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WOMAN: Previously on "Guidance"...
- Your father is tired of fighting.
WOMAN: Where's Liddy? LAYLA: What?
She's smoking pot again? - Nobody transfers
from Oakdale Academy to CHS unless they were forced to.
TYLER: You deciding behind my back
you don't wanna go to Duke is not my idea of hilarious.
HILARY: This is a blatant injustice and I'm the only one
that'd say anything about it.
Your little Alliance want some tea
about what's actually happening at Capitol High?
Take a seat.
[crickets chirping]
[eerie music]
Oh, God.
♪ ♪
Oh.
[finger tapping]
Why aren't you deleting?
No, no.
♪ ♪
Oh, no, you'll just post it.
[grunts]
♪ ♪
[electronic warble]
Wake up.
♪ ♪
WOMAN: ♪ My own world ♪
♪ Living inside myself ♪
♪ Myself ♪
♪ Living for no one else ♪
♪ Then I see your face ♪
♪ I don't want to face it ♪
♪ No more ♪
♪ So I look away ♪
♪ I don't want to face it ♪
♪ No more ♪
♪ What I'm thinking ♪
♪ What I'm saying ♪
♪ I don't ever know ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ♪
♪ So come in ♪
♪ ♪
- So what he's saying is that a human pair-bond,
like marriage, is a result of a social agreement
which is based in evolutionary need.
But this is the age of swipe right.
- [chuckles] - So--well, am I right?
I'm right.
So these dated constructs, or these rules,
you know, they did a good job of getting us out
of the Stone Age, but what do you guys think?
They still serve us today?
[school bell ringing]
Rain check. Hey, don't forget,
read chapter 11.
Hilary.
I'm, uh--I'm really glad you decided
to give the class another chance.
- Yeah. Um...
I better go before I--
[door rattling]
- You okay, Ty?
- Brianna's messing with my head.
- Ah, girl troubles.
Got you. - At first,
we're both going to Duke.
Then she's applying to State.
And she's all cool when people are around,
but all cold when they're not.
I can't--
what the hell, man.
[chuckles]
- Well, you wanna know the big secret?
Girls don't want you to take charge.
They want you to pay attention to who they are.
They want you to really listen
to what they have to say.
They're gonna do what they're gonna do
in the first place anyways.
- You're totally right.
- You know, my suggestion,
give her some space.
When the time is right,
she'll come back.
She always does, right?
[humming]
- What?
- Have you seen Smiley anywhere?
- I'm kind of busy.
- Are you watching my video?
- What are you talking about?
You mind much? - Okay.
If you see Smiley, can you please tell him
that I need him-- - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- God.
[guitar strumming] - [humming]
What? LAYLA: You're playing.
It's beautiful.
You're beautiful.
- Give me that.
- It's called pop my cherry red.
Wanna try it? LIDDY: [giggles]
[slow music]
♪ ♪
- Layla.
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
- What the hell, Layla?
- I'm so over this whole bad boy thing.
- Well, hate the game, don't hate the player.
- You want a game on other girls?
Fine.
But stay away from Liddy.
- Liddy's a big girl.
She can do what she wants.
- Yeah? Well, it'd be a shame
if someone narked on your little side business.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Do I look like I'm stupid?
Stop selling weed to Liddy.
- Don't mistake me for an asshole
with a grow light in his basement.
You don't wanna mess with me. - Hmm.
What are you gonna do,
hit me with your board?
- The guys I work for
don't like snitches or bitches.
- Then stop selling to Liddy
and we won't have a problem.
ALANA: Layla, Ozo,
what's going on?
- It's all good, Ms. Maynor.
[skateboard thuds] - Ozo, no board in the halls.
Layla, my office.
[Layla sighs]
- Ozo's always plowing over people
and I'm the one getting in trouble?
- This isn't about skateboarding.
What's going on?
Layla, anything that you tell me
will be completely confidential.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- When should you give up on someone?
- Well, there's a difference between giving up
and letting go.
- What's the difference?
- Anger means giving up
and love is letting go.
This is about Liddy?
- She barely says three words to me anymore.
It's like the old Liddy is back.
All through middle school, elementary school,
she had to live with that drunk of a dad.
She'd wake and bake just to deal.
[sighs] Well...
her mom finally tossed him out
and everything was good,
like, really good.
She stopped getting stoned.
It was great.
- And did she have support for this
or go to meetings?
- No.
She just quit.
It's not like she was an addict
or anything.
She was just in a bad situation.
Well, what if she is an addict at her core
and the stopping wasn't real?
This--this is terrible timing for me.
- And terrible for Liddy.
- Right. Of course.
- I can talk to her.
- If she won't talk to me, she won't talk to you.
- Then keep trying.
- For how long?
Until she drags me down with her
and the band?
Everyone thinks that this band thing
is a phase for me, but it's not.
It's mine. I built it.
I'm not gonna go through this again with her.
I'm not.
- Can I make a suggestion?
Don't give up until the anger's gone
and then you can let go.
[indistinct chatter, camera shutter clicking]
- Hey, hey.
Careful with that.
I get my guitar back, right?
- Which one's yours? - Do I look acoustic?
- So you were on the stage when the shooting happened?
- You can't ask them that.
- Did you see anything?
- What I saw was that justice was served.
- Layla, stop.
He's still a person.
Nobody deserves to get shot.
- Girls, please.
You can't ask them any more questions.
- Yeah.
I'll be right back.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
Steve.
You see those two girls over there,
the one in the suit and the one in the white dress?
I need to know who came with who.
- Got it.
♪ ♪
- [sighs]
♪ ♪
[acoustic music]
♪ ♪
- ♪ Tripping over words ♪
♪ Never was my style ♪
♪ ♪
♪ But the way you made me feel ♪
♪ I couldn't help but smile ♪
♪ Yeah, you really got me ♪
♪ So fast ♪
♪ So fast ♪
♪ Syncopated ♪
♪ So syncopated ♪
♪ Like that ♪
♪ Just like that ♪
♪ Dissipated ♪
- Mom?
LIDDY: ♪ Help me try to understand ♪
♪ What's going on inside your head ♪
♪ Nothing can save us ♪
♪ Can save us ♪
♪ I don't know if you got burned ♪
♪ Listen, honey, I'm not her ♪
♪ Heartbreak is contagious ♪
♪ Contagious ♪
♪ It's not like we can talk it out ♪
♪ Runnin' out of words somehow ♪
♪ Can't turn back the pages ♪
♪ The pages ♪
♪ Keep on going round and round ♪
♪ How long till we figure out? ♪
♪ Heartbreak is contagious ♪
♪ Contagious ♪
♪ It's not like we can talk it out ♪
♪ Runnin' out of words somehow ♪
♪ Heartbreak is contagious ♪
♪ Contagious ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
- Yeah! All right.
[applause]
I'm blown away.
I mean, what a transformation, Liddy.
You're not just a bass line.
You are a singer-songwriter.
- Thanks. - You should be
really proud of yourself.
Give it up. - Thanks, guys.
- All right.
BRIANNA: Seven, eight, one, two,
three, and four,
five, six, seven, eight,
one, two--okay.
You're sloppy.
You guys, your moves have to be sharp.
You have to watch me, I'm giving you the cues,
but I can't dance it for you, right?
So let's do it again.
We got this.
Five, six, seven, eight,
one, two, three and four,
and five, six, let's do it again.
[slow music]
♪ ♪
One, two, three and four,
five, six, let's do it again.
♪ ♪
Five, six, seven, eight.
Come on, ladies, pick it up.
Again, five, six, seven, eight,
one, two, three and four, five--
again, are you kidding me?
Five, six, seven, eight.
- Oh, you little perv.
- Perv or player, I walk the line.
- Yeah, right.
- You're still hanging with the hippies?
No, no judgment.
They're my best customers.
- Some people actually value talent
over shock and awe.
- Not Layla.
- Yeah, not Layla.
- I saw your song Snap.
- Yeah? What do you think?
- It's pretty good,
you know, for a girly love song.
BRIANNA: And smile.
- You think you could do better.
- You never know. I'm full of surprises.
- Okay. What kind of surprises
do you got for me today? - Whoa.
It can't be done.
- Dude, you're gonna make me go analog?
Just give me a drag. - No, look.
I'm serious.
I can't sell to you right now.
- What's up your ass?
- Layla's boot.
- God, what are you talking about?
- Your girl was all up in my grill in the hall.
People breaking their necks to hear.
I can't have that kind of attention.
- You knew she would never actually nark you out.
She's just trying to control me.
- It's not personal, Liddy,
but we can still hang, but...
until you get Layla under control,
we can't smoke.
- Okay, fine.
You suck, by the way.
♪ ♪
BRIANNA: Six, seven, eight.
- See you tomorrow.
♪ ♪
Busy day at work?
- You know, your boyfriend has been watching you.
- What do you mean? I like being watched.
- So this Ozo kid's got game.
Maybe he got himself stuck
in the middle of a lover's quarrel.
- Officer, Ozo was the quarrel...
between Brianna and Tyler
and Liddy and Layla.
- Wait, I don't get it.
You mean, are those two--
oh, aren't they together together?
- Liddy was grappling with--
her grades were dropping.
She was skipping classes,
pulling away from the band,
from Layla.
- And her girlfriend wasn't happy about that?
It looks like she's still not too happy.
- There you are.
Where were you yesterday?
- Oh, ever heard of a sick day?
- Did you not get any of my texts?
- Oh, all 40 trillion of them.
I figured your little emergency could wait
until after I was done working my guts out.
- Oh, my God. Okay.
I need you to delete the video
that I uploaded to The Alliance site.
- Sure, fine, whatever.
Is that it? - No.
I need to see you delete it.
- Why? What's on it?
- You haven't seen it yet?
- Well, not yet. - Okay.
Please, I'm begging you,
just dump it.
- Wow, Hil, what did you do?
- Okay, listen.
I will give you something instead.
Serious scandal,
but you have to delete this,
sight unseen.
- Okay, then.
Dazzle me, because as you know,
a vlog is forever.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- Alana, what are you doing here?
- I'm really late. - I can't even believe
you're here. Go home.
- I can't.
I have too much work to do.
The first essays are coming in
and I can't get behind.
- Alana, the students can wait.
Go home, all right.
Be with your mom.
- My sister is with her,
and they're very close.
I've never been a part of that.
I was always more of a daddy's girl.
- Look, Alana, I...
I'm so sorry-- - No.
It's fine.
It's good for me to be here.
- When's your dad's funeral?
- Sunday.
- Okay.
I'll be there. - No,
you don't have to do that-- - Well, Alana,
grief is a very serious thing.
Let me help you, please-- - I don't--
I don't do help.
- Everyone has a first time.
[somber music]
♪ ♪
- See, they're a thing.
- Are you serious?
Her dad just died. It's a hug.
- Ms. Maynor does not hug.
- This isn't dirt.
- Use it, don't use it,
but you have to keep up your end of the bargain.
Delete the video and don't watch it.
- Okay, I got the short end of this stick,
but fine.
And dink.
- Are you sure you deleted it?
- Scout's honor.
Fuck the Boy Scouts.
They beat the hell out of me.
And dink.
- You look great out there today.
- I am so not in the mood for a fight.
- Hey, babe, this isn't a fight, okay?
It's an apology.
I've been such a dick.
No wonder you wanna get away from me.
I've been so in your face,
in your life,
bossing you around.
- I just needed you to listen.
- I know.
And if you...
if you wanna go to State, you should go to State.
- Seriously?
You mean that? - Yeah.
But we'll make it work,
long distance, whatever.
We can make it happen.
- Who are you?
This is all I ever wanted.
Just for you to think about me
for a change. - I know.
- Because I matter, too, you know.
- Yeah, I know. I get that now.
I really do.
We're good now, right?
- I just wish you would've said all this earlier.
- Please, Bri-bri.
Baby, I love you.
We can fix this.
You know? - Yeah.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
LIDDY: You can't just treat people like that.
You pissed Ozo off and now he won't even talk--
LAYLA: He won't sell to you?
Boo-hoo. You listen to me.
The band is about to hit
and you're sabotaging me?
- Have you ever considered
that I might be going through something?
- What, Liddy?
What are you going through?
We've already been through this.
I'm not gonna do it again. - Okay.
Well, just because you've known me forever
doesn't mean you know everything about me.
I'm not frozen in time, you know.
People change. - And change is good
as long as it's for the better
and not some regression
back into a smoked out haze.
- You know, there are some people
who are actually really proud of who I'm becoming.
- Oh, my, God.
- What?
- Ozo bought that for you.
You said you found it. - No, he didn't. I did--
- Are you sleeping with him? - Of course no.
- What are you, bi now?
Oh, my God.
Are you going ahead?
- Layla, you're freaking out over nothing.
- We've been together since we were eight.
For Halloween, we dressed up as Batman and Robin.
Everyone thought we were boys.
You can't--
this isn't even possible.
- Anything's possible.
- How could you do this to me?
- To you?
My God, this is exactly what you do.
You twist everything to make it
about you, you, you.
- I'm not the one who has you twisted.
Ozo has you confused.
We got to get your head clear--
there are meetings.
Tonight, I can drive you myself.
We can get you clean
and then we'll be good again.
We can--we can get back on track
with the album. - You don't get it.
I'm not Robin anymore.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[phone alerts dinging]
♪ ♪
- All right, Smiley.
You want the truth
about what's happening at CHS?
Then here it is.
There's a teacher-- I won't say his name--
who has everybody fooled.
I'm the only one that can see
that he's a manipulative, two-faced monster
who needs constant adoration to feel alive.
And if you don't give that to him,
you better watch out
because he will take you down.
Oh, but if you're a cheerleader
wearing a short skirt to class,
congratulations.
You automatically get an A.
Forget those of us who actually work their asses off,
you can just show your ass to Mr. R--
to a certain teacher
who needs to be fired immediately.
ALANA: What's going on?
- Nothing.
Wait here, please.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- Girl in the bloody dress,
she came with this guy.
♪ ♪
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