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♪ I wait in the wings

♪ The world keeps on spinning

♪ Round and around we go

♪ You're still on my mind

♪ Haunting my memories

Hey, Mom.

Hi, sweetie. What are you doing?

Uh, just doing homework.

Okay. We're still at the matinee,

and they're flashing the lights,

so we're shutting off our phones.

Dad and I will be home in a couple of hours.

Okay, have fun.

Hello?

Hello?

Get a life, loser!

If you call this number one more time,

I'm calling the police.

Are you ready? Here we go.

♪ Gonna take the elevator to the next floor ♪

♪ I say ay-oh Ay-oh, ay-oh, ay-oh ♪

♪ Ain't nobody better than me

♪ I'm gonna rock ya I'm gonna rock ya ♪

♪ I'm gonna rock your world

♪ I'm gonna kick it up higher

♪ Whoa, whoa

♪ I'm sweeter than a candy bar ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, yeah

♪ I'm gonna kick it up higher

♪ Whoa, whoa

♪ Oh

♪ I'm a superstar

What's the point? It's an open-book test.

Jen, sometimes these open-book tests

are harder than the normal ones.

Don't worry. I'll skim it tonight.

Seriously, if you don't study,

you're gonna spend the whole test looking at the book.

Trust me.

You hear that?

Hear what?

That noise.

No, I didn't hear anything.

But I have to get out of here before I pass out.

That first round of tryouts was a killer

All right, yeah. I'll meet you out there in a sec.

Hello?

Hello?

Who is that?

Oh!

Hey!

- Jen, are you okay? - I'm fine.

I just thought someone was following me.

Following you? In the locker room?

Stay right here.

Hello?

Is anyone here?

Hello?

There's no one in there that I can see.

Wow, really?

You can never be too careful as a woman.

I hope you two have your own.

Miss Flynn, I wanted to introduce you to Becky Snider.

She'll be trying out tomorrow.

What were you doing for the past three years?

Becky's my best friend, Miss Flynn.

I've been trying to convince her to try out.

She's a really great dancer.

We'll see tomorrow, won't we?

Look, Jen, I really need you to focus.

We have a big game coming up. I need you girls sharp.

I know. We will be.

I hope so.

Well, she liked me.

Don't worry. She's just prickly.

Ah, delightful.

- Until you get to know her. - And then?

Well, she's still prickly,

but there isn't a thing she wouldn't do

for her cheerleaders.

Come on, let's go.

You made it all the way to the final round.

- Nervous? - How can you tell?

Just go through the routine exactly like we practiced,

and you'll be fine.

I wouldn't send you out there unless I had faith in you.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

This is so unlike me.

Because it's senior year,

and you finally got it through your thick skull

that there's more to life than just books and studying.

Hey, I like books, and I like studying.

I guess that's what Miss Flynn meant.

Becky, I love you, but if you think

I'm spending senior year with you in a library,

then you got another thing coming.

You gotta learn how to have some fun.

Hey, I do have fun.

What? What is that look?

Nothing. Just that if you do this,

guys are finally gonna notice you.

Guys notice me.

And not for the answers on a test.

Besides, I may have a little surprise for you if you make it.

I'm not gonna make the team, Jen.

Of course you're gonna make it.

You have the most important thing going for you: me.

I don't know why you're doing this all for me.

Hey, when I moved here before junior high

and had a raging case of acne

and a bad lisp from a broken retainer,

who was the only kid who would talk to me?

And when Dan Lewis called me a fatty,

who actually gave him a bloody nose?

Well, it looks like you're doing pretty well for yourself now.

Doesn't matter.

Friends till the end, right?

Friends till the end.

Okay, ladies, let's do this.

Rebecca, you're first up.

Cue music.

Thank you.

Next up is Jaelyn.

Thank you, Jaelyn.

Next, Brittany.

I practiced this with my private coach.

Great, go ahead.

Thank you for showing initiative, Brittany.

Okay, next up, Becky Snider.

Go ahead and pause the music, please.

Hello, Miss Snider.

Seems that you have all of your medical forms

and permission slip in order.

Yeah, I sent them in last week.

You're very diligent. I know that from your friend.

And judging from your grades,

we obviously won't have any academic issues with you.

However, you've never been part of the team before,

and if you make it, I want to make sure

that you realize what you're getting into.

This isn't just a team, Miss Snider.

We're family.

And when you become part of family,

you're part of something bigger than just yourself.

- I understand. - No, you don't.

No one understands until they're part of it.

Now let's see what you got.

Press play, please.

Thank you, Miss Snider.

Oh, my God.

Kelly, you're next.

Hello? Where are you, sweetie?

In here, Mom.

Oh, honey, I am so sorry I was late.

I couldn't help, but the meeting ran so long.

It's okay, it's fine.

I could have made you a real meal

or at least picked you up something.

Something better than that cold, crusty pizza.

It's okay. I like cold pizza.

Hey, um...

I tried for the cheerleading team today.

Oh.

Well, I told you I was gonna do that.

No, you did. You did tell me.

I just thought that cooler heads would prevail.

Cooler heads? Mom, it's just the cheerleading team.

Yeah, we talked about it.

Well, yeah, you talked about it, and I listened.

I just thought that there's so many more worthwhile things

you could be doing with your time,

especially with college apps going out in a few months.

Doesn't National Honor Society

sound a heck of a lot better than cheerleader?

God forbid I have any fun.

Nobody said you can't have fun. I do, I want you to have fun

I want you to have everything...

after you get into college.

Honey, I just never want you to have--

Have to work as hard as you do. Yeah, Mom, I got it.

That's right.

I just want you to be able to balance the time commitment.

Does that make sense?

Well, if I can't,

then I'm gonna be in big trouble when I go to college,

juggling classes and a job and all the clubs I'm gonna do.

So how'd you do?

Look, just because I'm not crazy about the idea

doesn't mean I don't want you to succeed.

Okay, well, if I were you,

I wouldn't be too worried about it.

All the girls that tried out

have been cheerleading for years.

I am sure that you did absolutely amazing.

I gotta get outta these clothes and take a hot bath.

I love you.

Oh, my God! I made it!

You knew.

Of course I knew. I'm on the committee.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.

I want to tell you something.

Even if you weren't my best friend,

you still would've made it.

You were awesome. Everybody thought so.

Thanks. Okay, what now?

Now? Now, you get your ass into the locker room

and get changed for practice.

And after?

After, we're celebrating.

And make sure you take a really good shower after practice.

Let's just say I have a surprise for you.

Hi, Chris.

Hey, Jen.

You made it.

Excuse me?

I said you made it.

The team.

Oh, yeah.

No one's that excited

unless they just made the cheerleading team.

I'm Rob Rouse.

Becky Snider.

Just transferred here from Bishop.

Oh, cool. Do you like it?

I'm liking it.

Sweet. Well, I gotta get to practice.

It's my first one and all, so... I'll see you around.

Yes, you will.

♪ Welcome to the big league

♪ Now you're living in the eye of the storm ♪

Thank you.

♪ You're living in the eye of the storm ♪

♪ Welcome to the big league

♪ Now you're living in the eye of the storm ♪

So you hungry?

Are you kidding? I'm starving.

I haven't been able to eat 'cause I've been so nervous.

Well, good. Enjoy it now 'cause when the season starts,

the team has strict weight guidelines.

Kidding! God, you're so gullible.

So no weigh-ins?

No. They're so paranoid about fat shaming.

Ladies.

Becky Snider.

Rob Rouse.

Rob, Becky.

Nice to see you again.

Wait, you guys know each other?

We just met today.

You sneak.

So, Becky, Rob here played linebacker at Bishop.

- So are you gonna play here? - I hope so.

I was just talking to the coach before I ran into you today.

But I have to pass the physical first,

and it wouldn't kill me to get back into playing shape.

Chris, I have to talk to you about that thing.

Okay.

Privately.

We'll be right back. You guys just hang here.

We're gonna go order you another pizza on our way out.

Think if they tried,

could they have been any more obvious?

When we met today, did you know that this was planned?

Guilty. I--

What can I say?

I'm just glad you made it.

The team.

Oh, yeah, so am I.

I think my mom would probably say otherwise though.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

She wants me to be a permanent resident

of the library my senior year,

for college and all.

Oh, she's tough, huh?

Yeah, she just wants the best for me.

What does your dad say?

Oh, he passed away.

It's okay, it's okay.

I've made peace with it.

I'm sorry. I sort of...

Well, I know what that's like.

My mom's not around either.

It's just my dad and I. It's not easy.

I don't know anything different.

So when I join the team,

will I have to wait until the first game to see you again?

Well, that's up to you. What do you have in mind?

Well, I did say I need to get back into shape,

and exercise is always more fun with a partner.

Okay. Well, if you can keep up with me,

I know the best running trails in town.

Okay.

- Mom? - What is it, honey?

Your text said that you wanted to tell me in person,

so I can't wait to hear.

What is it, hmm?

I made the team!

That is wonderful.

Cheerleading is an extracurricular activity,

so you always have to--

Mom, please.

- School comes first, I promise. - Okay.

I can't keep up with you.

Oh, BS. Don't condescend me.

Don't use your SAT words on me.

Seriously though, you really are in great shape.

Oh, thanks. Yeah, I've always run,

but Jen told me if I wanted to make the cheer team,

I would have to step it up.

It's like a whole other workout.

I know what you mean. It's like football.

You're using muscles you never thought you'd use.

Yes, very true.

Hey, let's switch it up.

- Okay. - Yeah, come here.

- Tennis? - Yeah, we'll try.

- Okay, let me show you. - Okay.

Okay, stand like this.

Put your hand here. It's not golf.

So let's figure this out.

Okay, wait. Actually turn around.

Yeah, and then what?

Wait. Slow down, slow down.

What? You okay?

I've never done this before.

Hey, you don't have to do anything you don't want to do.

No, I do. It's just...

It's just like you seem like you have

way more experience than me.

Well, I wouldn't say that.

Look, listen.

From now on, it's just the two of us.

You understand?

The only person that matters to me is you.

Okay?

What are you so happy about?

What, a girl can't smile once in a while?

Well, sure, but a smile like that

usually comes with a name attached.

Mom.

Okay, fine.

His name is Rob.

Rob, huh?

Yeah, Rob.

Well, I certainly look forward to meeting this Rob.

♪ I'm gonna show you how to game this ♪

Let's hear it, girls! Go right!

Go left!

Take it up! Take it up!

And shimmy!

Hey, take it right and left!

Take it up!

And shimmy!

- Hey. - Hey.

How was practice?

It was good. It was tiring, but it was good.

You didn't want to change?

No, I'll just put on a sweatshirt afterwards.

Okay. Hungry?

After practice? Always.

- Tony's? - Of course.

Pretty soon, I'm taking you out for a proper meal.

It's fine. Everyone goes there, and it's cheap. Let's go.

♪ I'm taking one step closer to the ledge ♪

♪ Head trip

♪ Dancin' on the razor's edge

Hey.

Why don't you order us the pizza?

Okay.

Oh, Rob, stop. I have my own money.

No, don't be ridiculous.

When you're with me, you don't pay for anything.

Thanks.

Did you get a good look, pervert?

Dude, what the hell?

Saw you looking, creep!

You stare at my girlfriend's ass again,

and I'll tear your frickin' eyes out!

- Rob! - Hey, hey!

There's no fighting in the store!

Take it outside.

Hey, come on, man. Don't do this.

- Please, Rob. - It's not worth it.

Hey, are you okay?

- Rob, what the hell was that? - I'm sorry.

I'm so, so sorry.

What was that even about?

When you were in line,

you bent over to pick something up,

and that kid, that little piece of--

He was looking up your skirt.

I just--

I guess I just lost it.

But you have to know that I would never let someone

disrespect you like that.

Ever, okay?

So Chris told me what happened

at Tony's on Friday night.

- What happened? - With Rob...

and that kid he almost destroyed.

He didn't almost destroy him. He warned him.

He warned him not to assault me.

Chris said he was just checking out your ass.

Oh, he wouldn't mind if someone was doing that to you?

I don't think Chris would attack him in the middle of Tony's.

Look, Rob is just really protective over me.

And considering what most guys at this school are like,

it's kinda refreshing.

Ladies, good work today.

Thanks.

Go ahead. Ask Miss Flynn.

Ask me what?

Miss Flynn, if a guy threatened another guy

for just checking you out,

would you be flattered or a little creeped out?

Well, I always tell you ladies

to be able to take care of yourself,

but if he was being a gentlemen, I guess I wouldn't mind.

So what's this all about?

Nothing. We were just talking.

Right, Jen?

Get some rest, ladies. I'll see you tomorrow.

Why would you say that to her? That was so embarrassing.

I told you. She's prickly at first,

but she's like a mother to a lot of the girls.

Well, no, she's not my mother.

Okay, okay. Let's go.

Oh!

- Hey, you ready? - What's going on?

First practice today, finally. Let's go.

You're gonna be so great.

Okay, come on, come on. We're gonna be late.

Good luck!

- Nervous? - Tired of the sled.

Looking forward to finally getting out there

and start doing some hitting.

There you go!

So, Rouse, you ready, man?

Yeah, you bet.

This ain't the Catholic League anymore, bro.

More playing and less praying.

You make that up all by yourself?

I'm just messing around.

Yeah, I see you've been hanging with the Becky cat.

She's been looking good these days.

What's that supposed to mean?

Just that she's looking good is all.

Don't know why she's been hiding it all these years.

I mean, she's clearly got it. You know what I'm saying?

What'd you say?!

- Dude, dude, chill! - What's wrong with you?

Rob, enough! Let him go!

Get off me!

What's wrong with you?

Stay!

You're a psycho, man. Freakin' psycho.

What the hell is wrong with you?

Becky, man. He was bragging on Becky!

I was just messing around, man. I didn't mean nothing by it.

You better take a walk.

You can forget about being on this team, man.

You're done!

Yeah?

I didn't want to play with you losers anyways.

Any of you!

Forget about it. We're gonna be late for practice.

Hey, what's he doing there?

I don't know. Maybe waiting for me.

Shouldn't he be with the team?

Maybe he hasn't started yet.

Excuse me.

Would you girls mind joining us for cheer practice?

Sorry, we were just talking.

Who's that guy over there?

Oh, he's just a friend.

Mm-hmm.

Let's go.

Push 'em back, push 'em back. Way back!

Push 'em back, push 'em back. Way back!

Push 'em back, push 'em back!

Hey, what's wrong? It didn't go well?

I didn't want to play with those losers.

Was it the coach? Because I heard he can kinda be--

- It was you. - It was me?

You were struttin' around in that outfit of yours today,

showing off everything.

The guys in the locker room started talking.

He's a nut, Jen, I'm telling you.

It was way worse than it was at Tony's.

I thought he was gonna kill Jake.

Jake can take care of himself.

Exactly, but Rob had him by the throat,

up against a locker.

Just for insulting Becky?

Didn't even insult her.

He made a comment about how she looked.

It was kind of a compliment.

That dude just... wigged.

What does that have to do with you being on the team?

Nobody talks about my girlfriend like that. Nobody!

I made them stop.

So what, you didn't even like practice or anything?

Who cares about that?

I didn't want to be on the team anyways.

The only thing that matters is us.

Okay?

You don't think that he, you know...

- Put his hands on her? - I'm just saying.

I mean, Jen, this is really her first boyfriend.

She's not exactly experienced with stuff like this.

I know, but according to her, he worships her.

And besides, she's too smart to be with someone who's abusive.

You didn't see it, Jen.

It wasn't normal.

How much do we really know about him?

Not much, I guess.

I mean, I know he really played at Bishop.

That stuff's on the Internet.

And he seemed normal at first.

People liked him.

But I didn't do a background check or anything on him.

Hey, don't you have a friend that goes to Bishop?

Yeah. Sarah Peters.

You know, I went to cheer camp with her.

Right, Sarah.

Why?

Ask her about Rob. See what she knows about him.

That's not a bad idea.

It's a small school. I'm sure she does.

Well, you know,

good ideas are only a fraction of what I do.

Mom, I'm home.

In the kitchen.

What's wrong with you?

Have you been on cyber school recently?

Yeah, every day. Didn't know you were on it too.

A missing biology assignment?

A B on your last English essay? Really?

- What do you want me to say? - I want you to explain.

No, actually, I don't want you to explain

because we both know why it's happening.

Ever since I made the cheerleading team,

you've been looking for a reason to check up on me.

Apparently I have to.

Come on!

Some moms would be excited about those grades.

Okay, number one, I'm not some mom.

And you, my dear, are not an average student.

Do you really want to throw away

the last three years of hard work?

Okay, I'll make up on the bio assignment.

And you know, those aren't even my final grades anyway.

Good. They better not be.

Because if they are, you're off the team.

If you take me off the team, I will never speak to you again.

- Hi! - Hi!

Thanks for seeing me. Your parents aren't home?

Nah. They're golfing or something.

They won't be back for a while.

You look fantastic.

You do too.

So before you tell me what you wanted to talk to me about,

how's Chris?

He's good. I mean, I can't complain.

I'll bet.

What about Brad?

Ah, you know. Brad is Brad.

You guys aren't together anymore?

When the mood strikes us.

You Bishop girls!

So what's this all about?

What do you know about a guy named Rob Rouse?

Rob. I totally forgot he transferred over to Central.

Yup. He's our problem now.

Well, I knew him. Bishop is a really small school.

But not real well. Why are you asking?

You remember my best friend Becky?

Mm-hmm, yeah, I think so.

Well, they're dating now. It's getting pretty serious.

But Becky, she's never had a real boyfriend.

And Rob, he seems kinda--

- Intense? - That's one way of putting it.

Well, I can only tell you what I've heard.

Rob was on the football team,

and he was dating a cheerleader named Amanda White.

- Normal girl. - Too normal, actually.

What do you mean?

Well, like I said, Amanda was a cheerleader,

but she was very quiet, shy.

They just didn't really seem to fit well.

Rob is rather obnoxious.

But they were happy together?

They looked happy, at least at first.

Again, this is just what I've heard,

so don't go spreading rumors with my name attached.

I'm not gonna say anything.

Come on, what'd you hear?

I heard he was abusive.

Mentally?

Oh, God.

Yeah, apparently Amanda's dad

is like some important lawyer or something.

There was talk that Rob could go to jail.

Real jail, not juvie,

But then, he just left school.

I guess they made some kind of deal or something.

Oh, God. Jeez.

Yeah.

Well, listen, I know Rob is good-looking, popular.

At least, he was here.

But you need to tell your friend to be careful.

Very careful.

So what are your plans for this weekend?

I don't know yet. Why?

I thought maybe we could do something.

Oh, I'm gonna be with Rob, actually.

You're always with him now.

Well, yeah, he's my boyfriend.

Hey, let's do something together.

When are you and Chris gonna get over

the little argument in the locker room?

It wasn't just a little argument, Becky.

- You weren't there. - You weren't either.

Look, can we just grab food or something

before you meet up with him?

I need to talk to you. It's important.

Rob.

And I'll see you later.

You don't have to leave, Jen.

Yeah, don't leave.

No, it's fine. I'm done anyway.

I'll see you later, Becky.

Everything okay?

Yeah, everything's fine.

Come on.

Okay, what did you want to talk to me about?

I'm gonna go meet Rob. We're going for a jog.

Thanks for your time, Becky.

What is up with you?

Has Rob ever told you why he transferred from Bishop?

Okay, what is this about?

Answer me, Becky.

Yeah, he did.

It's just Rob and his dad.

Private school got a little expensive,

and the scholarship money ran out,

and they couldn't afford it anymore.

I don't know.

That's what he told you?

Becky, Rob transferred

because he was accused of hitting his ex-girlfriend.

Oh, my God, that is ridiculous.

Who told you that? Chris?

He didn't even like him from the beginning.

I have a friend who goes there.

It's true, Becky, whether you want to believe me or not.

Maybe you just don't understand him.

I think I understand him all too well.

Well, I think you're just a bit jealous of me.

Excuse me?

I've been nothing but supportive.

Oh, yeah, you've been supportive

when you were the only one with a boyfriend,

or you were the only one on the cheer team.

But now that I'm on the cheer team,

and I have a boyfriend too, that,

I'm sorry, is way hotter than Chris,

you resent me.

How dare you! You have some nerve.

I'm telling you all this because I'm worried about you,

because I care.

And now you're accusing me of being jealous?

Who are you, Becky?

I mean, how much do you really know about him?

I know he loves me.

Becky, have you even been to his house?

Oh, my God, yes!

- I know where he lives. - Met his dad?

That's where I'm going to right now to pick him up.

You know, I would have told you all about it,

but you're being such a bitch!

Mr. Rouse?

Yeah.

I'm looking for Rob.

He's not here.

I'm Becky.

I'm dating your son.

That's your problem, isn't it?

He talks about you all the time.

Do you mind if I wait here?

Like I said, he's not here.

Any idea when he's gonna be back?

You're his girlfriend. Shouldn't you know?

What are you doing here?

I was looking for you, obviously.

You weren't supposed to be here for another 20 minutes.

I needed to talk to you--

Don't ever come here without asking me first!

Hey, if you guys are gonna cause a ruckus, do it somewhere else!

Gladly.

Becky, wait.

Look, I need to talk to you.

Why are you running off on me like that?

I don't know, maybe because that was insane?

Look, I'm sorry about my dad. He's--

Well, you saw him. Ever since my mom left--

He didn't even know me. He didn't even know my name.

He didn't know anything about me.

Look, there's things about my life I don't tell him.

The good things.

I know I should have told him, but it's complicated.

Are you hiding things from me?

I don't understand.

Why did you leave your last school?

I told you. I--

- Who have you been talking to? - Why?

You think I'm gonna find something out?

I'm not afraid if you find anything out.

What I am afraid of is someone spreading lies about me,

feeding you these rumors.

- Was it Jen? - Was what Jen?

The one that's been filling your head with crap about me.

No. She's actually really worried about me.

Hah!

What?

Jen?

Jen hated me from the beginning.

No, she didn't.

Yeah, she did...

because I saw right through her and Chris.

What does that mean?

They pretend to be this perfect little couple,

but you should hear how he talks about her,

what he says about her.

Meanwhile, I treat you with respect.

I make sure other people treat you with respect,

and I'm the one being questioned.

I have to go.

Becky, wait, please!

Hey, honey.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

You don't look fine.

Mom, I'm just tired.

What is it?

Boy trouble?

There might not be a boy anymore.

Oh.

You want to talk about it?

Not tonight, Mom.

Okay. Well, if you change your mind,

I should still be up for a bit, okay?

Good morning.

Hey, you good, Mom?

Yeah. Early meeting. Gotta run.

You're not hungry?

No, thanks, but love you.

Love you too.

Huh.

Honey, you better come outside.

Guess you're not gonna tell me what that says, are you?

Basically "I'm sorry."

Well, you better get those in some water,

and then you better get to school.

Considering what a jerk I was,

I figured you deserved a big fat apology.

And I wanted to make sure it was in person.

- When did you... - Yesterday.

After you left my house, I realized how wrong I was.

I bought these then, but I didn't want to bother you.

I figured you needed some time to think, sort things out.

Wait, have you been here all night?

I just couldn't bare to stand to think how badly I treated you.

I just knew right away I had to show you how sorry I was.

Let's get you something to eat,

and let's get a vase for these beautiful flowers.

These are so pretty.

So can I make you anything?

I can put some toast.

I can even make some scrambled eggs.

No, really, I...

I'm fine.

I just feel so sick about how I treated you.

I'd like to explain.

Okay.

So explain.

My dad...

Well, you saw how he was.

Imagine that, but every day.

That's what my mom had to put up with.

The insults, the subtle threats,

the silent abuse.

So that's why she left?

Yeah.

But at first, years ago,

she tried to deal with him.

She tried to endure it.

What do you mean?

By drinking.

My mom was an alcoholic.

Rob, I'm--

And I'm an alcoholic too.

But I've been sober for years.

I started drinking young.

For a long time, I thought that's what my future

was gonna be, you know?

Just like her.

But then I realized something.

I realized it didn't have to be.

My dad doesn't control me.

And my mother's demons don't either.

I'm so proud of you.

Becky, I wanted to tell you, I really did.

It's okay.

It's okay. I understand.

So do you ever like want to--

What, want to drink?

Yeah.

Every day, but it's a slippery slope.

Okay, what can I do?

Just having you with me,

knowing that you support me

no matter what anyone else says,

that's a huge help.

Always.

Please, Becky, tell me you're not serious.

Of course, I'm serious.

Have you completely forgotten everything we talked about,

everything I told you?

Jen, I know you mean well,

but there's some things about our relationship

that you'll just never understand.

Don't be condescending, Becky.

I've had boyfriends all the way through high school,

You meet someone and suddenly you're Romeo and Juliet.

He's not right for you, Becky.

I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this.

He's unpredictable, he's violent, he's--

He's an alcoholic.

What?

Rob is a recovering alcoholic.

He told me today. It runs in his family.

But he's being really strong staying sober.

That's admirable, Becky, it really is,

but that doesn't excuse the way he's been acting towards you.

Well, I'm not just gonna abandon him,

not when he needs me the most.

Plus, I don't want to.

Becky, alcoholics need real help.

Professional help.

Rob says the only thing he needs is me.

This is too much for you to handle right now.

This is too much for anyone our age to handle alone.

Love isn't easy, Jen.

And just because you and Chris like to pretend that it is,

it's complicated.

People make sacrifices for each other.

What the hell's that supposed to mean?

Look, if our love is too deep for you to understand, Jen,

that is not my problem.

Shouldn't you be at school?

We need to talk.

So talk.

It's about how you treated Becky.

What are you babbling about?

It's the same way you treated Mom.

Rude, dismissive.

I won't allow it.

Your mom was an alcoholic, all right?

She didn't know if she was coming or going.

Best thing she ever did was leave.

Living with you all those years,

I'm just surprised she didn't leave earlier.

What the hell do you know about it, huh?

I gave you everything you needed.

I gave you a house, gave you food, clothing.

Every time your mom went off on a bender,

who do you think took care of you?

Maybe you should get an award for doing the very least

a father should do.

Hey! Who do you think you're talking to, you little punk?

You're not even worth it.

You're just like your mother, you know that?

You're weak.

You're pathetic, and you're weak.

Don't push me, Dad.

I'm warning you.

Get out of my face.

This looks amazing. Thank you so much.

You are quite welcome.

I can still whip up something nice when I need to.

Um, say, you know, uh,

I got a call at work today.

From school?

Well, all my grades have been really good,

and my AP courses have never been better.

No, it was Jen.

She's worried about you.

So worried, in fact,

that she felt it necessary to reach out to me.

Well, Jen should mind her own business.

Mm-mm.

She cares about you.

You know, sometimes that's what good friends do.

- Or jealous ones. - What?

Ever since I started seeing Rob, she's been acting so weird.

Like she was the only one on the cheer team,

and the only one with a boyfriend.

And now that I have both, she can't handle it.

Maybe it's that...

or maybe it's that sometimes other people

can see our relationships clearer than we can.

- I'm going to my room. - Please sit down.

There's something else I need to talk to you about. Please.

What is it?

Jen told me that Rob's a recovering alcoholic.

I told her that in confidence.

But, Mom, Rob has not had a sip of alcohol

since he's been sober.

He's been completely fine.

That's not why I brought this up.

You know how I told you your father

was killed in a car accident?

- What, that's not true? - No, it's true.

But it was also incomplete.

The night that he skidded off the road

and drove his car into the embankment,

his blood alcohol level was three times the legal limit.

- Dad? - He was an alcoholic.

And you know what? If he hadn't passed,

I was getting ready to leave him.

No, he was so sweet with me.

Honey, he loved you more than anything in the world.

He was sweet with you.

And he was usually sweet with me,

and he was charming to everybody who knew him.

But what?

Well, you know my scar?

The one you got sledding as a kid.

He came late from the bar one night,

and he was in a particularly bad mood,

and we started arguing,

and he took a kitchen plate,

one of our good china, actually,

and he whipped it at my head,

and it broke on the wall,

and a piece of it sliced my face.

Mom, why didn't you tell me any of this?

Because by the time you were old enough to understand,

he was gone.

It just felt better, at least at the time,

to leave his little girl with the good memories,

instead of the truth.

Mom, I'm really sorry you had to go through all this.

It's okay.

I've had a long enough time to get over it.

But now it just felt like the right time to tell you.

Okay, I know what you're thinking,

but Rob would never do anything to hurt me.

Ever.

We never think they will until they do.

You know, we are long overdue to meet, actually,

unless you have a problem with it.

No, not at all. He's been wanting to meet you.

Okay, good. Then it's settled.

I can't wait. I look forward to it.

We should really dig in before it gets cold.

Here.

Oh.

- Mrs. Snider. - Rob.

Hey.

So have you come to this restaurant before?

No, but it looks amazing.

My dad and I, we don't tend to go out to dinner much.

Well, please order whatever you want,

although I am a little partial to the chicken diablo,

if you don't mind spicy.

So, Rob, what are your plans after high school?

Have you applied to colleges yet?

Mom, what's with the third degree?

That is a perfectly normal question, sweetheart.

Right, Rob?

If you'll excuse me,

I just need to go to the restroom.

I'll be right back.

So? What do you think?

The shrimp was great.

He's nice.

He seems to certainly care about you a lot.

See? I told you.

Okay, can we just talk about this later, Mom?

Do we have to do this now?

I don't really see why you're getting so upset.

You heard me say I think he seems like a nice guy.

Do you expect me to fall in love with him in one meal?

You know, you should think about that too.

It's more than just one dinner for me.

- What is that supposed to mean? - It just means that I--

Sorry about that. What'd I miss?

Nothing. Nothing at all.

So?

So what?

Come on.

Come on, don't leave me in suspense.

I told you last night she said she liked you.

Yeah, I know what you told me, but what did she really say?

That's what she said.

Doesn't matter.

The only thing that is important is us.

Okay, I'm driving Jen to her birthday tonight,

so I'll see you there.

Yeah, I was thinking maybe we could blow that off.

No. Everybody's going.

- Exactly. - And she's my best friend.

You're coming.

It's gonna be fun.

I'll see you there.

♪ Happy birthday to you

♪ Happy birthday to you

♪ Happy birthday, dear Jen

♪ Happy birthday to you

Yes!

Hey! There you are. I've been waiting for you.

Yeah, I can tell.

Come on, let's dance.

No, how about we get out of here?

What? Leave already?

Yeah, it's stupid.

Come on, let's go somewhere, just you and me.

Oh, come on! I'm having so much fun!

Fine. I'm leaving. Suit yourself.

Just let him go. You're not his property.

You deserve to have some fun.

Dude, come on.

Hey, dude.

He needs me.

And I need you here with me.

I'm sorry. I'll be right back.

I'm sorry.

- You shouldn't be drinking. - Don't worry about it.

No, you really shouldn't be drinking, Rob.

What are you, my mother?

Well, no, because I wouldn't walk out on you.

Becky, Becky, wait!

Becky!

Becky, hold on!

Becky, please!

Becky, please let me just talk to you.

- Let me explain, please. - Leave!

Please, don't touch me.

Please let me explain.

Rob, if you don't get the hell away from me,

I'm gonna call the cops.

We both know you're not about to do that.

You call the cops,

they'll at least cite you for underage drinking,

then your mom would get a call,

then you could kiss the cheerleading team goodbye.

Give me my phone back, please.

I just want to talk, to apologize,

and then I promise you I'm gone.

Do you hate me?

I pity you.

Well, I guess I deserve that.

Look, Becky, what happened back there, that wasn't me.

I would never do that to you.

Well, then, who was it? Was it your father?

You have no idea what it's been like for me, Becky.

Every day has been a struggle, but I did it.

I've been sober because of you.

And then seeing you dance with--

I was just dancing with a friend.

It was a normal thing to do, Rob.

I just couldn't help it.

I...

All of my hard work just went out the window.

What, am I supposed to feel sorry for you?

You still love me, don't you?

Rob, you just slapped me.

You just hit me in the face!

It will never happen again, I promise you.

Tell me you believe me.

I believe you.

Can I have my phone back?

Please, let me just drive you home.

Becky.

I feel like I'm in a spy movie.

- Don't be ridiculous. - You're being so secretive.

You'll find out now that we're here.

Jen, this better not be some fix-up like last time.

I'm nowhere near ready for that,

and I don't think I'll ever be again.

Don't worry. It's nothing like that.

- Amanda. - Jen.

This is my best friend Becky,

and I didn't tell her what we're here for.

Ah, afraid she wouldn't come, huh?

Well, let's just say I wasn't sure.

Don't kill me,

but I wanted you to hear this for yourself.

Amanda is the girl who Rob used to date at Bishop,

the one my friend Sarah told me about.

Yeah, and not to rush things,

but my break's up in 10 minutes.

I'm assuming you're a cheerleader.

Well, yeah, I just started. I just made the team.

That doesn't surprise me. You're just Rob's type.

A cheerleader. Pretty, dark hair.

Becky, would you mind if I told Amanda

what happened at the party?

He slapped me.

Is that the first time that happened?

And the last, believe me.

I just wanted you to hear it from Amanda,

just in case you had second thoughts.

He can be very convincing.

Believe me, I am embarrassed to tell you

how many times I took him back.

But he was my first boyfriend,

and I know it sounds crazy,

but I thought maybe it was normal,

that that was how relationships were supposed to be.

Besides, when things were good, they were very good.

He was as sweet and charming as they come.

My parents liked him. My parents.

So what happened?

He started getting angry with me all the time.

He'd fly off the handle at the littlest things.

Then physically...

he grabbed me too hard.

After that, I tried to end things.

But then he stopped, right?

At first, he tried to convince me

to just give him one more chance.

But when he realized that wasn't happening,

he started getting possessive.

Crazy possessive.

He said that if he couldn't have me, then no one could.

He's a psycho. I told you.

After that, I know this sounds crazy,

but I swear he started stalking me...

around town, at school.

I couldn't prove it.

There was no physical evidence.

I could just feel him.

See? I told you it sounds crazy.

No, it doesn't sound crazy at all.

So what happened next?

And then I realized who the crazy one really was.

While my parents were at a matinee,

Rob got into my house, attacked me.

I thought he was going to kill me.

I managed to escape,

but after that, my parents got involved,

threatened to sue Rob for harassment.

But then it was all over, right?

The next year, this year, he never came back to school.

I'm guessing his dad told him to stay away from me.

They don't really have very much money,

and my dad's a very successful lawyer.

They should have thrown his ass in jail.

Thank you for telling me all of this.

You really didn't have to.

He's not just a jerk like a lot of guys are.

He's dangerous.

And while he might be very convincing otherwise,

if I were you, I would stay away from him for good.

- God, Rob. - I didn't mean to scare you.

I told you I don't want to see you or talk to you again.

I know, and I respect that.

I just wanted to say I'm sorry one last time.

You mean everything to me.

I totally screwed it up,

just like everything else in my life.

It's not gonna work this time, Rob.

And it shouldn't.

Look, as much as I love you,

I'm not the right thing for you right now.

I need to get help. I know that, and I will.

I just wanted to say I'm sorry one last time.

If it wasn't for you, things would be much worse.

I appreciate everything you've done for me.

Take care, okay?

I'm heading out, Amanda.

Do you want me to walk you to your car?

No, it's just in the parking lot.

Okay, have a good one.

Excellent work, ladies.

Get some rest. I'll see you tomorrow.

Bye. See you guys later.

- Miss Snider. - Coach.

- Can you stay for a second? - Yeah.

Can I speak to her alone, please?

Sure, no problem.

Okay, I'm all ears.

I'm sorry?

I like to think I know

when something's bothering one of my girls.

It's that obvious, huh?

You don't want to talk about it, do you?

Not really, no.

Well, I'm not gonna force you to talk,

but I've been doing this for a long time, Becky,

so humor me for a second, okay?

Okay.

I really believe in cheerleading, I do.

The hard work, the camaraderie, the sacrifice.

It instills the skills in young women

that they'll need to succeed in life

'cause when you're young, everything seems magnified.

Thoughts, feelings.

But if you stay true to the values

that's gotten you this far,

trust me, everything else will seem like background music.

Is that all, Miss Flynn?

Thanks.

Becky?

When I said that everything seems magnified,

that doesn't mean that things don't have serious consequences.

Please be careful out there.

Okay.

Okay.

What is it? What's wrong?

- Oh, my God. - I know.

We have to go to the cops, Becky.

No, we can't.

I mean, they probably already know.

When your kid goes missing,

that's the first person you call, right?

They don't know what we know.

Of course, they do.

I mean, his parents probably already spoke to them,

and they mentioned him.

What are you so afraid of, that he'll do something to you?

No, I'm not afraid.

Oh, God, you're protecting him.

- Don't be ridiculous. - I'm not.

After all of this, after everything we've seen and heard,

you're defending him.

No, I'm not defending him! I'm just--

I don't think he's capable of... murder.

Then tell me, where is Amanda White?

I didn't mean to scare you.

What are you doing here, Rob?

I'm lost without you.

I know I don't deserve you, but I need you.

Please stop.

Are you saying that you can forget about

everything that we had?

Everything that we did?

I haven't forgotten about anything

and neither has my face.

And I apologized for that a hundred times.

Yeah, well, sometimes that's not enough!

You'll be sorry about this, Becky.

You'll pay for this.

Yeah?

Like Amanda White did?

How could you have kept all of this from me?

Well, Mom, I was just like... scared,

and I was confused and...

Honestly, I didn't even know how much I was imagining.

He laid a hand on you. You didn't imagine that.

I know. I just didn't want to tell you

because what you told me about dad,

and then I didn't want you to relive it.

It's my job to protect you.

You never, ever have to worry about protecting me.

What do we do?

We can make sure he never does this to anybody ever again.

I know it's frustrating, Mrs. Snider,

but I can't tell you all the particulars

of an active investigation.

You can't even tell us if Rob Rouse is under investigation

for the disappearance of that young lady,

even after everything my daughter told you?

It could compromise the prosecution

if I were to tell you anything.

All I can say is that the information

that your daughter supplied us with

could be very helpful.

You did the right thing, young lady.

What about the fact that he slapped her?

You can file a report, but it's a simple battery, misdemeanor.

So what you're saying is we shouldn't even bother.

What I'm saying is if you want to see this young man

put away for a long time,

a charge of murder goes a lot further.

What about right now?

How do we make sure he doesn't get anywhere near Becky?

You could file a restraining order,

but it could take weeks before it's processed.

- Are you kidding me? - Afraid not.

Unfortunately, the system wasn't designed

to handle crimes like harassment or stalking.

And cyber stalking, you can forget about it.

I know it's not fair, but it's reality.

So you're telling me that my daughter is a sitting duck.

For now, just stay away from him.

Don't let him get anywhere close to you.

You'll be fine, I promise.

Come on, honey.

What a bunch of crap!

A week to file a restraining order?

And they wonder why people don't report crimes.

You have to read between the lines, Mom.

He didn't want us focusing on some minor charge

when they're going after him for murder.

That's what he was trying to tell us.

Maybe, but you stay away from him until he's caught, okay?

You don't have to worry about that.

Becky, honey, is that you?

Hey, Beck.

Sweetie!

Huh.

Hello, Mrs. Snider.

See you soon.

Honey, did you hear something?

No, but I was listening to music.

You weren't walking around your room or anything?

Just trying to get comfortable.

Okay. I guess that must have been it.

Don't stay up too late.

So do you have practice today?

Mom, you ask me the same thing every day,

and every day, I say the same thing: Yes, I have--

Practice every day. I know. I'm sorry.

- Are you gonna be late? - I shouldn't be.

In fact, I'd like to make us a nice dinner,

so no going for pizza after practice with Jen

because I don't want you to ruin your appetite.

Ruin my appetite? Mom, what am I, like seven?

Have a great day. I love you.

You too.

There's a call for you on the main line.

It's the vice principal of your daughter's school.

This is Eliza Snider, Becky's mother.

Mrs. Snider? This is Peter Moore.

I'm a vice principal at Central High.

Yes, is something wrong?

I'm afraid so, ma'am.

We'd like you to come down here right away.

Is Becky all right?

She's fine, ma'am.

Okay, well, then can you first tell me what's going on?

We'd rather you come down here in person.

I'd like to explain it all to you face-to-face.

Okay.

I'll leave right now.

Carla, I'll be back as soon as I can.

Just breathe.

Don't struggle.

See you tomorrow.

Hey, Becky.

Um, after our talk the other day,

I just wanted to check on you.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, actually everything's going a lot better.

I'm glad to hear that.

I actually wanted to tell you that--

Becky, you okay?

I think that's my mom's car.

Don't run.

Don't say a word.

Otherwise, I'll kill her.

Now, get in the car, Becky.

Front seat.

Now!

Hello, Becky.

What is it, Rob? What is it that you want?

Isn't it obvious?

The one thing I've always wanted.

You.

This isn't the way to get me.

Please, just let my mom go.

Oh, I think it's a little late for that.

- Don't you think? - No, it's never too late.

We could talk about it.

I'm not stupid, Becky.

I know there's no way you'll ever come back to me now.

They've poisoned you against me. All of 'em.

Your mom, Jen, that bitch Amanda.

And eventually, I'll make them all pay.

No, please, please, you have to believe me.

I would take you back.

I would. Just let my mom go.

You're just trying to trick me.

No, Rob, I would never do that to you.

You know me.

You know me. I...

I never stopped loving you.

I even have the flower that you gave me when we first met.

Do you want to see?

God!

Mom, Mom!

Looks like you messed with the wrong cheerleader.

The police are on their way.

- Come on, come on. - Spin him over. Let's go.

All right, come on. Get up.

Hands up. Get your hands on there.

Spread 'em out a little bit.

We'll be in contact soon with more questions.

In the meantime, the best thing is for you two to go home

and get some rest.

Is he gonna be out anytime soon?

If Rob Rouse gets out anytime, which I doubt,

he'll have to chase you down in his walker.

You're a very brave girl, Miss Snider.

That she is.

Like I said, go home and get some rest. Take care.

- Thank you, Detective. - You're welcome.

Understand all that?

Yeah.

You're going away for a long time, kid.

I've got a daughter myself,

so I don't want to see some punk like you on the streets.

Well, she must be perfect like you.

As a matter of fact, she's an honor roll student

and a cheerleader.

Really?

Let's go.

So do you ladies need a ride home?

It's okay. We have my car.

Okay.

Hey, Miss Flynn.

Yes?

Why did you decide to come back?

It was Jen.

When I got back to the locker room,

she asked was everything okay.

She was worried about you.

I told her that your mother was picking you up,

and she thought that that was unusual,

so I thought I'd better check things out.

I'm glad I did.

Me too. I don't even want to think

what would have happened if you hadn't shown up, Miss Flynn.

Me either.

He's obviously a very disturbed young man.

Yeah, who made one big mistake.

He did mess with the wrong cheerleader.