¶
(upbeat music)
¶
(female singer) ¶ Hands up, that's the thing ¶
¶ You turn it up, turn it up ¶
¶ We got everything we need to have a good night ¶
¶ Lights out, turn this party upside down, upside down ¶
¶ We got everything we need to have a good night ¶
¶ We only want the good vibes ¶
¶ We're gonna party all night ¶
You coming?
(female vocalist) ¶ ...the good vibes ¶
¶ We're gonna party all night ¶
¶ We only want the good vibes ¶
¶ We're gonna party all night ¶
¶ We only want the good vibes ¶
¶ We're gonna party all night ¶
-Hi, Evelyn. -Hey.
(Lucy) Alex, college selection seminar at 1:00
in the guidance office.
-Don't forget. -I'll be there.
¶
I didn't see your name on the list for the seminar.
You got a special in with the guidance counselor
-or something? -Mom...
Besides, I already know where I'm applying.
Really? What's the lucky school?
Harvard, Princeton, Oxford?
Uh, CalArts.
-CalArts. -Yeah, is something wrong
-with that? -Nothing's wrong with CalArts.
You mean, nothing's wrong with CalArts for Breanna.
I didn't say that, I just think you should try
for the best school you can.
And with your grades and achievements,
that could be almost anywhere.
I wanna be with Breanna in LA.
Sweetie, I know it's been hard for you, making friends,
and I am so glad you met someone
you get along with so well like Breanna, but...
You don't understand.
I'll see you later!
(moody music)
¶
(teacher) So yesterday, we talked about
the two authors that I have listed here.
Would it be surprising to learn that both of these authors
are one person?
They're the exact same person.
Why would an author do something like this? Yes.
(Breanna) Hello.
(driving, punk-style music)
¶
(teacher) Evelyn, you're needed in the front office.
(collective "ooh!")
Okay, okay.
But--but yes, they are the exact same...
¶
(Ms. Walsh) Breanna McMillen!
Hello, Ms. Walsh.
Why aren't you in class?
Uh, I was actually just about to go,
-but I really have to-- -She's helping me!
College week, my mom needed help
posting more flyers,
and Breanna was nice enough to volunteer.
Well, keep it quiet.
Class is in session.
-Yeah, sorry, Ms. Walsh. -Sorry.
And drop a few by my class.
-I'm all out. -Yeah, yeah, of course.
¶
(Breanna) Come on!
(laughing)
(Evelyn) What--what's this?
A bike.
(Evelyn) If my mom finds out about...
...you lying about putting up flyers, you mean?
Let's go.
¶
(Evelyn) Let's go!
¶
(laughing)
¶
(female singer) ¶ Growing up and chasing stars ¶
¶ Looking down, we've come so far ¶
¶ You never know just where you'll go ¶
¶ Anything is possible ¶
¶ The world seems bright and beautiful ¶
¶ And everything is ours, you know ¶
¶ Weightless ¶
¶ I'm floating weightless ¶
¶ Take me on this roller coaster ride ¶
¶ Weightless ¶
(Evelyn) Where are you going?
(female singer) ¶ I'm feeling so weightless ¶
¶ We were made to fly ¶
(Evelyn) Bree, we can't!
(Breanna) Come on!
You can write about it in your diary.
(Evelyn) It's not a diary,
it's a memoir.
(female singer) ¶ Yeah, we were made to fly ¶
¶ Take me on this roller coaster ride ¶
(bright pop music)
(Breanna) Let's go!
(female singer) ¶ We were made to fly ¶
¶ Take me on this roller coaster ride ¶¶
(Breanna) So what's your memoir about?
(Evelyn) It's about you and me and the things we love.
Red roses and lipstick, movies, Hollywood.
-Norma Jean? -Of course!
(Breanna) There you go.
It's cool, right?
(water splashing)
-What's wrong? -I don't like heights.
(Breanna) Okay, that settles it, you're jumping.
Um, no.
Fear is an ugly emotion.
I'm not jumping.
We can do it together,
-take my hand. -No, I'm not jumping!
(Breanna) All right.
(Evelyn) What are you doing?
(Breanna) Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius,
and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous
than absolutely boring.
(tense music)
¶
(splash)
(Evelyn) Breanna!
Bree?
Breanna?
¶
Breanna!
¶
Bree?
¶
Bree...oh my God.
¶
Bree!
¶
Bree.
¶
Bree, Bree!
Oh my God, Bree!
Bree, Bree...
Bree?
(Evelyn screams)
-You shoulda seen your face! -I thought you were dead!
-I was kidding! -Why did you do that?
I--I guess I just wanted to see how far you'd go for me.
To see if you're really my best friend.
I'm sorry I scared you, okay?
I got you something.
¶
Here, you get the black.
Look at the back.
¶
-Help me put it on? -Mm-hm.
(soft, upbeat music)
¶
Let's never go back.
-Bree... -I'm serious.
We should go to LA now, today.
-We don't have to wait. -What are you talking about?
¶
Do you ever...
close your eyes and...
wish that everything were different?
(tender music)
¶
(knocking)
¶
Hey.
I thought I could help get you started on your packing.
Look, I know it's hard moving to a new city
for everybody.
(Breanna) Yeah. Thanks.
I remember from just two years ago.
But you got through it.
And you're doing better than ever.
Your grades are up and you're making new friends.
What's the point of making friends
when you'll just make us move again?
This is a really great opportunity for us.
No.
This is a really great opportunity for you.
(dark music)
¶
(Greg) I thought we were gonna try to work things out.
This isn't up for debate, Greg.
North Carolina Park Services are offering me
30 percent over what I make now
and I'll be a supervisor.
(Greg) And how about moving three states away?
How's your daughter gonna feel about that?
You do not get to act like you care about Breanna,
-not after what you did. -I never did anything!
I told you!
-Whatever Breanna told you-- -She wasn't the one who told me.
She even tried to cover for you.
Don't you think I know my own daughter
-better than that? -I think Breanna is very good
at convincing people to think and do what she wants,
and if she got someone to lie for her--
I said this wasn't up for debate.
It is over, Greg.
-But-- -Goodbye.
(sighs)
(eerie music)
¶
What are you doing?
-(shot) -(gasps)
¶
(crash)
-(shot) -(gasps)
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(Lucy) I bought unbleached cake flour.
Thought we could make those scones we saw
-on Battle of the Bakers. -Okay, great.
-That's pretty. -Oh, thanks.
Bree gave it to me.
Breanna?
¶
Breanna, what's wrong? Tell me what happened.
(Breanna) It's my mom she's--she's dead!
(Breanna sobs)
¶
(Lucy) Stay here, Evelyn.
¶
-Here you go, Breanna. -Thank you.
(Lucy) This is Detective Kent.
(Detective Kent) Okay, Breanna.
I'm gonna need you to go over your story with me
just one more time, okay?
Okay.
Um...
I got up about the usual time
and got ready for school,
and I went into the kitchen for breakfast,
and my mom wasn't there.
(Detective Kent) And at this time,
had you seen anything unusual?
No, just that it was quiet.
Mom always has the coffee going
before I come down, but...
this morning, there wasn't any,
-because... -I understand.
Then what happened?
I thought she overslept or something, so...
I went into her room, and that's when I found her.
I saw her on the floor
and I thought I could help her, but...
as soon as I touched her, I knew.
(Detective Kent) I know this isn't easy to hear,
but we know your mom was killed with tranquilizer darts,
and apparently, they were taken from her own work bag.
Were you home last night all night?
Yes.
And when was the last time you actually saw your mom?
Um...about 9:00?
(Detective Kent) Did you hear anything
after you saw your mom at 9:00?
No.
I had my headphones on and my music was up, I--
I didn't hear anything.
(Detective Kent) Okay.
Can you think of anyone, anyone at all,
that would want to hurt your mom?
Um...no.
Well...there's Greg, Greg Olson.
That's Mom's boyfriend-- or ex-boyfriend.
He was really mad when they broke up.
I heard them fighting.
Well, thank you, Breanna, you've been a really big help.
I'm sure you can use your rest.
Can you let my office know where she'll be staying?
I--I'm afraid not.
Your mom didn't fill out the emergency contact person
on your paperwork.
It's easy to miss,
especially when there's so much to fill out.
Who's your nearest relative?
You mean I can't stay here?
At the school?
No, I mean... I don't have any relatives.
-None at all? -My mom has a cousin,
Sarah-Louise, but...
I-I can't go to her.
She lives hours away and I hardly know her.
(Lucy) Do you have her number?
No.
(Detective Kent) Okay.
I'll contact Family Services.
They'll be able to set you up with a foster family
-or a group home-- -No! I can't go to foster care.
Ms. Hayden, please.
I-I can't go to a bunch of strangers, okay?
-Not now, please. -I'm sorry.
I'm afraid that foster care or a group home
is your only options.
No they're not!
You can stay with us.
(tender music)
(Detective Kent) I'm sure we can get you a temporary custody order
under the circumstances.
(Evelyn) Mom?
¶
(Lucy) Okay.
Um, at least until we find this cousin,
and then we will reassess things.
It'll be okay.
It'll be just like you talked about.
Best friends forever.
(Breanna) Forever and ever.
¶
(Lucy) You know where everything is, right?
I'm sure Evelyn can lend you some clothes.
(Breanna) Thank you, Ms. Hayden.
I don't wanna be any trouble.
(Lucy) Oh, Breanna, you're not.
Please never think that.
Hey, thank you for letting Bree stay here.
-You're the best. -I'm proud of you
for caring so much and being such a good friend.
Thanks.
I'll do everything I can for her.
(eerie music)
¶
(sobbing)
¶
(smacking)
¶
(doorbell rings)
(Lucy) Detective Kent!
Is everything all right?
Yeah, yeah, I just thought Breanna might need
a few things from home.
-Come on in. -Thank you.
(Lucy) Thank you, that's so thoughtful.
I had one of the female officers do the packing.
I don't have much of an idea what a teenage girl would need.
I'm surprised Breanna has anything left at home.
She spends so much time here
and the girls are always trading clothes.
-Well, here we go. -Thank you.
-Would you like to come in? -All right.
(Lucy laughs)
They seem close.
(Lucy) Ever since they met in summer school
a couple years ago.
Evelyn's always been shy and had trouble making friends,
but her issues got worse after her father passed away.
She missed quite a bit of school.
I'll bet they didn't have a lot of other college-track kids in
with the summer slackers, did they?
Just the two of them.
It's been that way ever since.
You didn't happen to find Breanna's mom's cell phone
at her house, did you?
Nah, it was smashed pretty bad.
I was hoping it would have her cousin's contact info.
Maybe Mindy's boyfriend might know?
I'd be happy to ask, if we can find him.
He seems to have taken off.
-Is that suspicious? -Mm-hm.
You don't think he'll come for Breanna?
We don't even know if he's our guy.
Look, whoever the killer is,
if he wanted Breanna, he could have done it last night.
I guess you're right.
I don't wanna take any more of your time.
Thank you again.
-I'll show you out? -Of course.
(Evelyn) ...get an apartment,
and it'll be right by the Hollywood sign, right?
It'll be just like you talked about.
It's perfect!
(Lucy) Hi, girls.
Breanna, Detective Kent had some of your things sent over.
He though you might need these.
(Breanna) Oh, thanks!
(Lucy) Breanna, do you know if your mom had an address book
or a planner, anything like that?
(Breanna) Uh, I don't know.
Maybe. Why?
I'm hoping it would have her cousin's number.
Do you know where she might have kept it?
Probably in her room, but I'm not sure.
Hey, Mom, we kinda need to be alone.
(Lucy) Okay.
Let me know if there's anything you girls need.
(Evelyn) Yeah. Thanks.
(soft music)
¶
-Anyways...yes, red walls. -Yes.
-Flowers, maybe. -Roses everywhere.
¶
(indistinct remarks)
(Breanna) Yeah, thank you.
¶
(Alex) Hi, Breanna.
I thought you might like these.
I'm sorry about your-- I mean...
I know what it's like.
Both of my parents are dead, too.
(Breanna) I didn't know.
Um...
Would you like to sit with us?
You sure?
(Breanna) Yeah.
Thanks.
(suspenseful music)
¶
They're really pretty, thank you.
(Alex) It was a long time ago.
¶
(car alarm beeps)
¶
"S" for Sarah-Louise.
¶
(thump, footsteps overhead)
Hello?
¶
Hello?
Is someone there?
-(thud) -(scream)
¶
(indistinct whispering)
¶
(Evelyn) I mean, she just called me
and she, like, sprained her ankle falling.
(indistinct chatter)
¶
-Mom. -Ms. Hayden.
Evie, take her bags.
(Lucy) You girls are sweet.
I'm fine.
The doctor said I can walk, as long as I don't overdo it.
God.
(kettle whistling)
(Breanna) Oh. The tea.
I just put it on.
Lemon and one sugar?
-Yes. -Okay.
(Evelyn) I should probably go help her.
Hold on.
-Mom-- -I'm sure Breanna can make tea
on her own just fine.
(kettle whistling)
What did you mean when you said,
"It will be just like you talked about" to Breanna?
You said it in my office
and I overheard you say it again yesterday.
(whistling subsides)
(Evelyn) So I'm not the only eavesdropper?
-It's no big deal. -Then you won't mind
telling me about it.
¶
I just meant it'll be like
when Bree talks about us rooming together at college.
Honey, we don't even know how long
she's gonna be staying with us.
Her cousin may want her to come stay with her.
-She lives hours away. -She's also her family.
I'm sure that's what her mom would have wanted.
Who cares what her mom would have wanted?
It's not like she was such a great mom anyways.
-Evelyn! -She was making Bree move away!
¶
(Lucy) You knew about that?
Why didn't you say anything?
(Evelyn) What's the point?
It's not like talking would have changed anything.
(Lucy) That's really mature of you I'm really--
(Evelyn) Okay, that's not the only thing she did.
She was always dating these gross, creepy guys,
like that Greg.
(Lucy) What was gross and creepy about Greg Olson?
Uh, he was always hanging around Bree,
trying to talk to her, wanting to touch her.
Like, totally hitting on her.
And when Mrs. McMillen found out,
that's when she broke up with him.
(Lucy) Look.
All I'm saying is let's not borrow trouble.
Breanna has suffered a big loss, and...
you have to expect big changes to come from that
sooner or later.
(Breanna) Here we are.
And I just baked some cookies.
Do you need a blanket?
-No, I'm-- -Evie, get the red afghan
-in the room. -It's really not necessary.
This is all very sweet,
but you don't have to do this.
(Breanna) But you've been so good
letting me stay here.
Well, I wanna think about something else,
even if just for a little while?
Is that all it is?
You can tell me.
My mom and I,
we had a fight the night she...
It was stupid, but...
I was so mad at her.
But now she's...
I feel so bad about it,
but there's nothing I can do,
because I-- I can't see her
or talk to her or anything.
Not ever again.
Breanna, your mom knows you love her,
no matter where she is.
And she knows you didn't mean anything you said in anger.
Your mom never stopped loving you.
Not even for a second.
(soft music)
¶
How do you know?
Because even if they don't like their actions,
moms always love their kids.
¶
You know I'm always here for you, okay?
-Thank you. -Yeah.
You know...
¶
(friend) Breanna, hey.
How are you holding up?
(Evelyn) She's okay.
Thanks for asking.
(friend) Okay.
(Breanna) What's up?
-Not much, how are you? -Good.
-What are you reading? -Oh, it's Huckleberry Finn.
(Breanna) Ooh!
(Lucy) I had a friend in college,
and every time she got a new boyfriend,
I wouldn't see her for two weeks.
But she always came back around,
and it always gave me a chance to meet some new people.
And Jenna Ryder is really friendly
and there's room at her table.
I'm not mad about that, it's just...
-Are you sure? -It's Alex Tyler.
He doesn't actually like her,
he's just using her to get attention,
to be popular.
-Sweetie, I don't think-- -I gotta go.
I'm gonna be late for class.
(indistinct chatter)
(knocking)
(Ms. Walsh) Lucy?
This came for you to the office.
(Lucy) Thank you.
I asked Breanna McMillen's last school to send over
her file.
I'm still looking for the contact info
for her mom's cousin.
Still nothing.
I guess it's hard to imagine that the worst
will ever actually happen.
-That's a pretty thick file. -You're right.
(suspenseful music)
-What is it? -It looks like Breanna
didn't change schools because they moved.
She was expelled.
She broke another student's nose.
I can't even...
Breanna McMillen's been in and out of my house
almost every day for the last year and a half.
I've never seen anything like this from her,
especially not anything violent.
Well, just goes to show,
you can never really know another person.
It says that her problem started after her dad died.
Maybe she just needed a fresh start.
I wouldn't be so sure about that.
I-I didn't just come here to play Pony Express.
There's something serious I need to talk to you about.
Breanna McMillen handed this in to Mr. Drew for English.
He showed it to me because he thought it was very good,
very insightful.
"Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness
has at its center Commander Kurtz,
a man driven by his environment and circumstances
to commit evil deeds."
He's right. I didn't realize she could write this well.
That's the problem. She can't.
¶
"Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness
has at its center Commander Kurtz,
a man driven by his environment and circumstances..."
I see.
I assigned that same book to my AP English class
last year.
I kept a copy of this because it was so good.
This was Evelyn's essay.
I haven't shown it to Mr. Drew yet.
I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt.
And Evelyn's worked so hard after her little bit of trouble.
Thank you.
I appreciate you coming to me first.
Will you just let me talk to the girls
and get their side of the story?
Yes, go ahead, I...
I know it hasn't been easy for you
raising Evelyn by yourself.
Especially when she struggled so much.
Thank you.
But I would get that Breanna out of your house.
It would be a shame if her bad influence
rubbed off on Evelyn.
¶
(tense music)
Who are you? What do you want?
I'm Greg Olson.
Hey!
Hey, stop!
I need to talk to you.
I need to--
(she grunts, he gasps)
Hey, I just wanna talk to you, that's it.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
Well, you're not really giving me much of a choice.
I didn't kill Mindy.
You're not doing a very good job of acting like an innocent man.
(Greg) I was home the night she was murdered.
I wanted to be with her, I loved her.
I would never hurt her, not ever.
(Lucy) Tell it to the police.
(Greg) You think the boyfriend-- ex-boyfriend--
isn't always the prime suspect?
Especially one who has a couple DUIs on his record?
What's to stop them from pinning it all on me,
go for an easy conviction, get the case off the books?
Make everyone look like a rock star...
except me.
How 'bout the truth?
That's what I'm hoping for.
I'm a victim here too.
I know what it looks like, but I'm a good guy.
(Lucy) Not a bad guy,
but you hit on your girlfriend's teenage daughter?
That little brat!
Is that what she told you?
I never did that.
The only time I ever touched her
was the day that I shook her hand when Mindy introduced us.
That's clearly not what Mindy thought.
Because Breanna lied.
She saw we were getting close and didn't want a stepdad.
(Lucy) Why wouldn't Breanna want a stepdad?
(Greg) I wasn't falling for her little lost girl act.
I wasn't gonna, you know, tolerate her manipulation
and lies.
Why are you telling me all this?
Mindy was killed with a hypodermic needle
filled with animal tranquilizer.
And her dart gun is missing.
And who had the most access to it?
So you think Breanna killed her own mother.
Tell that to the boys in blue.
Okay, you know what?
I just wanna make sure I get all this.
I wanna write this down, so.
(car alarm blaring)
(Greg) You little...
¶
(posh, jazzy music)
¶
-¶ Cat fighting ¶ -¶ Oh, what a maze ¶
¶ Tell me where, when does it end ¶
¶
(male singers) ¶ Cat fighting ¶
¶
¶ Cat fighting ¶
(female singer) ¶ Ooh, what a maze ¶
¶
¶ Cat fighting ¶
¶ Meow, meow ¶¶
Lay down and close your eyes.
Just do it.
Okay.
¶
(Breanna) Okay. On three, we'll open.
-Okay? -Okay.
(together) One, two, three.
(soft music)
(Evelyn) Wow.
It's perfect.
¶
(Lucy) Evelyn? Breanna?
-Do you like it? -Remember I told you our plan?
-It's the midnight sky. -Remember I told you
to hold off on redecorating?
-Evelyn, I was clear-- -Mom, it's my room.
Okay, we will address this later.
Breanna, something very serious has been brought to my attention
and we need to discuss it.
It's very serious, it's about your essay for Mr. Drew.
-What about it? -We know that
you didn't write it.
Not really.
-What? -Don't you realize
you could've gotten Evelyn into a lot of trouble?
Evelyn...what's she got to do with my essay?
Mr. Drew showed it to Mrs. Walsh
and she recognized it as one too similar
to one that she had received last year.
(Breanna) I don't understand what you're saying.
I haven't even turned in my essay yet.
-What? -I'm still working on it.
He gave me an extension until Monday, I...
I have my notes and my outline on my laptop.
Mr. Drew received this essay with your name on it.
I've never seen this before in my life.
(Lucy) Breanna, please don't try to lie and cover this up.
You're only going to make it worse.
(Breanna) I'm not lying.
Why don't you believe me?
I saw a copy of the records from your last school.
We know all about the fight and you getting expelled.
(Breanna) I didn't want anyone to know about that.
I knew they'd judge me for it.
It does make it very hard to believe you now,
especially when I have the proof in my own hands.
(Breanna) Okay, I got into some trouble.
But even at my old school, I never cheated,
-I would never do that. -It was me.
(Breanna) What?
I turned in the essay with Breanna's name on it.
I-I put it in his mailbox this morning,
but she didn't have anything to do with it,
-I swear. -Evie, what were you thinking?
I coulda got into so much trouble.
(Evelyn) But I didn't know Mr. Drew would show it to Ms. Walsh.
I was just trying to help.
You're my best friend.
Right? Best friends would do anything for each other.
(Lucy) I have a very hard time believing that you did this
entirely without prompting from Breanna.
(Breanna) See what you did?
Now everybody thinks I'm a liar and a cheat.
-But I did it for you-- -No.
I don't wanna hear it.
I can't believe you'd do this to me.
(ominous music)
-Evie... -Let her go.
She'll come back when she calms down.
(Breanna) You hate me now?
I don't hate you.
Even if Evelyn gets in trouble for trying to help me?
(Lucy sighs)
It's okay.
You're not my mom.
You don't have to love me
even when you don't love my actions.
Breanna, I just--
Can I get back to work now, please?
¶
(tapping at keyboard)
(tense music)
¶
Finally.
¶
(cell phone ringing)
Hello?
Hi, uh, you don't know me,
but my name's Lucy Hayden.
I-I'm looking for Mindy McMillen's cousin.
(Sarah-Louise) That's me. Why?
Is anything wrong?
(Lucy) Um, I'm afraid so.
Mindy's dead.
-She was murdered. -Oh, I can't believe this.
Breanna. Is Breanna okay?
(stammering)
She's fine. In fact,
she's staying with me and my daughter, Evelyn,
the girls are best friends, while we tried to reach you.
(Sarah-Louise) Tried to?
I don't understand.
Well, I'll text you the number of the detective
in charge of Mindy's case.
He'll be able to explain more to you than I can.
(Sarah-Louise) Thank you, and thank you for letting me know.
I'm sorry, I don't even know where it is that you live.
-Fort Pierce. -Oh.
That's only 90 minutes away.
I'd be happy to come to you to discuss everything with her.
-Would Sunday be too soon? -No, the sooner the better.
Thank you for taking care of Breanna.
-Poor child. -Again, I'm so sorry
for your loss.
Goodbye.
(creaking)
¶
Ow.
(panting)
¶
(grunting)
¶
(stammers)
Who's out there?
(stammers)
I'm gonna call the police.
¶
Oh, seriously?
Show yourself.
I'm calling the police.
-Hey, is everything okay? -Someone's out there.
(panting)
Get inside.
¶
It's probably just the neighbor's cat.
He cuts through the yard sometimes.
(Breanna) Ms. Hayden.
Did you get locked out?
I thought I heard knocking.
(Lucy) I'm sorry.
I'm really tired.
Um, it's been a long day,
we could all use some rest.
Hey.
Talk to you in the morning.
(door creaks open)
(Evelyn) Bree?
Can you forgive me?
(soft music)
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Yes. Of course.
It's been a terrible week.
A terrible, terrible week, okay?
-I'm so sorry. -No, of course.
I--I'm sorry too.
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You know you mean everything to me, right?
Best friends forever.
Forever and ever.
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(music grows tense)
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(sighs)
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(sighs)
(Evelyn) Oh, good, there's coffee.
Hold on.
You owe me a talk.
(Evelyn) Mom, Bree's coffee is gonna get cold,
-and she hates cold coffee. -Bree can make herself
some more coffee.
Do you realize how much trouble
you could have gotten into for that essay stunt?
What made you think of doing such a thing?
(Evelyn) Bree was really worried
about getting kicked off the college track.
She said she might not even be able
to get into state then.
So she asked you to help her.
No, it wasn't like that.
(Lucy) She didn't have to.
She knows how much going to college together means to you.
She just had to make you think there was a chance
she couldn't go and let you draw your own conclusions.
Mom, she didn't make me do anything.
(Lucy) Look, I know you think she's your friend,
but she is manipulating you.
You have to ask yourself if her words and actions
-are those of a true friend. -She didn't make me
do anything, I swear.
Fine. I believe you.
I'll--I'll tell Mr. Drew it was just a misunderstanding.
Breanna can turn in her essay on Monday.
And no more helping.
From here on out, Breanna has to do
all her work on her own.
Your future depends on this, Evelyn.
Okay, fine.
Can I go now?
(Lucy) Hey, can I have a hug first?
-Hey, what's up? -Oh, God!
(Evelyn) Oh, I'm sorry. Are you okay?
(Lucy) It is okay. I will just change my shirt.
Uh, I'll pick up some pizza for dinner tonight.
-See you girls tonight. -Thanks, Mom.
Oh, Bree doesn't like mushrooms.
(dry laugh)
(water running)
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(water draining)
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(door opens)
-Hey, Ms. Hayden. -Jenna.
What brings you into school on a Saturday?
(Jenna) Band practice for the spring musical.
I was hoping maybe Evelyn would reconsider
coming back this year.
We could really use an oboe player.
Our reed section is a little thin.
(Lucy) I think the girls decided against
the school musical this year,
but I'll be sure to bring up your invitation
-to Evelyn and Breanna. -Not Breanna.
I mean, we have a pianist already.
(Lucy) Okay, well, I will just tell Evelyn,
but if I were you I'd keep up the oboe search.
(Jenna) Do you know why Evelyn doesn't like us?
The other band kids, I mean.
Did we do something to offend her or something?
What? No. I'm sure that's not true.
What would make you ask that?
(Jenna) Last year, we kept asking her
to hang out and do stuff after rehearsals.
We invited Breanna, too, of course,
but they just wanted to be together.
Even if Breanna had something to do with her mom or whatever,
Evelyn wouldn't hang out with us.
-Did she say why not? -She said something like,
"Breanna wouldn't like it."
Well, I will bring this up to Evelyn,
and we'll just have to see if she'll reconsider
when things settle down a bit.
(Jenna) Thanks, Ms. Hayden.
(suspenseful music)
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(Lucy) Hello.
I come bearing pizza, mushroom-free.
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What are you doing out here?
Come on, don't tell me that Breanna changed her mind
-about mushrooms. -No.
-What's up? -Nothing.
Would that nothing be named Breanna?
(Evelyn) No.
(Lucy) Where is she?
(Evelyn) She's finishing her essay.
(Lucy) Good.
I'm glad she's taking it seriously.
Yeah, well, she would have been done by now
if she hadn't been gone all day.
(Lucy) Gone? Where'd she go?
I don't know.
She wouldn't tell me.
She wouldn't let me go with her either.
(Lucy) You know, even best friends need some time apart.
Jenna stopped by my office today
to see if maybe you wanted to join the band
for the school musical after all?
No, they just need an oboe player.
(Lucy) She said that, but she's also afraid
that you don't like her and the other band kids.
I think she really wants to be your friend.
Why don't you give her a chance?
I know that you still struggle
with your shyness and anxiety,
but you can talk to me.
And if you want, I can make you another appointment.
God, Mom, I don't want to talk to anybody, okay?
I don't need other friends, I have--I have Bree.
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(laughter)
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(Breanna) Nobody understands.
I couldn't tell anybody this.
-Ever. -Breanna?
(Breanna) Sh, I have to go.
(Lucy) Breanna, what are you doing up?
It's the middle of the night.
-I couldn't sleep. -Who are you talking to?
-No one. -Breanna.
-It's private. -That's not
an acceptable answer.
Evelyn said you were gone all day
without letting me know where you were.
(Breanna) I just went to the mall.
(Lucy) You still should have told me.
Let me see your phone.
(Breanna) No.
I don't have to show you.
You're not my mom.
I know.
But you're under my roof and I'm responsible for you.
That means that I get to set rules and boundaries,
including knowing who you're speaking to.
But I would never try to replace your mom.
(Breanna) Well, that's good.
What are moms good for anyway?
They jerk you around from place to place.
They date whoever they want.
Even if you hate them.
They don't care about how you feel
or what you need.
I never want a mom again.
I know that you're going through a hard time, but--
(Breanna) You don't know anything about me.
I'm glad you're not my mom.
-I wish I never had one. -Breanna!
Breanna.
(sighs)
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(sighs)
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(car lock beeps)
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(doorbell rings)
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(knocking)
Sarah-Louise?
It's Lucy Hayden.
(doorbell rings)
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(sighs)
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(grunts)
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Sarah-Louise?
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This was a wasted trip.
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(flies buzzing)
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(panting)
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Lucy?
Detective Kent, what are you doing here?
(Detective Kent) Well, they called me in
since the victim's connected to one of mine.
(Lucy) I just don't understand
why someone would do something like this.
(Detective Kent) Yeah, it's a hard thing to wrap your head around, but...
At least we know one thing.
Sarah-Louise wasn't killed by Greg Olson.
-How do you know that? -Well, 'cause he was in
my station when she died.
So you finally ran him down?
It's more like he came to his senses.
Walked in on his own.
And he doesn't look too good
for Mindy McMillen's death either.
Neighbor swears she saw him sleeping
in his living room with all the lights still on.
She was out walking her dog
right around the same time she died.
So we have no idea who killed Mindy either?
I--it's gotta be someone who knew about the dart gun,
someone who had access to it.
Unfortunately, a lot of people
knew about her work as a vet.
But did they know where she kept the gun?
What are you saying?
Excuse me, I'm gonna go see what they want.
I'll be back.
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(cell phone vibrating)
(Evelyn) Hey, Mom, where are you?
It's a long story, I'll tell you when I get home.
(Evelyn) Are you okay?
Maybe you should tell me now.
(siren wailing)
Was that a police siren?
(Lucy) I'll tell you when I get back.
Is Breanna there?
(Evelyn) Um, yeah, she's here.
She's working on her essay.
She would have had it done by now
if I could have just helped her a little bit.
(Lucy) Not now, Evelyn.
Put me on speaker.
(Evelyn) Okay.
(Lucy) Can you girls hear me?
This is very important.
I need you to lock the doors and stay in the house.
No going out, no guests over.
Don't even open the door, even if you know the person.
Especially you, Breanna, do you understand?
-Yes, Mom. -Yes, Ms. Hayden.
Good, I--
I don't mean to scare you girls,
but I need you to take this seriously.
I'll be home in about an hour and a half.
I love you girls.
-Love you. Bye. -Bye.
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(Breanna scoffs)
Your mom said she loved me.
Yeah, why wouldn't she?
(Breanna) She was so mad about the phone call last night.
Well, she gets mad all the time.
It never lasts.
(Breanna) Yeah, my mom was like that too.
Do you miss her?
(Breanna) Maybe that's why this essay is taking forever.
Maybe you need a study break.
We could make some popcorn and watch a movie.
Niagara or Don't Bother to Knock.
(Breanna) I--I really shouldn't.
It's due tomorrow and it has to be
at least as good as the one you turned in.
I could help you.
-I don't know. -Just with, like,
grammar and spellcheck.
That's not cheating.
That's something you can do online.
(Breanna) I guess that'd be okay.
Actually, I need you to do something for me first.
(Breanna) Anything.
Tell me where you were yesterday.
(Breanna sighs)
(Breanna) Why do you want to know that?
Because...
if we're best friends,
we should tell each other everything.
We can't keep secrets between us.
(Breanna) Okay, but you can't tell anyone.
-Ever. -Yeah, okay.
(Breanna) I mean it.
Especially not your mom.
(Evelyn) Cross my heart.
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(Breanna whispers)
(laughs)
Detective Kent?
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Detective?
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(lock clicks)
(panting)
Are you girls okay?
(Evelyn) Yeah, Mom, we're fine.
We'll be down in a second.
I'll wait down here for you.
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(repetitive rattling)
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What now?
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I swear, Evelyn,
if I find one more red lipstick
melted in this dryer.
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(shuddering gasps)
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(cell phone ringing)
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Hello?
Detective Kent, I just found a tranquilizer dart
in Breanna's clothes.
Evelyn said she went off by herself yesterday
and--and wouldn't say where she went,
but we know she knows where Sarah-Louise lives.
-That's not all. -What?
The neighbors reported seeing a strange car in the area
right around the same time Sarah-Louise was killed.
It matches Mindy's car.
Lucy, would--would Breanna have a key?
No, I--I borrowed Mindy's keys
when I went to grab her address book.
I have 'em right here.
They're not in my purse.
I just had them.
(stammers)
I caught Breanna making a phone call to someone last night,
and we got in an argument and she said--
she said she wished she never had a mom.
Here's what you're gonna do.
Call Child Protection Services and tell 'em
you're surrendering custody of Breanna immediately.
They'll send somebody to get her.
Evelyn's gonna be heartbroken.
Well, she'll have you to get her through it, okay?
Call me if you need anything.
(Lucy) Okay, thank you.
(panting)
Hi, I am looking for Child Protection Services.
I need to surrender my temporary custody
of a minor.
Her name's Breanna McMillen.
Do you have her file?
Okay, good.
How soon can you send someone to pick her up?
Okay, great.
Thank you so much. Yes, I--
-Mom, what are you doing? -Evelyn, I'm sorry.
But she cannot stay here.
I know how much you care about her,
but it is not safe.
(kettle whistling)
Evelyn, you have to trust me here.
I have your best interest in heart.
-Sweetie, it's not safe. -Not safe, not safe.
Mom, what are you talking about?
Why did you make us stay inside?
Hi.
(Lucy) Breanna.
Hi.
Your tea's ready.
(Lucy) Thank you.
(Evelyn) We were just talking about you, actually.
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All good things?
(Lucy) Yes, of course.
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(inaudible exchange)
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(laughs)
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Care to share?
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(knife slices through apple)
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-Ow! -Bree!
Are you okay?
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Mm-hm.
(laughs)
It's not that deep.
(Lucy) Looks like you need a Band-Aid.
-Here, I'll help. -Nope. Breanna's got it.
The Band-Aids are in the bathroom medicine cabinet,
top shelf.
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Breanna.
The knife.
(chuckles)
Right, here you go.
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Mindy's cousin is dead.
That's why you made us stay inside?
That doesn't mean someone wants to kill Breanna.
Who would want to kill Breanna?
(Lucy) That's not what I mean.
There are signs, evidence even,
that Breanna might be involved.
No.
No, Bree wouldn't kill anybody.
(Lucy) I don't know that.
She might be sick, she might need help,
but if she's dangerous, she can't stay here.
(Evelyn) We can't send her away, not now.
Not after everything we've been through.
(Lucy) I'm sorry, I know this is hard, but I need to keep you safe.
You are the most important thing in the world to me.
(Evelyn) You can't do this! You know what she means to me!
We're best friends.
I'm--I'm nothing without her.
(Lucy) She's made you feel that way so she can use you.
(Evelyn) No.
If she's going, I'm going too.
(Lucy) Evelyn, she is not your friend.
(Evelyn) You're wrong.
She's my best friend forever.
Forever and ever.
Bree!
(sobbing)
(Lucy) It's gonna be okay, okay?
Evelyn.
(sobbing)
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(sighs)
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(Evelyn panting)
(Lucy) Hey.
CPS is gonna be here soon, so I'm gonna go help Breanna
-gather up her things. -No, I should be the one
-to tell her. -Nope.
-You're gonna stay here. -No, she's my friend.
(Lucy) Stay here.
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(grunts)
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(knocks)
Breanna, are you okay?
I need to talk to you.
(knocks)
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Where is she? Where'd she go?
(Lucy) "Dear Ms. Hayden, I didn't tell you
how to contact my mom's cousin
because I wanted to stay with you and Evelyn
and not have to move away and start over again.
You said you loved me, but now you're sending me away.
I was right about never wanting a mom again.
I'm leaving. You'll never see me again.
Breanna."
(Evelyn) Sh--she's gone?
(Lucy) I'll have to call CPS and the police.
They're gonna go have to look for her.
She--she left me?
No, I don't believe it.
We're best friends, she said so.
(Lucy) Evelyn.
(Evelyn) This is all your fault.
(Lucy) What? No.
I'm never gonna see my best friend again because of you!
I need her! I'm nothing without her.
-Evelyn, it's gonna be-- -No!
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-Evelyn. -I'm sorry.
(Lucy) Evelyn. Evelyn, we need to talk about this.
-It won't happen again. -No, I don't care about that.
-I need to be alone right now. -I don't think that's a good--
(Evelyn) I need to be alone!
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(Lucy) Okay, well, I have some calls to make.
You promise me you're gonna be okay?
And do you promise you're gonna stay in this room?
I'll be fine.
(Lucy) Give me your phone.
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(door slams)
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(Breanna) Hey, there's gonna be a little change of plans.
Is that okay?
(Alex) Yeah.
Sure, sure, whatever you need.
Hey.
Yesterday was really amazing.
I, um, I've never done that before.
(Breanna) It--yeah, it was-- it was amazing.
And I haven't either.
Ever.
So...
(Alex) I love you.
(Breanna) Don't say that.
Please.
-But what I-- -Just...don't.
Okay?
Everyone that says they love me leaves me.
Or they die.
(Alex) Okay.
Yeah, yeah, whatever you want.
(Breanna) We need to get to Long Leaf Drive.
(Alex) No problem.
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(sighs)
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She needs time.
Just give her time.
(engine humming)
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(door alarm ringing)
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(sighs)
What's going on in that head of yours?
(loud bang, Lucy gasps)
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Hello?
Who's out there?
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(Detective Kent) Lucy, it's Detective Kent, let me in.
(knocking)
Lucy?
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(lock clicks)
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(Lucy) Detective Kent, what is it? Did you find Breanna?
(Detective Kent) No, but we found a boy from her high school.
His name is Alex.
Alex Tyler?
(Detective Kent) Yeah, he's dead.
And we found this in his hand.
(Lucy) I didn't want to believe it, but...
(Detective Kent) It's worse than that. Turn it over.
(Lucy) Th--this is Evelyn's pendant.
Evelyn never takes it off.
-Yeah. Where is she now? -She's upstairs.
We had a fight and-- oh God.
(panting)
Evelyn?
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(knocking)
Evelyn? Evelyn?
Are you in there? Open this door!
(Detective Kent) Here, let me.
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(Lucy) I would have seen her if she left.
I've--I've had her phone the whole time.
Been downstairs the whole time and--
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(Detective Kent) She could have used the email app on the computer.
She must have gone over the railing.
(Lucy) Yeah.
It's a straight drop.
Evelyn's terrified of heights.
(Detective Kent) Well, she must have really wanted to go to Breanna.
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(Lucy) So, Breanna enticed Evelyn out to kidnap her?
But why? I don't understand.
(Detective Kent) I don't know either.
All I know is, Alex's car is missing,
presume Breanna took it.
Lucy, do you have any idea where they could be?
I don't know. I mean...
Breanna could have tried to go home.
(Detective Kent) I already sent people over there.
Said the place was dark.
There's no sign of anybody.
Look, we'll keep everybody updated
and we'll keep looking, okay?
-I'm going out, too. -No, you're not.
Breanna is disturbed, a very dangerous girl.
(Lucy) I can't just sit here and wait.
(Detective Kent) I'm sorry, it's too dangerous.
You need to stay here and let us handle this.
You'll call me as soon as you hear anything.
(Detective Kent) Yeah, I will.
(Lucy) Thank you, Detective.
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(lock clicks)
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(car lock beeps)
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(panting)
Breanna!
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(Detective Kent's voice) Detective Kent, leave a message.
Detective Kent, I'm at the McMillens'.
I drove by and the lights are on.
I think that Breanna is here.
Please.
Please hurry.
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Breanna?
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Breanna?
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(grunts)
(panting)
(shrieks)
Evelyn, Evelyn, Evelyn.
Evelyn, I'm gonna get you out of here, sweetie,
don't worry.
Don't worry, don't worry!
I'm gonna get you out of here.
Breanna!
Breanna, you don't have to do this!
What? What?
-What happened? -I'm covered in gasoline.
We have to get out of here.
(Lucy) I don't under--what happened?
I don't understand.
(Breanna) I don't know.
Evie messaged me on the app and said
she figured out a way I didn't have to go
and needed to see me,
so I had Alex take me to where she said to meet.
She was so mad I was with him, she shot him.
(Lucy) What? I--I don't know.
How could--how could she do this?
(Breanna) I don't know.
(Evelyn) It takes a smart brunette to play a dumb blonde.
(Lucy) Evelyn!
You can't be here.
You shouldn't be here.
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(Lucy) I know that you're scared, sweetie.
I just--I want to help you.
Put that down.
(Evelyn) You don't want to help me.
You want to keep us apart.
You and everyone wants to keep us apart.
Ms. McMillen and then Sarah-Louise
and then Alex and now you.
I just want you to be happy, sweetie.
(Evelyn) If you wanted me to be happy,
you wouldn't try to take Bree from me.
I need her. I'm nothing without her.
Nothing!
Bree.
(whimpering)
I'll make sure that we'll never be apart ever again.
It'll be like you always talked about.
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Evie, please don't do this.
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With the clouds all around and...
and the stars up above.
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First you and then me.
And then we'll always be together.
(Lucy) What--what are you saying?
(Evelyn) It's just like you always said, Bree.
We are all of us stars.
We deserve to twinkle.
(whimpering)
Best friends.
Forever and ever.
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(Lucy) Evelyn, no!
(grunting)
(loud thud, grunt)
(whimpering, panting)
(Lucy) Evelyn.
(Breanna) I never wanted any of this.
(Lucy) I know, I'm sorry I thought it was you.
I have been so blind.
I should have known, I should have seen.
-I didn't see it either. -Lucy!
Lucy, are you okay?
(Lucy) It was Evelyn-- she confessed.
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(Detective Kent) She's alive.
Call for an ambulance right now.
(Breanna) It's gonna be okay, Evie.
(Lucy) We're gonna get you all the help you need.
I promise.
(sniffling, whimpering)
It's okay.
It's gonna be okay.
(melancholic music)
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Excuse me, do you know where I can find Evelyn Hayden?
(nurse) I believe she's over there.
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(Lucy) The doctors say you're doing really well.
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Seems like you've made a lot of friends.
(Evelyn) Oh, but I'm not--I mean, I--
I like them all the same.
Except maybe Tyler.
-You like Tyler more? -No, less.
He--he can be annoying, but only sometimes.
I think that's more than fair.
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I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I--
I did such terrible things.
And I don't even-- I didn't even want to, really,
I just--I don't-- I don't know why I did.
(Lucy) I'm sorry too.
I should have known.
I should have seen it. I don't know how I missed it.
I guess I just wanted to think that...
But I should have made you get help.
And I know now I'm gonna do everything
I can to help you.
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I'm still here for you
and I still love you just the same.
(Evelyn) How?
(stammers)
After everything I did.
(Lucy) Moms always love their kids.
Always.
(sobbing)
-I'm sorry. -Oh, sweetie.
(Evelyn) I'm sorry.
(Lucy) I'm sorry too.
-I love you. -I love you.
(Lucy sighs)
-It's gonna be okay. -I'm sorry.
(sniffling)
(Lucy) I love you.
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(Breanna) So what do you want to do?
(Jenna) Um, let's go ride bikes.
-Yes. -Yeah?
(Breanna) Oh, I'll be right back.
Hi.
Uh, how's Evelyn doing?
(Lucy) She's doing better, much better.
The doctors are really pleased with her progress.
That's good.
Um...
I can't help but feel like part of this was my fault.
(Lucy) You can't blame yourself.
Evelyn's disorder progressed incredibly quickly,
turning a normal friendship into an obsession
in a matter of weeks, maybe even days.
They--they said we couldn't have expected
or predicted any of this.
(Breanna) Thank you.
I--I think I really needed to hear that.
I better go, but I'll see you later, okay?
Thank you for everything.
I got you something.
(Jenna) What is it?
(Breanna) You're gonna really like it.
-Show me! -Okay.
(Jenna) Oh my gosh, Breanna.
It's perfect.
-I love it so much. -You like it?
(Jenna) It's my favorite colors.
(Breanna) I know, I know you.
(Jenna) Thank you.
This is so sweet.
(Breanna) Of course.
(eerie music)
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