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I think I made you up inside my head.

I am her.

You are nothing, my lord.

You alone have so much for me.

So much for your blood and
blood and blood and blood.

There are so much for me.

No, no, no, no, no
This beauty is so No, no,

no, no This is so much
more So much more.

You put your voice in it.

To something that was pure.

You might as well have
created A sickness with no cure.

You should do anything for love
You should do anything for love

It doesn't mean she wants this
She doesn't know you love it.

I shut my eyes.

I left my lips.

And always born again.

I think I made you up inside my head.

The stars go waltzing out.

In bloomin' red.

In arbitrary
blackness Gallops in.

I shut my eyes And all the world drops
dead I dreamt that you pushed me to bed.

Sun-me, monster,
kissed me Quiet and sane.

I think I made you up inside my head.

These are Lexi Sommerfeld's belongings.

Thank you, Charmaine, just leave
them on the agenda desk Thank you.

So what's the next move?

To find whoever hurt Lexi.

Right, but I mean,
we've got nothing to go on

And nothing even says it was murder.

Nothing except our gut.

Our gut isn't exactly bulletproof evidence
Then we need to find bulletproof evidence

Yeah, yeah, because there's
going to be evidence lying around.

We need to see that pathologist report.

If there's any proof Lexi
was murdered, it'll be in there.

Do you think your cop
buddies can give us a copy?

Have you met me?

I'm incredibly charming.

An incredibly modest.

That's seriously good-looking.

Oh, shit.

Let me know what you find, yeah?

Jo.

I was thinking of the
day it happened Jo, don't.

I thought you had.

And I thought Yes, you
thought I had it, I know.

Next thing, she was

Jo, Lexi's memorial service is tomorrow.

I said you'd oversee the refreshments.

I'm not coming
The girls need you

I don't think you understand,
Chris I physically can't.

Please, I have to give the eulogy
tomorrow I can't do this alone.

Joanne.

Hey, Dougie, what's up?

We need to talk, it's about
the boys Alright, boys?

It was worth playing the field, wasn't it?

Yeah, yeah, yeah It
was Malcolm though.

How was it already seen?

Because you're a terrible
player That's right Any boy What?

Bring thunder Go, go, go,
go, go Hey gents, check.

Lexi's been beaten What was the
last thing that went through Lexi's mind?

Scull.

Jesus, dude.

Roots, find it
Have some respect.

Hey, Dad, what's wrong?

Yeah, I understand.

Alright, bye.

What's up, Jeff? Social media's
blowing up with the whole legacy thing.

Maggie's gonna start checking
phones to see who's leaking pics.

To delete everything. Now.

Thank you.

Hey.

So I'm glad to find you.

Excellent stories, things like shows.

It bruises on her wrist, on
her chin, all across her back.

It's like somebody grabbed her by the wrist
and forced her out the window backwards.

Fuck. Yeah. I've been thinking,

maybe, I've been making all this up.

But it's right here, Shane. Fuck.

Why would you make it up?

Hold this.

Where'd you get this?

Lexi left it for me the night she died.

I, um, I didn't see it
until it was too late.

Yeah, you thought this was a cry for help.

Yeah, I mean, it didn't show up.
You thought she killed herself.

Even after I spoke to her, Mum,

after I saw the Millhouse,

I still thought, maybe,
maybe it was me.

Not unless you physically pushed her again.

This is real, Shane.

Someone killed Lexi.

And they couldn't go with it.

Not if we don't let them.

I'm going to look through
the security logs and see

exactly who was on the
school grounds when she died.

Do we know when she died?

Well, autopsy says somewhere
between 7pm and 10pm

on the night that they
were sitting up for the dogs.

I'm going to go to Lexi's room again.

See if I can find a diary.

What's up? Stop getting her in. Please.

What do you need, Mum? That silly
prepaid meter thingy to stop giving you.

I figured you had to buy
vouchers last time that's happened.

I know how to buy them.
I don't have any money.

What happened to your pension? You know
how to do this and that, and it's gone.

I'm not made of money, Mum.

Don't be silly. That fancy school
must be paying you a fortune.

And if you think about
it, you wouldn't even

have that job if I hadn't
scrimped and saved

and worked two jobs
to pay for your varsity.

Well, that's messy, the vulture code, OK?
Thank you, my Kit Kat.

You're the best daughter
any mother could ask for.

Is there anything particular
that you'd like at the memorial?

Him or reading? What I prefer,
Mr Whitaker, is that my daughter

was still alive.
Beyond that, I really don't care.

Grief.

can be a complex experience.
I'm sure you studied very hard

for your certificate in grief counselling,
but I have a master's degree in psychology.

I know all about grief. You're angry.

Stage two. There's no doubt you know.

And one that I intend to
embrace wholeheartedly,

considering that I
had to relinquish denial

far too soon.
Now, if there's anything that you need.

Is my daughter's possessions
from her room, please?

Of course.

Why's her chain?

Alexei's gold chain.
Your father gave it to her.

She never took it off. And her phone.

Perhaps, please have them. No, no, they've
returned everything. They should be here.

I'll put the word out for
them. Yes, you do that. I

want every piece of my
daughter back home with me.

Oh, sorry.

It's okay. You can come in.

Alexei was never here.

I just have to pretend she never existed.

I'm dead. I'm never dead to Earth.

Until we have forgotten.

You said that. Georgie and Ant.

Did you know that he was actually a she?

George was her pen name.
Alexei had one of her books.

It doesn't surprise me.
Very much to the beat of her own drum, too.

You know, I'll.

always remember about Alexei.
The most, I think,

sound infectious for gigawatts.

I miss everything.

Everything about her was so special.

I miss her so much.

I wish I could tell her I was sorry.

Sorry for what?

After her and my brother broke up, she
made me choose sides and it's my brother.

Yeah.

Hi. Hey.

Could you give us a few?

Yeah, sorry.

Do you think we would have made up? Yes.

You two were best friends. Nothing.

can change that.

Cute butterfly.

from a boy. No.

Someone dropped off a new
one every few weeks for Alexei.

She didn't say who they were from.

Megan, do you mind if I hang on to this?

It's for us, Megan. I know you
don't have a lot of things with Alexei.

It's okay. It wasn't really hers.

It arrived the night
of the dance after that.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Some of Alexei's stuff's gone.

Kids lose shit all the time.

I trust the guys.

I get that she lost jewelry.
I mean, kids lose jewelry all the time.

But the phone being
missing, I just don't care.

I've never seen one of these
girls who wasn't glued to her phone.

Do you think it could have gone missing
between the mail house and the morgue?

No, no.
So by and large, straight as an arrow.

It was on the body you
would have documented it.

And her room's been packed up.
This is all that's left.

Someone's been needing gifts to Alexei.

You can find out who.

If you get the surveillance
footage from the dormitories.

Cops took the high chance, but they closed
the case and they're not released yet.

You always count on you.

What's wrong? It's Megan.

She's opening her big fat
mouth to the drama teacher Kate.

Can you relax, babe? Megan is on our site.

I have to study for English.
I have to study for history.

She's not going to say a word.

Jane?

Hey, Jane, look.

I need you to take a deep breath in.
All right?

In? Out.

All of this stays between you, me and Megs.

Megan is a weak link.
She's already cracking.

If you want to keep Megs
loyal, you make her feel loved.

And then she's putting in your hands.

Hey.

I love you.

I love you too.

And the teachers are going to be checking
phones now, so I need you to make sure...

No, I've already deleted everything.

That's my girl.

That's gonna be fine.

Hey. Hey. How's it going?

Good. Just got done uploading some photos

for Lexi's memorial.
It's a very sweet thing you're doing.

I'm just about to make dinner.
Are you happy with pasta? Fine.

I think I'm gonna go for a quick run.
Don't be long.

Hey. Hey.

I just got the security footage
back from the camera at Lexi's door.

I'm on my way.

Call her.

Yeah. Heading up to Lexi's door.

Yeah, I thought he
might be going up to do a

repair, but he's acting
this in two minutes.

And without a toolbox.

What do we know about him? Nothing.

He does give me the creeps.

I caught him lurking on
my porch one time, and

he said he was trying to
change light bulb. And?

And I hadn't reported
anything to maintenance at all.

What else do we know? Or he found Lexi.

Could be newer to look, could
he put her there in the first place?

Lexi's the wereher in the plot.

Our dead are not dead to us
until we have forgotten them.

Since when do you quote George Elliot?

Miss Ballard said it, and I like it.
It's hopeful.

I don't think you should hang out with her.

Why? She's nice.
No, she's also up to something, Meg.

First it's the Mulhouse, and
then she's poking around.

It's weird. Why is it weird?

Because, like, why would she be hanging
out with you unless she wanted something?

Nice, Jen. Really nice.

No, that's not what I meant.

Miss Ballard. Good morning, Mr Guala.

Sorry for disturbing you.

No, no, it's not a problem.
What can I do for you?

I was hoping we could have a little chat.

May I come in?

Yeah. You caught me in the
middle of watering my plants.

Do you mind? Not at all. They're beautiful.

Yeah. It makes me very happy to see a plant
growing from a seedling to a full bloom.

As old people, we talk too much.

How can I help you?

I just wanted to see how you're coping.

Finding Lexi's body must
have been very traumatic.

Yeah, it's not an experience
I'd wish on anyone.

And I'm just happy that I
helped her to return to her family.

I'm sure her family are very grateful.

I don't think so.
I don't think so, Miss Ballard.

They will be. Once they realise.

it could have been weeks
before her body was found.

She was up there all day in the
broad daylight and no one saw a thing.

Yeah. I think one
should consider that.

What were you doing
on the roof, Mr Gwaller?

Use your maintenance.

At night?

In the mist?

You see, I have very little to do with
my time so sometimes I work at night.

Now,

if you feel like excuse me, Miss
Ballard, I must get ready for the memorial.

Of course.

Just one more thing.

Do you know anything about
the carvings left in the dorms?

No.

So then I suppose you've
never seen this before?

No. Never.

It was outside Lexi's room. Apparently

there were others.
Almost like offerings, don't you think?

I'm sorry I can't help you, Miss Ballard.

Thank you for your concern.

Go ahead.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Good morning. Thank you for coming.

Thank you.

Welcome.

Good morning.

Morning, girls.

Thank you for coming.

Good morning, everyone.

There is no greater tragedy
than a parent losing a child.

It is an inexplicable act of God.

that requires our faith in his will.

Yes, faith.

It is true that it is
human nature for us to

want to know and
understand everything now.

But faith requires that
we place our trust in God.

even when things seem unclear.

God too lost a son, a child whom he gave
to us to be our savior. He feels our pain.

And he heals it.

God saw how those he tried
to save took the life of his son.

It is tempting to blame God or to
turn in anger to those around us.

But God is not to blame.

He makes God so like a fucking atheist.

To be the oldest.

He is.

This, too, is part of that plan.

We are all part of that plan.

It was the Sommerfeld.

Can I?

That's Gary Clayton and his wife.

Have you not met them? No.

They like to keep her
life compartmentalized.

Would you like to meet them?

It's a little late now, isn't it?

I'd just like to go home. Thank you.

You don't need to be kidding me.

Sorry, what if he was just doing an
end-of-the-nalysis of Pudica's sermon?

Did you find anything on Guadalajara?
A couple of filed complaints.

Girls say he spied on them.

Any disciplinaries? No,
no. Security followed up,

but he always had a
reason to be where he was.

Anything else? Yeah.

It's big.
His wife died suddenly on a trip to Joburg.

I guess the cause of death.

Threw him from the winter.
Massive intracranial beat.

Same as Lexi.

He said it was an accident.

Did he now?

Mr. Guadalajara, we need to talk.

Yes, we do.

You left this on my window sill.

Why? Because I know you made it.

And I want to know why

you gave it to Lexi.

I'm sorry. It's bad.

You're mistaken. You're wrong.

Do you think I'm just going to let this go?

Hey! I know.

You killed her. What happened?

You spied on Lexi.

Left her gifts stalker.

Lexi tried to help me.

These gifts.

were my gratitude.

My wife.
My wife sold food to these children.

To get a little extra income.

And she was a regular customer.

my wife was diagnosed with cancer.

Late stage.

Then she found out and
she said she could help.

Her father got us an appointment with
the best cancer doctor in the country.

Your wife died of head trauma.

Chemotherapy was working.

She, my wife tripped
getting out of the shower.

She got a little bump on her head.

The chemo had destroyed
the platelets and the blood.

Could not make any clouds anymore.

My wife. My wife
died in my own hands.

How do I know you're
not making all this up?

It's better. When did Lexi die?

The evening before the Valentine's dance.

I was not even on the school grounds.
I was with the bereavement support group.

I could get you the
number if you want to check.

Yes, I would. Very much.

It's bad.

I think we can join us.

One of these nights.

I think we might be able to help you.

Why are you so afraid of equality?

If I believed that you went into equality,

you wouldn't have arrived
in your $3,000 monkey suit.

Are you calling me a monkey?

No. I said you're wearing a monkey suit.

Listen up. It's a turn of
phrase in the English language.

Stop hiding behind semantics.
I know exactly what you meant.

Lexi, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

This is not finished.

He attacked me. Stop it.

You must look at your shoes.

Did you catch our mystery
lady's license plate?

I got decals.

Can you read them?

It's like sunrise something. Sunrise town.

It's a bar. It's on Church Street.
It's a biker hangout.

That was Lexi connecting
to someone from a biker bar.

Jenna said Lexi used to bunk out sometimes.

But she loved the thrill.

It's hard to imagine one of
these girls hanging out with bikers.

Up until recently.

Hard to imagine one of these
girls getting murdered, right?

Do you think a woman could have done this?

What?

It meant to me, yeah.

Physically, I guess, if
she was angry enough.

That girl at the memorial was angry.

Tomorrow I'm going to go to Old
Mill House and check the physics of it.

See if that chick could have done it.

I'm going to talk to the girls at school.

And see if I can connect Lexi to that bar.

I'm going to go.

Fucking reporter just
called me. Apparently there's

some footage online of the
arguments I had with Kalala.

Told you.
Told you this wasn't going to blow over.

I know what you said, Philippa. Fuck.

So what do we do? We lay low.

We don't say anything. There's no story.
That could make things worse.

How? Kalala's already
branding me as the big bad

racist. At least they're
calling you for comment.

If we fob them off, they'll
start digging into our lives.

No, we'll let them dig.
What are they going to find?

I don't know, Gary.
Why don't you tell me? Nothing.

You're sure? Yeah, of course not.

If they want to dig, then they
should dig into that bloody video.

And then they'll see what I really said.

No, I'm afraid I can't
comment on the altercation.

You'll have to contact the Board of
Governors for an official statement.

No, I cannot confirm that.
Thank you. Goodbye.

Hey, so I think little Miss
Sunrise Longs could be the one.

A bit of a run-up. She could easily
have pushed Lex out the window.

Anyway, I'll see you at your
place, off to school. See ya.

Coach. Yes?

Can I have a word with Megan
Caton for a sec? For Megan? Thanks.

Megan! My mama, please! Sorry.

Sorry to pull you off the field.
It's okay. I hate sports.

Me too.

Look, I know Lex used to
bunk out sometimes, okay?

Don't worry, you're not in any trouble.

I just need to know, do you
know where she was going?

No, never.
Do you know how often she used to do that?

At first, maybe it was twice a year.

First?

Yeah, for the last couple of months,
she was gone every time I woke up.

So she'd wait until I fell
asleep and then she'd slip out.

Right. She never mentioned
who she was going to meet.

I tried asking, but I mean,
she'd already broken up

with my brothers, so things
were, you know, rough.

Right. Good. Thanks, Megan.

Miss?

Um, sometimes in the morning

I could tell that she'd been drinking.
I don't know if that helps.

Yeah, it does.

Thank you.

What did she want? She wanted
snow with Lexi when she bunked out.

Hi. What did you tell her?
I told her the truth. I don't know.

Megan, you're out of pockets.
I told you not to talk to her.

So? So? You need to start listening to me.
I'm your best

friend. I'm the one that's
looking after you. No,

it feels more like you're
trying to control me.

Hi. Can you talk? Yeah, I'm sorry.

It's Kate. She watched the seats.
She's still swooping

around and looking into things.
Like what? Like Lexi, Jason.

Like, like what happened
and how he screwed up?

As long as I could have got a
place for some Agnes to go, is it?

Hi.

Can we have two bins, please?

It's not gonna happen.

All right.

You really don't remember me, do you?

Well, I guess I'm not
as infamous as I thought.

Where did we meet?

At St Agnes, Ms. Ballard.
When my life fell apart.

Amy.

Amy, Eliza.

Here's to St Agnes.

Made burning hell.

If you had to bless so much,
why were you there yesterday?

To check that the bridge was
really dead. What did Lexi do to you?

My time isn't free.

I've got.

52

62.

60.

70.

73

And you're buying drinks.

We take cars.

Lexi was a manipulative.

stone-cold bitch.

She really cared about herself.

You asked.

She's the reason why
I work in this shithole.

Why my life's a joke.

Do you think you're partly to blame?
Fuck no.

I took that little bitch under my wing.
I made her.

This, girls, is the most

important night of your high school
careers. Tonight, you get inducted into

the Bodega Club. A long
time haven for only the

coolest girls at St Agnes.
A secret society of rebels.

and trailblazers. Joining the Bodega Club.

means getting a key to the Audemars house.
But first,

there's an initiation ceremony.
You have to run.

naked across the quag.

You can't be serious.
That's the tradition, Megan.

Come on, it'll be fun. We can do this.

You each get a key.
Never lose it. Never share it.

It's yours and only yours to keep forever.

How many keys are there?

There are a lot.
And if you lost your key, you're out.

And at the start? I don't know.
Even my mum had one.

And Megan's mum, which is about
the only reason she was admitted.

Point is, I looked out for Lexi.

And then she backstabbed me and for what?

A role in the school play.

And then last but not least, Amy,
congratulations. You got the lead.

I got the role because I
was the better actress.

I mean, I also got the boy because
I went after him. Also, I put out.

But Lexi couldn't let her go.
She went to Mr. Swipe

and begged him to get rid of me.
And he didn't.

And so she turned on all of us.
Came with receipts but they were fake.

She said that I'd hurt her.

And Mr. Swipe had seen
me do it and did nothing.

She had created fake Facebook
profiles to cyber bully herself.

Even email addresses for Swipe and I.

Attacking her, threatening
her so that she'd keep quiet.

What if I had no choice?

He expelled me and fired Mr. Swipe.

I was on the last of my
parents so they cut me off.

I had to get a job.
Start supporting myself.

Why here?

This place is a dump.

The first year I lost the plot.

So drugs, booze.

Soon this was the only
place that would I am.

Just walk in the ground, sir.

Right. Okay, yeah, thank you.

Thank you, sir. Bye.

All right, just get the security
footage back for the old ones.

Come on.

Thank you.

Okay, here we go.

Nothing.

No, unless... Unless what?

I reckon he could clean up the footage.

Does that even really work?

Works, I've seen it.
When I give him a call and I get home.

Can I keep the footage?

All yours.

Here's some rest.

I told you we were here. More booze.

They have so much commune in my cellar.

They are not going to miss a bottle.
You are joking.

Jesus has been...
Jesus is sharing his care.

Jesus!

Jesus!

Fuck!

So how much you boys want that?

I want you to listen to me very carefully.

And I want you to call off your bitch.

And I want you to delete the pictures.

And then I want you to delete Merrittsburg.

Now you do all of that, and
I make sure nobody finds

out what you've been doing
on the side, Cheyney boy.

You can go back to the trailer park now.

I don't have a long way.

Caught off from the living, I sat on.

Destroying darkness within our hearts.

Within our hearts.

Within my heart.

Within my heart.