[Bebe Rexha and David Guetta's "I'm Good [Blue]"]
♪
[crowd cheering, chanting]
♪
- ♪ 'Cause I'm good, yeah, I'm feeling all right ♪
♪ Baby, I'ma have the best freakin' night of my life ♪
♪
[cheering continues on computer]
[door opens] - Phoebe, it's Spirit Week.
What do they say about all work and no play?
[laughs]
- Um, people who prioritize achievement over enjoyment
tend to report more stress.
At least that's what Dr. Hanel says about the subject.
- Now, I wanted to thank you for covering my intro class
these past two weeks.
- Of course.
I mean, you're welcome. [chuckles]
- Now, after a period of reflection,
I've come to a decision.
To protect this department from a prolonged investigation,
I'm resigning.
- I'm--I'm sorry to hear that.
- Thank you.
But, unfortunately,
that means the Armitage Grant won't be renewed.
Last in means first out.
Now, we can't afford to keep you on, Phoebe,
effective immediately.
Now, I heard you put in a few applications in my absence.
Now, that's understandable.
You're--what, you're looking for your--
How many research positions have you had?
- Uh, t-third. This will be my third.
- That's quite a bit of department shuffling.
People value loyalty...
especially from their team.
[dramatic music]
But I'm sure you'll find a third professor
to take you on and sign off on your PhD.
After all, you have such impeccable ethics.
[door closes]
- [breathes shakily]
♪
[electronic music]
- ♪ I need to party
[all cheering]
- ♪ I need to party
♪ I need to party
[tense music]
♪
[engine turning over]
[all cheering, shouting]
- Oh, my God! - Someone jumped!
[all shouting]
[dramatic music]
- My God. - She fell. Is she dead?
♪
- Madame Chair.
- I'm assuming you know what happened last night.
- Kenzie Williams.
I couldn't believe it when I heard.
- You knew her? - Hmm, not well.
She came by during my office hours
a couple times last semester to discuss a project.
Her family and her friends, they must be devastated.
- Every suicide is tragic.
But now there have been three students just this quarter.
- And you're concerned about a contagion?
- It happens on college campuses.
One inspires another and another.
The board is assembling a crisis-response team.
We would love your help.
- I will do everything I can, Emelia.
- Oh, and one more thing--
about Simon, I know you often involve your RAs
in your investigative work. - Mm.
- But maybe keep my son out of this one.
♪
- Of course.
- Thank you.
- Hmm.
- It smells like Chanel No. 5 and brimstone.
Was my mother here? - Um, she was.
The board is afraid that we're looking at a suicide contagion.
They're determined to prevent any more loss of life.
- And she wants to protect the university's reputation.
- What do you need us to do?
- Simon, I need you to finish data entry
on last week's experiment
on caloric intake and cognitive function.
Rizwan, you and I-- - Professor, I--
Sorry for interrupting,
but, respectfully, I'd like to be a part of this assignment.
- I think it might be best for you to sit this one out,
considering your brother's accident.
- Did my mother order you to bench me?
- She requested it.
- Respectfully, I'm requesting the opposite.
♪
- Okay.
Then we start by determining
if these deaths influenced one another.
Contagions affect people who are
geographically, socially,
and psychologically close to the deceased.
- All three students died on campus.
That's geographic closeness.
I can check their socials, see if they were connected.
- And I'm gonna talk to the family,
get mental-health history.
- Suicide isn't something you catch.
There's a structural component.
It could be the result of a shrunken hippocampus,
nonstandard neurotransmitters-- - Sure, but--
- It's biology plus high stress.
That's what causes a person to reach a point
where suicide becomes likely,
not finding out your Facebook friend jumped off a roof.
- Rizwan, can you get my notes from the printer?
♪
Simon, you all right?
- Of course. Why wouldn't I be?
- Maybe it's not a good idea for you to be involved in this.
- Professor, I really want to be.
- [sighs]
♪
- Okay.
Some suicides can't be prevented, but many can.
I need you both to do some research
on evidence-based strategies and best practices.
I need to talk to Kenzie's father.
♪
I'm so sorry, Norris.
- [sighs] Kenzie's mom died when she was 13...
kidney failure while waiting for a transplant.
I had no idea how to be a girl dad.
♪
Maybe that's why she was drawn to that sorority.
- Lots of students seek out...
pseudo family bonds in Greek life.
It doesn't mean you were anything less than a great dad.
- Yeah, well...
♪
Me and Kenzie, we, uh-- we pulled through it together.
Kenzie turned her grief into purpose.
She started volunteering at the Wylton Hospital.
She even started working on this ballot initiative
to increase organ-donor sign-ups.
- That's how I met your daughter.
She wanted to know about my study
on the psychology of donating.
In most states, you have to opt in for organ donation.
The default is to not donate.
Turns out one of the easiest ways to get more sign-ups
is to make the default donating.
- Wait a minute.
Wait a minute. You're that professor?
Oh, man.
Kenzie talked about you all the time.
- Her research into transplant waiting times
and gathering petition signatures...
I found it very inspiring.
- And she was almost done, too.
Yeah, last week, she, uh-- she dropped off a box of files
at my place because she was running out of room
at the sorority house. - She was about to finish?
- Oh, yeah, she had almost all of her signatures.
She was gonna submit the petition next month.
I looked into it.
The warning signs, the risk factors--
I didn't see anything.
♪
[voice breaking] I don't understand.
Why would Kenzie end her own life?
♪
- No note, no history of depression,
no alcohol and drugs, according to the toxicology report.
Her dad said she had a recent breakup,
but it was Kenzie's choice, and she felt good about it.
- Maybe she didn't tell him everything.
- But it's more than that.
Abandoning a big, meaningful project
like a ballot initiative
right when she was about to complete it--
Kenzie had a goal, a purpose that was fulfilling her.
Her manner of death contradicts that.
- I hear you.
But Wylton University is not our jurisdiction,
and the local police already closed it as a suicide.
- That's because two students recently died
in a similar manner-- it's confirmation bias.
- What do you want me to do, Alec?
- I would like your unofficial help taking another look
at Kenzie's death.
- I want to help.
But you were the one that taught me
every data set has its outliers.
People like Kenzie do take their own lives.
They may not want to burden people with their pain,
so they carry it themselves
until they can't take it anymore, right?
- Of course it happens.
It's possible that my personal connection with Kenzie
is leading to some bias on my part.
But for something that's important, I need to be sure,
and so does her father.
- Okay.
Where do we start?
[knocking on door]
- Hey. - Hey.
Um, I was on my way home, thought I'd swing by,
pick Alec's brain about Duke's psych department.
- Oh, Alec isn't here. He's at the FBI with Marisa.
- Well, in that case, maybe I could ask for your help
with something else? - Hit me.
- Okay, so research suggests this color gray...
[door closes] Makes you look smart.
But this makes you more likable.
So do I want to look smart, or do I want people to like me?
- Research suggests you asked the wrong girl
about business casual.
Let me see them on. - Okay.
- Okay, yeah, that's... gray.
I think it needs a little something.
- I have an interview with Duke this week.
Um, they're the only school who scheduled a meeting with me.
- Oh, what about Alec?
- After I left the institute, I can't just ask to come back.
How flighty would that look?
Besides, he already filled my position.
- How about this? - Oh, yeah.
[both chuckle] Thanks.
- Mm-hmm.
- Alec, the physics don't add up.
If she jumped, she would have landed here,
closer to the base of the tower.
But instead, she landed further away.
- So she left the roof with momentum?
- Exactly-- speed increases momentum,
but there's not enough space here to get a running start.
And even if she did, this would have stopped her.
- So that leaves one explanation--force.
- It doesn't look like Kenzie jumped.
It looks like she was pushed,
which means...
[sighs] Kenzie was murdered.
[soft music]
♪
[indistinct chatter]
- This is really something. - It is. That's a problem.
Vigils can actually romanticize suicide and fuel a contagion.
- That's why Wylton prohibited them on campus.
- But off campus is another story.
So, uh, look, I just wanted to apologize about earlier.
Um, that stuff with my mom was...
Well, you know, my brother...
- What about your brother? - Oh.
You don't know?
♪
Uh, Gregory Wylton, heir to the Wylton fortune,
dies after an inebriated fall at his namesake university
in a fraternity stunt gone awry.
- Your brother died...
on campus?
I-I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
I just--I don't want you or the professor
to tiptoe around me because of that.
Cool? [chuckles]
- Yeah. - All right.
- I spoke to the clock tower's
underground parking-lot attendant.
Pulled the camera footage, too.
- Did you find anything?
- Kenzie and whoever pushed her snuck inside
and dodged all the cameras.
- So we're looking for somebody that's strong enough
to push this young woman over the ledge,
has access to the clock tower, and knowledge of the cameras?
- Professor Mercer, hi.
I'm Tegan, one of Kenzie's Gamma Rho Beta sisters.
- You're encouraging people to opt in on organ donations?
That's a meaningful way to honor Kenzie.
The two of us have already registered, though.
- Oh.
- You're Kenzie's sorority sister?
- She was my big.
Even took me with her to volunteer at the hospital
a couple times.
I looked up to Kenzie,
but I guess...
you never know what someone's really going through.
- Phillip, are you okay?
- Go to hell, all of you!
- Hey, calm down. - No, stop.
- Who is that? - Phillip.
He's on the wrestling team, and he's Kenzie's ex.
- I heard she had a recent breakup.
- Might not have been a bad idea.
[dramatic music]
♪
Something tells me questioning Phillip
is not a good idea right now.
- Wait here.
[indistinct chatter]
- Let me guess...
another expert the university is paying
to make us all feel better.
I'm not interested.
- Hi, Phillip.
- [sniffles] - Dr. Mercer.
- [grunts softly] It's you, yeah.
I tried getting into your classes a couple times,
but they always, uh, filled up too fast.
- Mm.
- Look, if this is about Kenzie, I--
- Ooh! [groans]
- Want me to get that for you? - I'd appreciate it. Thanks.
[dramatic music]
♪
- I got it.
- [sighs] Thanks.
But you're right--the university did ask me to help.
But if anyone's an expert on Kenzie,
it's you.
I saw you at the vigil.
- After what the Gamma Rhos put Kenzie through...
I couldn't stand to see them sad fishing.
- Behavioral scientists call it sympathy mining, but same idea.
But what exactly did the Gamma Rhos put Kenzie through?
- They bugged her about everything--
me, her grades, her clothes.
You ever heard of the two-out-of-three rule?
- Mm.
- When a sister leaves the house,
they have to meet two out of three conditions--
cute hair, cute makeup, cute outfit.
During finals, Kenzie ran to class in sweatpants
and wet hair, and they fined her.
Kenzie couldn't afford to drop a grand
on dresses and handbags, and I begged her to report them.
Maybe she finally took my advice.
- How so?
- Couple days ago, she DM'd me,
asked me to hold on to something
she clearly didn't want to keep
at her own sorority house anymore.
And I bet you it was a formal complaint or something.
- You never looked at it? - She never gave it to me.
She bailed on our meet-up,
and the next thing I know, I'm at the bonfire,
and she jumps off the clock tower.
- [sighs]
- I'm telling you--
the Gamma Rhos drove her to do t.
- What was that business with the pen?
- Benjamin Franklin effect.
When you perform a favor for someone,
you start to like them more.
It's your brain's way of justifying doing a favor.
Phillip said he was at the bonfire.
I think we need to pay a visit to Gamma Rho Beta.
- Did he blame the sorority for Kenzie's death?
- Yes.
- [groans] I don't know.
I can't imagine a Gamma Rho pushing a struggling Kenzie
off of the roof.
- Squeeze those knees for RushTok.
- They seem pretty capable. - Let's go!
- Sisters are stronger together.
Whoo!
- Gamma Rho Beta! - Yes!
- Phillip might have had a point.
They do seem intense.
- That's just your anti-Greek bias talking.
- Is that a scientific term? - It should be.
Sororities are philanthropic, and they form bonds for life.
The Gamma Rhos encouraged Kenzie to dump Phillip.
That might have been a good thing.
Sorority sisters look out for each other.
- Just like you and your sorors looked out for each other.
- Pledging AKA was one of the best things
that I ever did.
- They kept you out of trouble.
- Sororities always get a bad rap,
but we do a lot of good.
[all cheering]
[upbeat music fades]
- Thank you so much, Professor Mercer,
for checking in on us.
We all loved Kenzie, and it's been a pretty tough week.
But whatever we can do to help. - Anyone hungry?
Fresh out of the oven.
- My friend Marisa here is trying to put together
a timeline of Kenzie's last hours.
- Oh, the police already asked us about all that.
- Yes, but knowing as much as possible
helps those closest to her process their grief, so...
- Can anyone share anything about the night Kenzie died?
- Well, she came home
from her volunteer shift at the hospital,
and then she dyed a streak of Wylton Red in her hair
for Spirit Week
and then went up to her room,
and we were still getting ready for the bonfire
when we heard about what happened.
- And when did Kenzie leave?
- Um...
♪
- No one saw her leave?
♪
- You ladies are at the top
of Wylton's social pecking order,
and you won the Panhellenic Excellence Award
three years in a row-- impressive.
But it also sounds like a lot of pressure.
- Yeah, sorority life isn't for everyone.
And you all have the highest average GPA
of all the Greek houses on campus.
- Hmm. - That can't be easy.
- Sure, Kenzie was stressed.
You know, she had just broken up with Phillip.
Midterms were coming up,
and she worked long hours at the hospital.
So we were all trying to really help her.
- Help how?
- Oh, you know, just studying together
and picking up the slack on house chores--
stuff like that.
- Just trying to be a good friend?
- Exactly.
- Do you mind if I take a look at Kenzie's room upstairs?
- Oh, um, Gamma Rhos only--
house rules, unfortunately.
- Well, Summer, my house letters are FBI, so...
- And I'm pre-law.
So, unless you have a warrant, you're not going upstairs.
[chuckles]
[quirky music]
♪
- Those girls are definitely hiding something.
- Mm-hmm.
- So you think the Gamma Rhos killed Kenzie?
- Icing out the FBI-- that's bold.
- If you think about it, frats and sororities are simply
the modern evolution of clans. - Right.
But in a gorilla troop, we're talking about first dibs
on a banana or potential mates.
- What I'm saying is that caveman part of our brains
still believes that membership in the clan
is essential to our survival.
That's why these sisters
have been silently sticking together,
even in the face of law enforcement.
- Right.
So how do we encourage one of them to break from the group
and talk to us?
[quirky music]
♪
[indistinct chatter]
- Emelia, I need you to hold off
issuing the university's press release.
- Why?
- Kenzie's death wasn't like the others.
- Well, police confirmed it was a suicide.
- Eh, but it wasn't.
Saying Kenzie took her own life could spark a contagion,
which you've asked me to stop.
Students could die.
- I am getting a lot of pressure, Alec.
People think we are trying to sweep this under the rug.
Wylton has to speak to what happened.
- That means we need to know what happened, right?
- All right, I will try and stall it.
But we don't have a lot of time.
[cell phone ringing]
- Rizwan.
How'd the experiment go this morning?
- Hi, Professor. So, to determine a way
to pierce the Gamma Rhos' silence,
we ran a variation of Asch's Conformity Experiment.
We paid an audience of shills to say
that a player was in bounds when he was obviously out.
- Remember, if his foot is touching or over the white,
he's out.
So, Wildcats, tell me-- in or out?
- After the shills claimed it was in,
our test subject felt pressure to do the same,
proving that most of us sway to the dominant belief
of the group,
even if we know it's wrong.
Once removed from the group...
she reported the correct answer.
- In or out?
- We reran it with multiple variables
to determine the profile of who we might be able to turn.
♪
In our trials, about 19% of test subjects
went against the herd in the group setting.
- The number jumped to 30% once we isolated the subject.
- Change of scenery hinting at authority--
in this case, your office-- increased the odds, too.
- I can work with that.
Did you find any traits indicating someone
more likely to break rank? - So that's the bad news.
Based on our trials,
young women are the strongest conformists of all.
And if a member of a group holds high social status,
conformity skyrockets.
- Our best hope would be to find
a lower-income Gamma Rho in her 40s or 50s...
which means we're screwed.
- Oh, not necessarily.
♪
- Professor, did I miss the lecture?
- Ah.
The idea is to get our subject outside of Gamma Rho
with a different kind of authority figure
that might help her open up.
That's the hope, anyway. - Ah.
- So how'd the search warrant go?
- Kenzie's room was clean, too clean.
And the lock on the drawer was broken.
I think that they took whatever she had in there.
- Mm.
[dramatic music]
Thanks for meeting us, Cathy.
- We wanted to ask you about the night of Kenzie's death.
- It was the usual.
The girls were getting ready.
They were listening to their music,
and then they all went to the bonfire party.
- Did you say they went to the bonfire?
- I-I heard them get in the car.
I-I tried to stop Summer, but they were in a hurry.
- Was Kenzie with them? - Oh...
I-I can't be sure, but, um...
She was the last one out of the house.
- You said you tried to stop her.
Why?
- Because they were drinking. Am I right?
♪
- I-I didn't see it, of course, but I-I suspected.
- Aren't you required to report that?
- Those girls, they're like family to me.
I couldn't turn them in
any more than I could turn in my own kids.
And besides, Summer was sober as a judge, and that--
that eased my worries. - Why is that?
- Because she was the one driving.
♪
- Your car was extremely clean...
almost as clean as Kenzie's room.
- Cleanliness is a Gamma Rho tenant.
- But you missed something.
We found a strand of red-dyed hair
in your car.
- So? - So we tested it.
It was Kenzie's.
Based on your timeline,
before Kenzie fell from the clock tower...
she was in your car with you.
Nothing to say?
Let me tell you what I see...
what a court of law would see.
You and your sorority sisters drove up to the clock tower.
You snuck your way up to the top,
and then you killed Kenzie.
- Wait, what?
Okay, we--we pushed Kenzie off the clock tower,
but I swear we didn't kill her.
[dramatic music]
♪
- We were pre-gaming for the bonfire party,
and I went to go get Kenzie.
Kenzie? Kenzie?
And she was dead.
Her lips were blue.
And I wanted to call 911.
But then her roommate walked in and then our treasurer.
And she said that it looked like an OD.
- Are you insane? Don't call 911.
- Why? What am I supposed to do?
We started panicking.
And, of course, why wouldn't we be panicked when Kenzie was--
was dead and--
[sighs]
- She was worried about getting in trouble
because of the drugs...
which she gave her.
- About a month ago, Kenzie came to me
and asked me for extra help,
and I-I sent her to the medicine cabinet.
- "The medicine cabinet"? - [sighs]
Yes, we, um-- [sighs]
We have a stash.
It's stimulants for studying
and downers for stress and stuff for weight loss.
It's not anything intense.
- Well, if you mix it with alcohol,
it can get pretty intense.
- I know.
I know the risks. I...
Sigma House had to Narcan someone last month, and...
Oh, God.
This is why we've been so careful.
This is why nothing has ever happened like this ever before.
And, listen, we couldn't bring Kenzie back,
but we also didn't want to get more in trouble.
And that's why someone had suggested that we take her
out of the house, and then someone had the idea
of making it...
♪
Look like she jumped,
just like the other two suicides.
[cries]
- So you staged Kenzie's death
to look like a suicidal jump... - [sniffles]
- To avoid homicide charges
because the drugs came from your house?
- We can all agree there was no intent.
- Tox report came back clean.
How did you manage that?
- [groans softly]
One of us works at the lab.
- Name?
♪
Come on, pre-law, you know the terms of your deal.
- Lisa Jackson. S-she's an intern there.
- So is there anything else about this plan
that we should know?
♪
- No. I'm really, really sorry.
♪
[knocking on door]
♪
- Hey,
- Thanks for lending me the necklace.
- Oh, sure. No problem.
How did that interview go?
- Um, it didn't.
They, uh, ended up canceling last minute,
and it seems I've been blacklisted
from every department.
So, at this rate, I'll turn out like Tobin.
- Tobin? - [sighs] Yeah.
He, um--he blew the whistle on his advisor,
and, well, he never got his PhD.
And now he works at a movie theater in Duluth.
- Okay.
Hey, plenty of people go on
to have successful lives without PhDs.
But--but you won't be one of them.
No way that Myers poisoned every department against you.
- Not every department, but I need a position
that doesn't trigger my anxiety,
and that limits my options.
- Isn't that the whole reason why you transferred
to Myers in the first place?
Did it stop your panic attacks?
I get what you're trying to do,
but no job is gonna cure your anxiety.
Wherever you go...
there you are.
[somber music]
- You're right.
I messed up, Kylie.
I-I tried to run away from my anxiety,
but I just ran away from the professor
and the institute, and...
♪
I ruined everything.
♪
- Hey.
♪
I get that it feels that way.
But what you do next is up to you.
Maybe you should stop trying to outrun yourself.
♪
- Even if the Gamma Rhos didn't kill Kenzie,
they are still being charged with several crimes--
desecration of a corpse, reckless endangerment,
obstruction of justice.
- I think their poor choices may have been trauma responses.
Trauma affects cognitive function.
- Not everyone who finds a dead body
throws it off a roof. - It's true.
But if you put a bunch of heads together,
often they'll arrive at more extreme outcomes
than any individuals would have on their own.
It's groupthink. - That's one word for it.
"Dangerous" and "stupid" are a couple of others.
- They started with a desire to protect each other,
to be loyal.
Those admirable traits got distorted.
- For better or for worse,
they proved their sorority's motto--
sisters are stronger together.
If what Summer said was true,
Kenzie may have taken her own life after all.
- It's possible, but it's also possible that the overdose
was accidental.
Whatever happened, her father deserves answers.
- After Summer's confession,
I ordered a tox screening from our lab.
Kenzie tested positive for amphetamines.
So she was using the sorority stash.
But that's not what killed her.
- Propofol. That's a strong sedative.
- They did not have that in the medicine cabinet.
- The only place you can get that is the hospital.
[elevator bell dings]
- Jenna, you were Kenzie's volunteer supervisor?
- Yes.
- I assume volunteers are restricted from the pharmacy.
- We take every measure to keep all drugs off-limits.
Uh, Patrice is our dispensing nurse.
Were we short on any propofol on the last inventory check?
- Yeah, we were short a couple of doses.
I reported it to security,
but I don't know if they did any follow-up.
- Does that happen a lot-- missing drugs?
- Despite our efforts, it does.
Usually with students, it's stimulants,
but sometimes insomniacs get desperate.
Looking back, there were a few shifts
where Kenzie seemed kind of glassy-eyed.
I wish I had said something to her when I had the chance.
- Jenna, can you print out Kenzie's schedule for me?
- Of course, yeah.
[dramatic music]
- Patrice, I'm sensing there's something you want to share?
- Um, Kenzie was terrified of needles.
She--she fainted when I gave her her flu shot.
- You don't think she was injecting propofol?
- No. No, I don't.
I, uh--I think that she was selling it.
A week ago, I saw some guy in the parking lot yelling at her.
He said he paid for it.
- Do you have a name for this guy?
- No.
All I know is that he peeled out in a fancy car.
The license plate said "passing you."
- P- A- S- S...
- I-N, then the letter U.
- Thank you.
♪
- Find out anything interesting?
- Very. Kenzie had an intense fear of needles.
I'm starting to think that someone forcibly injected her.
- Well, since there was only one needle mark on her body,
that makes sense.
- Hey, do you think you can find a driver
with Virginia plates "PASSIN U"?
- On it. Why?
- 'Cause I think he may have been involved
in Kenzie's death.
[engine revving]
- Tommy Sharma?
Agent Clark, FBI.
This is Alec Mercer.
- Nice collection.
I was in the market for a luxury car last year,
but I ended up buying a '68 Karmann Ghia.
Totaled it, though. It's a long story.
- Something I can do for you?
- Mr. Sharma, you were seen arguing with Kenzie Williams
outside of Wylton Hospital.
- I don't know who that is.
Oh, her.
I was there visiting an ill friend,
and that girl, she must have mistook me for someone else.
- Tacrolimus--
that's an anti-rejection medication.
I used the ointment after my skin grafts.
The pills are for transplants. You're an organ recipient.
- Why would you hide the reason you were at the hospital?
- It's private medical information.
- And you're a murder suspect.
I can get a warrant, or you can tell us.
- Yes, I had a liver transplant,
but I certainly didn't kill that girl.
So, unless I'm being charged, you need to leave.
♪
- Tommy Sharma has been on official Wylton records
for the last 18 months.
- But he's not on Kenzie's copies.
We got these records from her father.
She had transparent wait lists from the last two years.
His name is not on any of them.
- Which means the hospital records
were doctored
after Tommy illegally bought his way to the top.
- It wasn't just Tommy.
I had Rizwan and Simon
compare Kenzie's records to the hospital's.
They found dozens more who were illicitly fast-tracked.
- Damn.
- I'm guessing that Kenzie caught on to the scheme.
- When Patrice overheard Tommy yelling he paid for it,
he wasn't talking about drugs.
He was talking about his transplant.
- Not the first time a rich elite
paid to skip the line.
That's how Steve Jobs got his liver, allegedly.
- So Kenzie knew too much.
Tommy could probably get his hands on some propofol,
but the timing suggests that she was injected in her room.
I just can't see how Tommy could slip past the Gamma Rhos.
- There is someone else who had motive to kill Kenzie.
- The person who put Tommy on the list.
- Whoever killed Kenzie had access to the transplant lists,
the propofol, and the Gamma Rho house.
- And I think I know how I can ID them.
♪
- Where should we put the presidents' portraits?
- Um, you can put them in this box right there.
- Hi. Thank you.
Thanks. [sighs]
We have a-a week to move out,
and it's a sisterhood that's survived almost a century.
And now, poof, gone.
- [sniffles]
[somber music]
- I know that some of you are facing charges
and your charter is being revoked.
But your sisterhood...
your sisterhood is not gone.
As an AKA, me and my sorors,
we are still sisters.
Kenzie was your sister.
And I want to believe that you all cared about her.
♪
Okay...
I want to tell you...
the truth.
Kenzie did not accidentally OD
on drugs from your house.
Kenzie was murdered. - [gasps]
- Her killer stole propofol from the hospital,
went upstairs to the second floor,
and injected her with a fatal dose.
- Oh, my God.
- Now, I need you to tell me the truth.
You said Gamma Rhos only on the second floor.
So who went upstairs into Kenzie's room that night?
- [stammers]
Do you guys remember seeing--
Okay, well, it was Spirit Week,
and there were a lot of pledges here and parents, too.
But we meant it. - Hey.
- We meant it when we said
"only Gamma Rhos on the second floor."
[dramatic music]
♪
- That includes...
past Gamma Rhos...
- I wish I'd said something to her when I had the chance.
- Doesn't it?
- Yes.
♪
- Kenzie came to you because you were a Gamma Rho,
a sister she thought she could trust
to help her find the truth.
Officer?
She must have been so close to finding out it was you,
but you couldn't find her files.
- Her father had them,
and now he gets justice for his daughter.
[dramatic music]
[indistinct chatter over PA]
- Looks like your mom's having a hard time.
- [scoffs] She'll be fine.
Press comes second nature to her.
Never met a tragedy she couldn't spin.
- You said not to tiptoe, so I'm not gonna tiptoe.
Why are you so angry at your mom?
- [sighs] My mother...
she put out that story about Greg's accident.
She wanted to hide the truth from everyone...
even me.
What I told you earlier isn't true.
Between you and me...
my brother didn't die in a drunken frat accident.
He, um...
♪
He took his own life.
I only found out when I was 17.
I overheard my mom and my dad arguing.
She still thinks I believe it was an accident.
- I'm sorry, Simon.
- Yeah, appreciate it.
- I don't want to excuse or explain your mom's choices,
but maybe selling it as an accident
wasn't just about protecting the family name.
Maybe she was trying to protect you.
- I don't know. [sniffles]
- I don't, either, but maybe you should talk to her.
♪
- Yeah.
Thanks.
♪
[indistinct chatter]
♪
- [sighs]
[indistinct chatter continues]
♪
- I guess it's a relief a little bit
to know that she wasn't in a dark place at the end,
but still...
- Yeah.
Still, she's gone.
- [sighing] Yeah.
♪
And I'm still here.
It feels wrong.
♪
- Survivor's guilt.
I've experienced that, too.
I mean, I can't imagine what it's like to lose a child,
but... [breathing shakily]
I watched my best friend die...
Along with 12 other people.
♪
And at the time...
I wished that I had died, too.
I'm guessing you feel a little bit of that.
- It should have been me.
Now I have nothing, no one left.
[scoffs]
What am I supposed to do?
- You carry on...
from where Kenzie left off.
♪
- [voice breaking] How do you mean?
- If you're open to it...
I'd like to work with you.
With Kenzie's research and my connections...
we can finish what she started.
- You think we can get that organ-donor bill passed?
♪
- I do.
I do.
And you know what?
We can call it Kenzie's Law.
- ♪ Yeah, I'm gonna, I'm gonna ♪
♪ I'm gonna come through
♪ You'll never be alone, I'll be there for you ♪
♪ I'll be there
♪ I'll be there for you
♪ Oh, I'll be there
♪ When you need a little love, I got a little love to share ♪
♪ Yeah, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna come through ♪
- Solved the case, but the work isn't over.
I mean, what happens to Phillip, to the Gamma Rhos?
- I've kind of been kicking around an idea--
well, half an idea. - Go on.
- What if we hosted a peer-counseling group
here at the institute?
You think the professor would go for it?
- Yes, he would.
And I know exactly the person that will help you organize it.
Rizwan, Simon, meet our newest RA.
♪
- Phoebe.
- ♪ You'll never be alone, I'll be there for you ♪
[laughter]
♪ I'll be there for you, I'll be there for you ♪
♪ Never be alone, I'll be there for you ♪