

- [snoring]

- I think you may need this.

- How did you even find it?

- Magic,

which is funny because I think I was under a magician's spell.

Now it's broken because of pancakes.

- Well, welcome back.

And I promise we're not gonna screw this one up.

- Here you go. - [laughs]

- Let's go.

* *

[phone buzzes]

- Here. Okay.

- What're you doing here, huh? - [gasps]

- You think I'm a fucking idiot, hm?

[phone buzzes]

* *

- [grunts]

* *

Short answer?

Abso-fucking-lutely I do. [laughs]

* *

- I lost Jake.

- No, you didn't.

* *

- Jake, what's going on?

[tense music]

Jake, what are you-- - Shut up, shut up.

Coop, shut the fuck up.

You don't think I will? - Jake--

- Get the fuck out of my way.

* *

If I pull this trigger right now,

who do you think the cops are going to believe, huh?

* *

Me or Murder Club?

Addy?

- Jump.

- Ahh!

Ah, fuck! Ah, fuck!

- Addy?

- Run, come on! - Ow, shit!

- Run!

Just get the Xbox out of here!

- Addy!

* *

[dramatic music]

- Fuck.

[engine revving, tires screeching]

Fuck, come on, come on.

- How do you like my bike now, Jake?

Ahh! [bicycle bell rings]

- Addy!

Addy!

- Go on without me.

- You're hurt. I'm staying with you.

* *

- Addy!

Addy, Addy!

* *

- Come on!

- This way. Come on.

* *

- Ahh!

No!

* *

You know I know how to use this.

- Yeah.

Yeah, Jake, I know.

You always wanted to teach me. I never wanted to learn.

I hate guns.

I just never wanted to tell you

'cause I always so afraid of upsetting you.

* *

Not anymore.

* *

- You know this is your fault. Everything.

Simon would still be alive right now

if you just hadn't been a slut.

It's on you.

* *

None of this would've happened

if you would've just been loyal to me.

* *

I loved you, Addy.

I even give you a second chance and now?

Well, now look at us.

* *

- Really, Jake?

* *

- Can I just have my bag back?

Please.

[branch snaps] Hey.

Just drop it. Drop it.

Drop it!

* *

- Hey, friend.

Always looking out for me?

Just trying to break us apart, man.

So we wouldn't find out what you had done to us,

to me, your friend.

[somber music]

* *

- It's nothing against you, man.

I just wanted to get rid of the fucking genius

who really believed he could play me...

I'm sorry. My fingers.

And frame my lying, cheating girlfriend.

* *

It's a shame that nobody thought

that she was smart enough to come up

with a plan half as good as mine.

* *

So I had to go with plan B:

frame the most obvious suspect.

You just couldn't let go, could you, huh?

Could you? - Jake.

- Well, now you will.

* *

Give me the Xbox, babe.

Now!

* *

- Okay.

We'll do whatever you want us to do.

* *

- That's my girl.

* *

- Ahh!

- Ah, fuck! - Ahh!

- [grunts] - Ahh!

* *

[gunshot]

- Oh, my God!

- [grunts] Oh.

Oh...

[groans]

It'll dissolve as soon as you put it in water.

- How the fuck do I let you talk me into this?

- Are you bitching out again?

- Everything I've done to expose the liars and fakes,

and now I'm about to fake my own assassination attempt

after blackmailing

the only teacher I like in this damn place.

- Well, you could always just go home,

back to your boring fucking life,

wondering what if you had the guts

to actually go through with it.

* *

I dare you...

for the last time.

* *

- I'll see you on the other side.

- Simon?

- What, dumbass?

- [chuckles]

[zipper closes] See you on the other side.

* *

- [sobbing] Jake.

Jake, no.

No.

* *

- It's okay. It's okay.

- What now?

* *

- It's all bullshit, guys.

Okay.

So here's what the police want us to believe.

They want us to believe that during Jake's Halloween party,

he just decides to run away.

Why?

Because his girlfriend, the liar-in-chief,

said that she saw Simon's user name on his Xbox or something,

and when she confronted him about it,

he got all upset and nervous.

- He seemed really upset and nervous.

I don't know why.

- I mean, come on.

He was totally fine when I saw him.

And then--okay,

so I really wish I remembered the rest of the night.

That last strawberry daquiri will always be one

of the biggest regrets of my life.

- You talk to him again?

- That was the last time I saw him.

- So, yeah, he takes his car and his phone

and just disappears dressed as a fucking magician.

- So were you at Jake's party?

- I was at home that night. Where else would I have been?

- The police are even considering

dropping the charges against Nate

because conveniently enough, Jake left Simon's Xbox

in his room for the police to find.

- I didn't even know that Jake was into video games.

But if there's something in there,

you guys can find it, right?

- The police get access, and of course there are

the chats Simon recorded, basically a full confession.

Smells like a setup to me-- a Murder Club setup.

- This is all news to me.

- Just like that, everyone has just gone back

to their lives like nothing happened.

- Can I go back to class now?

- Have a good day.

- Jake is not a murderer.

And he most definitely is not a quitter.

He would've never fled to Mexico without telling me.

There are so many holes in the official truth

that the mainstream media are trying

to shove down our throats.

But we are not sheep. We are an army.

Because we just surpassed 20,000 followers.

And it's just the beginning.

So please make sure to tell everyone you know

to click the link in my bio, follow, and share.

- I called you on the burner phone yesterday.

It said the number didn't exist.

- You said we'd go back to normal.

[soft music]

We are not each other's normal.

* *

- * Welcome to my dark side, ooh-ooh-ooh *

* Ooh-ooh-ooh *

* Welcome to my dark side *

* It's gonna be a long night *

* Oh, la, la, la, la *

* Welcome to my darkness, I been here a while *

* Clouding up the sunlight, hurting for a smile *

* Or something *

* But something always turns into nothing *

* Oh, I'll drain your life *

* Till there's nothing left but your bloodshot eyes *

* Oh, I'll take my time *

- You ever gonna tell me what happened with Murder Club?

- * I feel inside *

- Don't call us that.

- * Welcome to my, ooh-ooh-ooh *

* Welcome to my dark side, ooh-ooh-ooh *

* Ooh-ooh-ooh *

* Welcome to my dark side *

[phone buzzes]

[tense music]

[phones buzzing]

[phone buzzes]

[bell rings]

* *

[phones buzzing]

* *

[Nessa Barrett's "i hope ur miserable until ur dead"]

- * I hope you never fall in love again *

* I hope you be yourself and lose your friends *

* I hope they call you out for shit you said *

* I hope you're miserable until you're dead *

* The damage is done *

* Moving on if I'm ready or not *

* But you drag me through mud, here I come now *

* I'm petty as fuck *

* I'm petty as fuck *

* I hope you're haunted by all your regrets *

* I hope they fuck you up inside your head *

* You know I don't forgive, I don't forget *

* I hope you're miserable until you're dead *

* I hope you never fall in love again *

* I hope you're miserable until you're dead *