Original subtitles

[grand orchestral fanfare playing]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

LAUREL: It's rumored by historians

that kissing began millions of years ago

from mouth-to-mouth feeding moms would do for their babies.

Yuck.

And the first recorded instance of the romantic kiss

was 3,500 years ago in what is now India.

Since then, kissing has meant many things.

- A New Year's kiss. - [people cheering]

- Kissing under mistletoe. - [sleigh bells jingling]

- Sealed with a kiss. - [kissing]

- You may now kiss the bride. - [church bells clanging]

But kissing is also dangerous.

Mono is called the kissing disease,

and kissing was a big no-no during the black plague.

Kissing killed people.

But...

whatever the origin of two people

smacking their lips together is,

it survived thousands of years to torture girls like me.

We grew up with true love's kiss.

The fairy tales, those damned Disney movies

where true love's kiss had the power to break curses.

[sighs]

Girls like me grow up with these stories wondering,

"Could that ever happen for me?"

I know, it's not cool to be a romantic anymore.

A romantic is naive,

willfully ignorant of the darkness in this world.

But...

maybe, just maybe...

...it could happen for me.

♪ ♪

- [snaps fingers] - Focus.

Operation First Kiss is a go.

Sorry, I'm here.

RANGER PAULINE: Hey, girls. Come on, let's go.

["Angel from Heaven" by Ricky Coyne and His Guitar Rockers]

♪ Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo... ♪

LAUREL: It seems I'm one of the only people left

at East Hart High who hasn't had their first kiss.

My best friend Poppy had hers

last summer at soccer camp.

She scored the winning point and then smacked one

- on the goalie. - [whistle blowing]

Chuck says his first kiss

was on a Zamboni with a cheerleader.

But then he fell off and broke his tooth on the ice.

For Tyler, it was while doing physics homework

with a classmate.

But his mom walked in

and ruined the moment.

Bree's was on a dare at a concert.

She ran onstage and kissed the guitar player.

[crowd cheering]

Evan's was on a volunteer trip he went on

while on the front steps of a house they both helped to build.

And Leo...

I actually don't know.

You're getting your first kiss on Valentine's Day.

- Shh. Shut up. - It's giving romance novel.

You're gonna jinx me.

It's like you're inviting disaster.

You don't even know if anything's gonna happen.

No, no, no, don't talk like that. Come on.

- You got it. You got it. - Oh.

POPPY: Go, go, go, go, go. Go.

[whispering]: Abort mission. I'm gonna barf.

- [whispering]: Turn around. - RANGER PAULINE: Everybody,

- pair up with a buddy. - LEO: Hey, Laurel.

Want to buddy up?

♪ ♪

- Yeah. - RANGER PAULINE: Cooler seasons

are not known for their blossoms,

but there are some rare species

that are the most beautiful in the dark of winter.

Soak it all in, guys.

[Laurel grunts]

[chuckles]: What's that for?

I don't know. It's a walking stick.

[chuckles]: Okay.

How do you get the bark to look so real?

You're definitely the most talented here.

Hey, Ms. Stark complimented the details of your pine.

I think you're the talented one.

Yeah, right. I'll be selling pet sketches,

and you'll have paintings in the Guggenheim.

- Well, then... here. - [page ripping]

You can sell it for millions one day.

[Laurel chuckles]

♪ ♪

RANGER PAULINE: Move forward!

[bridge creaking]

Stay single file if you can,

and then take it all in.

If you guys are lucky and you look over the side here...

- [laughter] - TYLER: Careful.

RANGER PAULINE: ...you might see some salmon!

[bridge creaking]

RANGER PAULINE: Smell that fresh air!

- TYLER: Right there. - You're not scared, are you?

CHUCK: Hey, Bree.

- [Chuck laughing] - [bridge rattling]

- LEO: Ooh. - RANGER PAULINE: Oh, my God.

Look at that, guys.

Catch.

[Leo chuckles]

RANGER PAULINE: How lucky are we to be out here right now?

Look there.

SHANNON: Hey, guys!

I need a pic!

This is stunning! Squeeze together.

TYLER: Oh, picture... picture time.

- Okay, okay, okay. - SHANNON: Come on, get together!

I need to see everybody's faces!

Why does your mom have to come with us

- to every school thing, huh? - Shut up.

Every time.

- SHANNON: Yeah, that's it! - [chattering]

♪ ♪

LAUREL: Maybe, just maybe...

it could happen for me.

Uh, okay, let's do a silly one.

- Goof around. - [bridge rattling]

Hey, stop. Stop it, stop it, stop it.

[laughing]

- Stop. Stop, stop. - [rattling]

- [growling playfully] - BREE: Chuck.

I got it.

[screaming]

Mom!

[screaming]

[straining]

[panting]

[grunting]

[screaming]

[muffled heavy breathing]

TYLER [muffled]: Mom.

[coughing]

Mom.

[clearly]: Mom.

[water splashing]

[others coughing]

TYLER: Mom? Mom.

- [Poppy whimpering] - Stand up.

[whimpering]: I can't do it. I can't.

[Poppy crying]

It-it's okay, hon.

Just breathe.

[crying continues]

Take deep breaths, honey. You're okay.

TYLER: Come on, come on, wake up.

[crying continues]

[sobbing]

LAUREL: Poppy.

RANGER PAULINE: Laurel, she's okay.

Just go check on Leo.

LAUREL: Hey.

Hey. Hey.

[grunts] Hey.

Leo?

[softly]: Hey.

[laughs]: Hey.

- [Leo laughs] - Hey.

♪ ♪

Hey.

♪ ♪

[screaming]

♪ ♪

WOMAN [on recording]: Breathe in.

- [meditation bowl tone chimes] - Breathe out.

Remember you are strong

and capable

and your anxieties do not rule you.

You are safe.

You are capable.

With each breath, let the guilt

of past events melt away.

[zipper whizzing]

[Laurel sighs]

LAUREL: I'm seeing and feeling

that this window is secure.

I'm seeing and feeling that this window is secure.

♪ ♪

[knocking on door]

Ready?

You'll take it easy your first day back, right?

Yes, ma'am.

Yeah, easy-peasy.

I know you don't want to go back.

Just remember, the doctor said it is very important

[muffled]: for you to get back to your life.

♪ ♪

[glass shattering]

[flames whooshing]

- DIANE: Laurel. Laurel! - [Laurel coughing]

[Laurel and Diane screaming]

REPORTER: A mother and her teenage daughter died

- tragically in a house fire. - [sirens wailing]

[reporter continues indistinctly]

[reporter stops]

Hey.

Are you doing it again?

No. Doing what?

That railing is made of balsa wood,

and that is so flammable,

and we really ought to have, like, a fire escape ladder

underneath that window,

and you told me that you were gonna change the bulb to LED.

Laurel.

You've got this.

[Diane sighs]

I'm proud of you.

Hmm?

And-- [kisses]-- I love you.

♪ ♪

[students chattering, laughing]

[low conversation]

[laughing]

- [Bree laughs] - [boy talks indistinctly]

ZOLLY: Huh?

Hey, Laurel.

You're back.

As a welcome gift, I have

an insane investment opportunity for you.

My new crypto app uses the miracle of blockchain to--

Wait, let me show-- Oh, I'm getting it.

Wait, Laurel. Hey, Laurel. Come on. [groans]

Laurel. Welcome back.

Thanks, Principal Yang.

I hope your time away was a healing one.

It's been a challenging year for everyone

since losing Leo.

Hard as a principal, but also a time of loss as a dad

seeing so much taken from Poppy with her injury.

You know, since she lost soccer,

she's been really trying to find herself.

Anyway, I-I know you two had a falling out, but I--

I think I'm gonna be late to class.

Okay.

Glad to have you back.

Thank you.

PRINCIPAL YANG: Chuck. Get off that trash can.

Laurel.

POPPY: Attention, please.

East Hart High students,

love is in the air, and it's finally time

for our Enchanted Garden Valentine's Dance!

Your donations will go towards throwing

the sickest dance any school has ever had.

Invest in next-level decor,

a fire DJ,

and direct your eyes at handsome Tyler

showing off our stunning venue,

the Conservatory!

Dress to impress and bring your sweetheart.

It's time to kiss under the stars.

["Give Them Hell [Serial Killer Slayer]" by Polartropica plays]

♪ Give them hell! ♪

♪ Give them hell! ♪

- Laurel? - [song stops]

Laurel.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Laurel, you're back.

Hey, Noah.

My brother would have been so embarrassed by this.

Gold-plated. Not his style.

[Laurel sighs]

He never would've wanted to be

the center of attention like this.

We have a school Bible club now.

- Oh. - You should come.

Oh.

Thanks. I mean, I just don't know if that's my thing.

You know, you don't have to carry this pain alone.

My brother wouldn't have wanted you to.

EVAN: Noah, buddy.

Principal Yang was just looking for you.

Something about double-booking the rehearsal space.

- Hi. - Hey.

Sorry. Thanks.

No, you're good. Good.

Noah's a good guy. He's...

just a little intense.

Yeah.

I'm glad to see that you're back, though.

Yeah, well, that makes one of us.

Do you want to go see, uh, a game tomorrow?

With me and Bree?

Yeah, I just... I don't know if I'm really, like,

a hockey kind of girl.

Oh, no, no, we don't... I mean,

we don't really go for the hockey.

The cheer team, they-they have, like, this new routine,

- so Bree and I are gonna watch that and... -Oh.

She can drive us, so we-we can pick you up,

if-if you want.

Big crowds, tall rafters, loud noises.

It's just not really my thing.

Okay.

What if I, uh,

promise to bring earmuffs

- and-and-and to keep you safe? - [laughs softly]

♪ ♪

[vehicle approaching]

[tires screeching]

[heavy metal music playing loudly over radio]

Hey.

How are you?

- [loud music continues] - [tires screeching]

- [vehicles crashing] - [screaming]

REPORTER: Three teenagers died today

when their Jeep rolled over across four lanes of traffic

this afternoon on the way to the mall.

[screaming continues]

[mouthing]

Yeah, no, I, um...

I can't.

[music continues playing quietly over radio]

Are you okay?

I can't. [inhales]

Um, this car is just...

- The...? Oh. - The-the car, um...

- I can't. - No, no, it's okay.

You sure?

I'm sorry. You can...

It's me.

You can go. Uh, enjoy the game.

I'm sorry. I-I just... I-I can't do this.

Um...

- Okay. - [Laurel sighs]

[Laurel inhales]

[hyperventilating]

[vehicle door closes]

[vehicle departing]

[footsteps approaching]

EVAN: Hey.

Can I help?

[crickets chirping]

LAUREL: I don't know. It...

It doesn't make sense.

For some reason, my brain is just

obsessed with all danger now.

I, um... [clicks tongue]

as of, uh, what, like a-a year ago,

I started really getting into disaster videos.

Like shipwrecks and typhoons

- and... bridge collapses. - [laughing]

- Shut up. - What?

No, I'm not the only freak?

- No way. - Yes.

- [laughing] - Yes, I'm serious.

I'm over here thinking, like, I'm opening up and...

[laughs]: No, uh...

- What's your favorite? - My favorite? Uh...

- Mm-hmm. - 35W.

- That one hits close to home. - Ooh, stop.

- I've watched that one so many times. -Oh, really?

Yes, what...?

What is that? Why-why does watching disaster videos

make me feel safer?

They're oddly comforting, right?

[laughing]: I... I'm broken. I don't know.

[both laughing]

I...

My theory is that...

my brain is trying to stop itself

from experiencing more intense things.

You know, like, I-I...

I think it's so hard

to even think clearly half of the time,

and so I know that I can't control life, obviously,

but as long as I know that I'm doing everything in my power

to stop more bad things from happening.

Laurel...

I-I'm so sorry a-about Leo,

but that's not your fault.

Debatable.

But, um...

- Thank you. - Yeah.

Thanks.

Uh... [sighs]

It's, uh, it's getting kind of late.

I should probably...

Yeah, I'm sorry. [chuckles]

No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for keeping you.

No, no, it's... it was great.

[Laurel laughing]

I'm...

- Uh... - I, um...

I've been meaning to say this for a... a long time.

Um...

I really like you.

I've... I just never had the-the guts to say it before,

but it-it's important to face our fears, right?

So I, um...

- I-I did 'cause I said it. - [laughs]

But, no, it's, um... it's late, so...

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[pained grunting]

[screaming]

- ["Tragedy in Town" playing] - ♪ Not a star was shining ♪

♪ Rain was falling down ♪

- ♪ Then like a bolt ♪ - [knife stabbing]

[Evan screaming]

- ♪ Of lightning ♪ - [screams]

- ♪ Tragedy in town ♪ - [grunting]

♪ You won't read it in the paper ♪

[distorted]: ♪ And regrets will be few... ♪

♪ ♪

[screaming]

[breathing heavily]

I...

[whimpers]

[sighs]

Uh...

♪ ♪

[breathing heavily]

DIANE [calling]: Laurel, what was that?

- Are you okay? - I'm fine!

♪ ♪

[muffled chatter]

BREE [muffled]: Hey. Hey, dude.

[clearly]: Laurel.

Um, I just want to let you know that

you didn't miss anything last night.

That game was so boring.

[muffled]: Then we went to Tyler's afterwards,

and his mom is away, so, you know, it was full chaos.

[Bree continues muffled, indistinctly]

EVAN [muffled]: Hey, Bree.

- [screams] - EVAN [clearly]: Laurel.

Hey.

Hi.

Um...

- I'm sorry about last night. - What?

I should've, like, asked...

asked for permission before kissing you.

I-I know that's what you're supposed to do,

but, like, sometimes it can be a little bit,

you know, um... awkward.

Sorry, I'm... I'm sorry.

I-I'm the weirdo that, like, screamed in your face

after you were, you were really nice.

Yeah, yeah, no, the-the scream was a little startling.

- A little hard on my self-esteem, but... -Oh.

I'm...

I don't know how to explain it, but I promise, I didn't...

I didn't scream because of you.

You sure?

So sure. Completely positive.

Okay.

I don't know, maybe I... I'm not ready yet.

Just...

Can we take things kind of slow?

Yeah.

No, yeah, to-totally.

I-I mean, I... I won't be here for a couple of weeks.

I leave tomorrow morning, so, um...

May-Maybe we could, like, go to the-the Valentine's Dance?

I-I don't know if that's too fast.

[stammering]: If it is, it's fine.

Yeah. No, of course.

I-I mean, only if you start wearing a helmet.

Nah. [laughs]

They don't even, they don't even fit on my head.

Okay, well, even if you feel like you don't need it,

it makes people who care about you feel better.

By "people," I mean me, 'cause I care about you.

Okay.

- [screams] - ♪ Tragedy in town. ♪

Okay.

Bye.

♪ ♪

It's not real.

CHUCK: Dude, dude, dude, don't draw a dick.

- What? - My mom's gonna see it.

- Okay, okay. - Come on.

CHUCK: Oh, that's much better.

[knife stabbing]

♪ ♪

It's real.

So you're saying that you kissed your boyfriend,

and then you saw him die?

He's not my boyfriend.

[Diane sighs]

♪ ♪

[crickets chirping]

But, honey, do you honestly think

that when you kiss someone

you can see the future?

I don't know.

You know what?

I believe you.

I believe you saw those things.

- That doesn't make them real. - Mom.

Okay, what happened on the bridge, it wasn't your fault.

There was nothing you could have done.

Okay, well, now maybe there is.

Or maybe getting close to someone again feels scary.

I mean, I guess.

Big emotional experiences.

It can cause distress.

- Delusions, even. - God, Mom.

You're not... you're not listening to me.

I am trying to make sense of it.

I don't want you to have to go back to Brookside.

Why would you even say that?

You can't send me back.

I worked so hard to get out.

Six months was torture.

I know, but...

do you sincerely believe that these visions are real?

No.

♪ ♪

[knocking on door]

I'm not hungry, Mom.

- [knocking continues] - Mom.

- I said I'm not hungry. - Lo?

Poppy.

- Hey. - Hey. What are you doing here?

Your mom let me in.

I saw what happened at school, so I wanted

- to see if you're okay. - Oh.

I mean, you could have just, like, called

or texted about that.

Yeah, but you ignore my calls, my texts,

DMs, Snaps, my carrier pigeons.

[playfully]: God, those are so expensive!

- Sorry. - [Poppy laughs]

Oh. Oh.

CPR-certified, emergency preparedness.

You know Krav Maga?

Sick.

You've been busy.

Yeah, I mean, so have you.

I've seen your posts.

You're, like, skydiving, cliff jumping, and...

Yeah, lots of falling activities.

Yeah, whee.

What else you been up to?

You were gone like all semester.

Oh, I don't know.

Just... that stuff and...

resting, I guess.

Yeah.

[drops backpack on floor]

I wanted to talk for a while now.

I wanted to apologize.

You did?

Yeah.

I was a pretty shitty friend end of last year.

I went kind of wild after the accident,

and you wanted to stay home and feel safe.

And it felt limiting to me when I wanted to

make danger my bitch, but that was shitty.

And I shouldn't have called you boring.

'Cause you're not boring.

And I really miss you.

I miss you so much.

And can we just be besties again?

Yeah, I mean, it's my fault, too.

I mean, I just... I don't know.

You were, like, flourishing, and I was just shriveling,

- and I... - No.

I didn't want to hold you back anymore,

and so I just started ignoring you.

I missed you so much, Popsicle.

Oh.

[crying]: I missed you so much, Lolo.

I wish we could've been there for each other.

But you know what? We have time now.

- Tyler's my new boo. - I saw.

I kissed all the frogs at school-- [gags]--

but I found Prince Charming.

And we're going to the dance together.

- Yay. - Yay!

Aw, I missed your room.

Everything's so cute. Oh, I like this mirror.

- [Laurel laughs] - Cute.

- I like these... - Oh, uh...

What? Oh, my God.

- Whoa, what is that? - Nothing.

Wait, why do you have a murder board in your canopy?

[yawning]: Oh, yeah, it's getting really late, Poppy.

- You should leave. - Do you have a murder canopy?

- What are you talking about? No. - Mm, pretty sure you do.

You have Chuck and Evan's photos

- labeled "victims" in there. - No.

What are you trying to do? Are you gonna murder them?

What? No. I'm not...

God. You...

You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

Go, try me.

Whenever...

[sighs] I think that whenever I kiss people...

[gasps] You're kissing people? [squeals] Yes!

- Stop it. That's not the point. - Yes, Lolo! Yes!

Whenever I do, I think I can see how they're gonna die.

[Poppy gasps]

♪ ♪

[monitor beeping rhythmically]

See you later, Sunflower.

[flatline tone]

- Poppy. - What'd you see?

Well, you were elderly and you died peacefully in bed.

[groans in frustration] God, that's so boring.

Was I at least rich?

Eh. I mean, I-I think you looked kind of well-off.

Yeah. I knew I could do whatever I want and it wouldn't kill me.

- Mm. - Okay, what else? More details.

Uh, you had a grown daughter,

and your last words to her were, "See you later, Sunflower."

[chuckles weakly]

Wait, those were my mom's last words to me.

They were?

I never told anybody.

That's crazy.

Do you believe me?

I don't know.

I mean, I guess it makes sense,

'cause trauma can trigger people's third eye,

sixth sense, ESP.

And I'm pretty spiritual, and I believe in the multiverse

and other realms, so why not this?

As long as it's not harming anyone,

I got to advocate for all levels of human perception.

Yeah.

Yeah, okay, I like that.

Yeah. Hail my all-seeing queen!

Cool.

I-I mean...

The thing is...

Huh?

Evan kissed me...

[gasps, squeals happily]

Evan kissed you? Come on, that's so cute.

- I'm living! - Shut up.

- He liked you for so long. - What?

- Who was gonna tell me? - [squeals quietly]

That's not the point. Whenever he did,

I had a vision of him getting stabbed to death.

[gasps] Murder.

By whom?

I don't know, that's that thing.

And-and Chuck was there, too, and he was dead,

and there was, like, a pile of bodies.

It was like a massacre.

It is kind of dark, Lo.

I know. Hence the murder canopy.

Oh.

Okay.

Okay, no, yeah, yeah, yeah. I like it.

Let's, uh, let's do it. Let's figure it out.

- Really? - Come on, come on.

- Mm-hmm. - I mean, I feel like

I'd almost feel a little better if you were kind of skeptical.

- Ah, come on, girl. - Oh.

Who would want to kill Evan? Or Chuck, even?

He's annoying but not, like, murder annoying.

Oh, oh, there was, uh, this weird song

playing in the forest. Listen.

- ["Tragedy in Town" playing] - ♪ Who knows how it happened? ♪

- Ooh, old-timey. Creepy. - ♪ It's not for me to say... ♪

But it's giving off a vibe, though, I'm not gonna lie.

I don't know, there's still so much information I need.

Like-like clues on the killer, where this forest is.

It's obvi what you got to do next.

- It is? - Yeah.

You got to... [kisses]

- ...kiss Chuck. - Kiss Chuck?

- Yes. - No.

Yes, exactly. Why not?

'Cause if you see how he dies,

you might get clues on who the killer is.

How? Chuck would never kiss me.

What? Regressive much?

- So you kiss him. - [groans]

It's perfect. Tyler's having another hang

at his place this weekend

'cause his mom's in New York for work.

No, you-you don't get it.

My social anxiety is at, like, an all-time high right now.

And I'm not his ice bunny type.

I'm, I'm more like a house rat.

- [gasps] No. - No, in a good way.

I'm very comfortable with it.

I-I'm, like, in the walls with a blanket and a cup of tea.

Okay, okay, that's cute. I like it, but that's why...

What?

No, not a...

- makeover. - Makeover!

Isn't doing a makeover to get a guy's attention

kind of antiquated?

It is indeed a feminism faux pas,

but lives are at stake.

And it's not like you're changing forever.

It's drag, baby.

And it's just for one kiss.

You got to approach a guy like Chuck

like you would a squirrel.

Carefully, as not to scare him off

'cause they can get really distracted easy and run away.

And you got to let him think that he's smarter than you.

The guy who thought the Slow Food movement

meant eating dumb chickens?

Oh, come on, pretend.

It's an acting challenge.

Okay. Dah-dah!

Whoa.

You are good at this.

Yeah. [blows]

Yes! Let's go.

- ["Acid Cameo" playing] - ♪ The clock goes on and on ♪

[shouting, cheering]

♪ But I think the timing's off for once ♪

Whoo!

♪ It's something that makes... ♪

Okay, we're talking cute, we're talking floofy.

In the 1900s, what'd they say? Ditzy? Ditzy.

Okay, go, go.

Chuck. [laughs]

[laughs]: Whoa.

Laurel, what are you wearing?

This? I don't know. Do you like it?

I mean, I guess.

Weird seeing a mole person like you dress hot, though.

Confusing.

- [Chuck chuckling] - [exaggerated laughing]

You're so funny. I'm confused, too.

- Yeah? - Um, you're so smart.

Could you help me with, like, my calc homework sometime?

I'm-I'm in algebra one, my dude.

You're a senior.

- Yeah. - BOY: Hey, Two Buck.

Go long. Go long. Hey.

- [Chuck grunts] - [crowd exclaiming]

- [gasps] - CHUCK: Oh!

What the hell, Chuck?

- You okay? - Yeah, is there a bathroom?

- Yeah, upstairs. Want help? - No.

CHUCK [laughing]: Oh, my... Laurel.

[crowd chatter and laughter in distance]

["Acid Cameo" continues playing]

[moaning and kissing inside]

Oh. Sorry.

GIRL: Come on.

[door closes]

- TYLER: I will. - Sorry.

SHANNON: Ah, who's that?

It's okay. It's just Laurel.

Hi, Mrs. McKinney.

Oh, hi, hon. What you all doing?

Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.

It's just me here, so I...

- [Shannon laughing] - What?

She knows I have people over. It's fine.

Oh.

Yeah, just make sure you clean up

before I get back from New York.

I will.

- Okay. [kisses] Bye-bye. - Love you.

I'm so sorry.

I... Chuck spilled all over me,

so I was looking for the bathroom.

Just don't call the cops, okay?

Ha ha, very funny.

I'm not gonna call the cops on you.

Uh, your mom even seems very surprisingly chill with this.

I mean, she's not mad at all

that you're having a house party?

My... my mom would kill me.

No, no, not at all.

After what happened, you know, to Leo,

we promised each other no more regrets.

And then you climbed Mount Everest together?

Not yet.

No, she took a promotion she'd been passing up

because she was afraid it was too much travel.

And, you know, I kicked things into high gear.

I studied harder, I got into Yale.

I finally told Poppy that I liked her.

Geez, yeah, your, uh, post-trauma journey

is a lot more inspiring than mine.

It's never too late to take charge and change the future.

["SILENCEINTHEMORGUE" by papa mbye playing]

Do you have a Sharpie I can borrow?

♪ All my, all my, all my sanity ♪

♪ She want talk, she want play, she want half of me ♪

♪ Pockets empty, sleepy dreaming 'bout a rack of Gs ♪

♪ Nigga, pass the weed, I could smoke like half a tree ♪

♪ Running faster than... ♪

Hey. Oh, you look different.

Hi. I'll be back.

Hey, Chuck. Can I, like, sign your cast?

Uh, okay.

♪ On your head, red dead like a pack of meat ♪

Um...

is it true that you're, like,

the best varsity goalie in all the Midwest?

CHUCK [laughs]: Hell yeah.

Nothing gets past Two Buck Chuck.

[exaggerated laugh] That's, like, so hot.

Did you know that, uh, athletic prowess is, like,

number one on my list of attractive traits?

[laughs quietly]

Do you want to, like, show me your skills?

Hell yeah! [laughs]

Come on. Do your worst, peasants.

[grunts] Whoo!

Show me what you got!

- [Chuck laughing] - [excited chattering]

- What are you doing? - Um...

I thought you liked Evan.

No, I-I do. I was...

It was nothing. I was signing his cast.

CHUCK: Laurel, come on, you're not watching.

Laurel.

- Laurel. - Yeah.

Looks like nothing.

Bree...

[Chuck laughing]

Hey.

- How's it going? - [Chuck grunts]

- LAUREL: I need help. - Whoo!

[gasps]

POPPY: Oh, my God.

Oh.

Let's go!

Hey, Chuck.

Whoo!

- [grunts] - [crowd exclaims]

[crying]

Oh. Oh, no.

[Chuck continues crying]

CHUCK: Ow.

- [Poppy gasps] - Ow.

Oh, my God, Chuck.

I'm so sorry.

Laurel, don't you have a first aid kit?

Yes. Yes, I do.

I know, Chuck. Come on.

[crying continues]

[laughing]

[Chuck whimpering]

- LAUREL: Don't move. - CHUCK: Okay.

- Two more. - Okay.

You're gonna be all right, buddy.

- Okay. Ready? - [groaning in pain]

- Ow. - Okay, okay.

How many left, two?

- One. - One? [groans]

- Do you want me to count? - Yeah, yeah.

- Okay, I'm gonna count. - Okay.

- Three, two, one. - Okay.

- Ready? - [whimpers]

Three...

- [weak scream] - Oh.

[groans]

[Chuck sighs]

My mom's gonna kill me. Is this gonna scar?

She's always telling me how being an idiot

is going to ruin my handsome face.

Yeah, no, it's not gonna scar.

Just keep putting Neosporin on it, and you'll be fine.

[mouthing]

Here.

I can have it?

Yeah.

I have buckets of this stuff.

Damn, you're like a...

like a safety smarty-pants, huh?

- Uh... - That's-that's pretty cool.

I guess if obsessively needing to be in control of everything

that could go wrong is cool, then yeah, so cool.

Yeah.

I'm sorry, dude.

Like, what happened on the bridge, it-it was messed up.

And, um, I feel bad about being a dickhead before we fell.

You know, sometimes, you know, I-I st...

I have nightmares about falling and stuff, so...

I'm sorry, Chuck.

[mouthing]

- [sneezes, sniffles] - LAUREL: Oh!

- CHUCK: Oh, excuse me. - [Poppy mouthing]

Ow.

- [Chuck groans] - [mouthing]

[groans]

♪ ♪

- [urinating] - ♪ Who knows how it happened? ♪

- [screaming] - [distorted]: ♪ It's not ♪

♪ For me to say ♪

- [grunting] - ♪ To say... ♪

♪ Tragedy in town. ♪

[Chuck chuckles, stammers]

I'm down to swap spit, but, like,

I don't see you like that, Laurel.

Uh, I'm sorry.

♪ ♪

[camera clicks]

[softly]: What's that?

It's an airsoft mask.

Okay.

LAUREL: That's, uh, that-that's Zolly, Bree and...

Oh, Leo.

They all have the same mask.

I didn't know he played.

♪ ♪

POPPY: Zolly Peppercorn and Bree Williams.

LAUREL: One of them has got to be the killer.

I mean, Bree is, like, Evan's best friend,

so I doubt it, and then Zolly is, like...

I mean, he's Zolly.

Do we really think he's capable of murder?

Eh, people have secret grudges, vendettas.

Okay, let's say one of them is the killer.

I mean, how-how would knowing how they die even help us?

If-if they never get caught,

then they could die in any number of ways,

and then we get nowhere.

Or one of them dies of a lethal injection

and Evan and Chuck's parents are in the execution room.

Uh! Case closed!

[singsongy]: You're not gonna find out unless you kiss 'em.

[groans softly]

Why couldn't you have gotten these powers?

POPPY: Mm.

'Cause I'd be too powerful,

endangering the entire human race.

I mean, how am I even supposed to kiss the both of them?

I mean, Bree is so pissed at me right now,

I can barely even, like, approach her,

let alone kiss her.

[gasps] I have an idea.

You can kiss two birds with one stone,

but you're not gonna like it.

What?

Laurel party, Laurel party.

- [grunting rhythmically] - No. No.

I don't throw parties.

I-I-I awkwardly attend them at best.

Oh.

Uh, why-why can't Tyler just throw another one?

No, you have to host it so you can control the scene.

Okay? Like who attends and what the activities are.

And I can't host it 'cause, uh, hosting a party

at the principal's place doesn't really work.

Uh-uh, no, I...

That's worse than having to kiss people. I...

- What? - I don't want to be responsible

- for underage drinking. - [gasps, groans]

And my house is so small,

it's gonna be, like, a safety hazard.

And my mom would never let me.

She doesn't have to know.

She's going on a date this Friday.

Diane and I talk.

[groans]

Okay, fine.

We'll let our friends get slaughtered in the woods.

[groans quietly]

Enjoy your night out.

You look so hot. Go get some.

[Diane laughs]

Mm, well, don't wait up for me.

LAUREL: Ew, gross.

Have a fun movie night.

POPPY: Thank you.

- [Laurel grunts] - [Poppy laughs]

No, I'm gonna be sick.

I don't lie to my mom.

No, who's gonna...? Nobody's gonna know.

- No, she's gonna know. - No, how would they know?

Party time!

♪ ♪

Laurel party's looking good.

Do you think we're ready?

Uh, Bree, check.

Of course I can give you a belly button piercing.

Zolly, check.

And, my friend, your investment will quadruple.

Okay.

Chug, chug, chug.

Okay, let's do this.

Uh, guys!

- [chattering] - Uh...

Guys, I have an idea!

Let's play spin the bottle!

[laughing]: No, boo. Boring. We're not doing that.

- No, way. - I'm down.

Yeah, come on, let's just do it.

Whoo! It's giving middle school nostalgia.

- Let's go. It's smoochy time. - [chattering]

Don't pretend like you don't want to. Let's go.

♪ ♪

- Look, I'll start. - POPPY: All righty.

- [Chuck laughing] - [others murmuring]

Oh, yeah, that's, like, off-limits.

- Boo. No, no, this was your idea. -No, come on.

CHUCK: You got to do it.

- Don't be a frickin' chicken, Laurel. -GIRL: Do it.

- Boo. - POPPY: It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay. I'm a sharer. I'm a sharer.

- Go for it. Go for it. - She's a sharer.

[murmuring, exclaiming]

CHUCK: Whoa.

♪ ♪

[gasps]

[Chuck laughing]

♪ ♪

CHUCK: Okay, this just got interesting.

[Chuck laughing]

POPPY: Okay, anyway, who's next?

CHUCK: Hey, I'll go.

- On me. It's on me. - POPPY: All right, let's go.

- GIRL: Oh. - BOY: Ooh.

- Really? - GIRL: Bree.

ZOLLY: Boo.

- [imitates buzzer] - What was that?

Like you mean it, bitch.

Better kiss.

[others join in]: Better kiss. Better kiss.

Better kiss.

[Poppy laughs]

[laughter]

[Poppy squeals]

TYLER: Wow.

BOY: Ow!

Whoa, settle down, you guys.

I'm next. I'm next.

- ["Peachy" by YEP YEAH playing] - ♪ I'm-a deep sea dive... ♪

Well, Laurel.

♪ Take an East Side drive... ♪

This is your lucky day.

I guess so.

ZOLLY: Mm.

LAUREL: Mm.

[crunching]

[talking indistinctly]

Blockchain... [continues indistinctly]

[distorted, indistinct talking]

[choking]

♪ ♪

CHUCK: Guys, he's choking.

LAUREL: Call 911.

CHUCK [laughing]: Oh, no way.

[Chuck continues laughing]

What?

Um...

No, it's just...

Uh, no, sorry, just your breath is deadly.

[exclaiming, laughing]

- [Chuck laughing] - GIRL: That's...

I would stay very far away from those

if you want anybody to talk to you at college.

[laughing]

Uh...

Uh, well, I didn't mean it like that.

- It's... - No.

[gasping]

Hey, you know, I really don't need your pity, okay?

Okay, I'm out of here!

- Zolly. -There's mouthwash in the bathroom.

It's gonna be okay, Zolly.

- TYLER: Zolly. - [phone buzzing]

[laughing]: It's okay.

- [low chattering] - TYLER: What the heck was that?

- [Chuck laughing] - TYLER: Shut up.

Okay, who's up?

Someone spin.

CHUCK: Okay, are we gonna continue this game or what?

[low chatter]

CHUCK: Guys, wait, I'm going?

TYLER: Chuck. Okay, Chuck, spin.

CHUCK [laughs]: You want me to go?

♪ ♪

Whoa.

Is that allowed?

You scared?

- [murmuring] - CHUCK: Do it.

[others join in]: Do it. Do it.

- Come on. - Do it.

Do it. Do it.

- Shut up. - [chanting stops]

♪ ♪

[distorted]: ♪ I know that I'll get over ♪

- [Chuck screams] - ♪ The one who let me down ♪

[Bree grunting]

♪ Then I'll be free from ♪

♪ This tragedy in town. ♪

If it's not you, then who is it?

- CHUCK: What? - What?

What? [laughing]

Uh, Evan.

♪ ♪

- What? - Wh...?

Evan. Hey, I-I...

What are you doing back so early?

I-I didn't...

You were the one who told me

that y-you wanted to take things slow,

and-and I respected that.

I didn't think you were gonna go behind my back

and kiss my best friend.

- I'm sorry. -Yeah, did you really kiss Chuck, too?

Because Bree is telling me all this stuff

about how you have been acting weird

after Poppy and you become friends again, and...

I wish that I could explain.

I-I... I have a good reason. I-I swear.

Then say it.

Can we just...

["Daydreaming" by Dark Dark Dark playing]

...take a pause with things between us?

Evan.

♪ Think of a place I would go ♪

♪ I'm daydreamin'... ♪

I can't say I'm trying to save your life

because I'm having visions.

Just, I sound crazy.

- Oh. - And... we did all of this,

and we're no closer to finding the killer.

Everybody who was a suspect is a victim.

And then, I mean, Tyler?

I'm so sorry.

No, it's okay.

It's okay, 'cause you know what?

No one's gonna die.

We're gonna find out the uggo who's doing this,

and we're gonna just gather more clues.

Kiss more people. It'll be fun.

[sniffles]

[crying softly]: I am so messed up from Leo

that now whenever I kiss someone

I see the most horrific moment of their life.

I mean, what, what if even if we stop these murders,

what if the visions don't stop?

And then I'm just broken like this forever and I'm alone?

Hey, you're not broken.

- Well, you don't know that. - I do.

Okay, I do. And you're never gonna be alone

'cause my ass is glued to you. [laughs]

And when we stop this from happening,

you're gonna find out that kissing can save lives.

It'll be cool.

- [door opens] - DIANE: What the...? Laurel!

Mom? Um, you're back?

Yeah, it was a shit date.

Everyone, get out of my house. Party's over.

- [partygoers grumbling] - Go. Get out.

Laurel, you lied to me?

I'm sorry.

- What happened? - [door closes]

- Did something happen? - No.

- It's okay. I... - You know, it's not okay.

This is so unlike you.

It's not her fault. I promise, I promise, it was my idea.

- Your idea? - POPPY: Yeah.

Poppy, Laurel just got out of an institution...

Mom, don't!

...and her mental health is very fragile.

This is not the kind of influence she needs right now.

I didn't know that.

You need to go home.

I'm calling your dad.

And you two, you're gonna take a break from each other.

No, no, it was my idea...

I don't care. I don't care, Poppy.

Go home.

[crying softly]: I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

[door opens, closes]

And, Laurel, you are grounded.

[breathing heavily]

[crying]

[breathing deeply]

[groans in frustration]

[pencil scratching frantically]

[knife stabbing]

[camera clicks]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

["I'll Never Let You Go" by Sue Winford playing]

♪ Since I first met you ♪

- ♪ Thought I could forget you ♪ - [leaves rustling]

- ♪ And then ♪ - Hello?

♪ We kissed good night ♪

♪ I knew you were dynamite ♪

♪ Aha ♪

♪ I knew you were dynamite ♪

Hello?

♪ Baby, I love you ♪

♪ Honey, I need you ♪

♪ And, darling, I want you so ♪

♪ I'll never let you go ♪

♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪

- ♪ When I'm in your a-a-arms ♪ - [sighs]

- ♪ Man, you've got ♪ - [laughs softly]

♪ The cha-a-arm ♪

♪ Then you kiss my li-i-ips ♪

♪ My heart does a doggone flip ♪

♪ Baby, I love you ♪

♪ Honey, I need you ♪

[fades out]: ♪ And, darling, I want you so... ♪

♪ ♪

[knocking on door]

[door creaking]

Hello?

Uh, Ranger Pauline?

[door creaking]

I need help identifying a plant.

[needle crackling]

[creaking nearby]

Is anyone there?

[creaking continues]

Hello?

Pauline?

[leaves rustling]

[crickets chirping]

[Laurel gasps, screams]

[grunting]

[Laurel grunting]

[grunting]

♪ ♪

[distorted chatter]

[Ranger Pauline gasping]

LAUREL: Hello?

- [gasping continues] - [rope creaking]

Uh, Ranger Pauline?

Come on.

[grunts]

[blowing air]

No, no, no, please.

Come on, Ranger Pauline.

- [running footsteps] - [gasps]

- Hey! - [door opens]

Shit.

[siren wailing]

♪ ♪

There was someone else inside the greenhouse.

[indistinct police radio transmissions]

I swear.

Pauline did not do this to herself.

They drugged her.

And the killer took my backpack and my things and my sketchbook.

Honey.

The officers said Pauline hadn't been well.

And that she was in and out of recovery since the accident

and she was really struggling.

[indistinct police radio transmissions]

♪ ♪

[knife stabbing]

POPPY: Our stunning venue, the Conservatory!

♪ ♪

[quietly]: It happens at the dance.

Hi.

I-I need to talk to the sergeant.

No, I-I don't want to leave another message.

Something awful is going to happen

at the East Hart Valentine's Dance.

It-it's at the Conservatory.

You have to get it shut down.

Hello? [grunts in frustration]

♪ ♪

They were all on the bridge.

[phone chiming]

Poppy?

POPPY [over phone]: Hey, I got your messages.

LAUREL: Everyone getting killed was on the bridge.

There's only one person with a motive to kill everybody

- that survived that fall. - Who?

LAUREL: It's Noah.

POPPY: What?

[creaking]

POPPY: Noah?

- [whispers]: Shh. I have to go. - What?

[breath trembling]

[floorboards creaking]

- [dog barking in distance] - [window rattles]

I'm seeing and feeling that this window is secure.

[gasping]

[breathing heavily]

[screaming]

[breathing heavily]

[breath trembling]

[bat clatters on floor]

♪ Hey! ♪

[playing along to heavy metal song]

[song continues with indistinct screaming vocal]

- [drums ends with a flourish] - [song ends]

What song is that?

NOAH: It's for my church band.

You're really good.

Have you always been religious?

Our parents took us to church when we were younger,

but it wasn't for me until last year.

That must've been hard on you.

God gives us what we can handle.

- [zipper whizzes] - Yeah, but...

some have to handle so much more than others.

Everyone has their struggles.

But not like you.

I mean, everyone else on the bridge survived.

It-it doesn't make you angry?

After my brother passed, I was angry.

At Ranger Pauline.

At... you.

♪ ♪

Now I trust that God has a plan,

and it's not for me to question.

I just need to play my part.

Stop. I'm not interested.

I'm sorry.

Hey, just go.

Sorry.

♪ ♪

Laurel Hansen. I need to see you, Laurel.

- Now. - Principal Yang.

I'm so glad you found me.

I have to talk to you.

I know that it's not gonna be popular,

but you have to cancel the dance.

Please, it's for the safety of your students.

What are you doing?

Following up on a tip the office received.

What kind of tip?

♪ ♪

Laurel.

We have a zero-tolerance policy when it comes to weapons.

That isn't mine.

It sure isn't.

It's the Ranger's.

Did you take this? You were there

- when she was found. - No, I-I... Why would I...

Who else has one of those keys?

No one.

Which is why you are expelled, effective immediately.

Principal Yang, I...

PRINCIPAL YANG: ...a time of loss as a dad,

seeing so much taken from Poppy with her injury.

Mom, you can't send me back.

Brookside is not a punishment.

Well, it feels like one.

Laurel, you're regressing, and I need you to be better.

- Truly better. - I am better!

Look, I know that I have been intense,

but this is not like last time.

I did not bring that knife to school.

Somebody is framing me.

We're going to Brookside now. End of discussion.

Mom, terrible things are going to happen.

- I have to stop them. - Okay, honey,

you are... you are breaking my heart.

Mom, please.

I don't know how to keep you safe.

Okay?

I wish I did, but... but I need help.

We're going tonight.

Mom, no.

What on earth?

[TV playing quietly]

♪ ♪

[snores quietly]

[quiet snoring continues]

[snoring quietly]

What the hell?

- Uh... - Laurel?

- Uh, I can explain. - POPPY: What?

Dad, she tried to kiss you.

- I-I-I... No, I didn't. - What?

- I'm calling your mother. - No, please.

You two girls stay right here.

I...

Laurel, what the hell?

Please, I can explain.

Noah is the perfect suspect except for one thing.

I don't know how he would've gotten your dad's keys

and put the knife in my locker.

And-and today I noticed that your dad wears

the same sneakers as all the students.

What are you saying?

His daughter, with her whole future ahead of her,

gets this life-altering injury

and-and the future that he has for her shattered.

Maybe he's angry at everyone who got to walk away

from the accident like it didn't happen.

Okay, well, there's... there's another person

who was on the bridge who isn't a victim.

Me?

- Yeah. - Well...

Okay, that's fair.

No, no, why would I go on a kissing spree

of all of my victims to pretend to see how they're gonna die?

I don't know.

It makes as much sense as my dad, the principal,

killing his students because his daughter broke her leg.

Then why is everybody who was on the bridge

a victim except for us?

What are you saying, that I'm the murderer?

I don't know.

I don't...

No, I don't know.

Stop. Okay, stop.

It's scaring me.

What if, what if none of this is real?

- No. - What if your mom's right?

Your mental health is fragile. What if?

This... Poppy.

Please, please.

What... what about what I saw you say on your deathbed?

"See you later, Sunflower"?

You told me that you'd never told anybody that before.

Maybe I told you and I forgot, okay? It can be explained.

Poppy, please.

[Laurel grunts]

What if all of this is real?

Please, I'm scared.

I can't do this anymore.

I'm sorry.

[groans in frustration]

♪ ♪

[phone dings]

[chiming]

[phone dinging]

Hey.

I'm an asshole.

What?

Everything with Leo,

it really messed me up, and-and everybody knows that.

I don't know, somehow...

you saw more in me than just a messed-up girl.

All the stories and princess movies,

they all end with a kiss.

But whenever you kissed me, that's when it started.

When what started?

This overwhelming feeling that I would lose you.

And I guess it just triggered all these things in my head,

and I'm...

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

♪ ♪

You said this first, and I think you were right--

we should maybe take things slow.

And I think that's probably what's best.

Um, like, we can start off with little things.

We can walk to school together.

I can't go to school.

What? Why?

Look...

I'm sorry.

♪ Like a bolt of lightning... ♪

[screams]

[knife stabbing]

♪ ♪

♪ And regrets will be few... ♪

- What are you doing? - It's Noah.

Oh, it's Noah.

Poppy. Oh, it changed.

What are you talking about?

I'm trying to save your life.

- [tires screeching] - [vehicle doors opening]

Laurel.

I have been looking everywhere for you.

- No. - Evan.

Look, look, look, look.

Look, if you go to the dance, you're gonna die.

- No, no. What? - Look at me. Look...

- What's going on? - Don't go to the dance.

Don't go to the dance, or you're gonna die!

Noah's gonna kill you.

He's gonna kill Chuck and Bree and Poppy.

He killed Ranger Pauline.

Mom, he's gonna kill all of my friends.

Please listen to me. I'm not crazy!

Evan, don't go to the dance!

- [muffled]: Please! - [vehicle departing]

♪ ♪

- [door opens] - [muffled P.A. announcement]

WOMAN [over P.A.]: 10:00 a.m. group therapy session

will begin shortly in Room B.

WOMAN [in distance]: Get out of my room.

[man speaking indistinctly]

WOMAN: Stay away!

This is different from last time.

You're 18. This is the adult ward.

♪ ♪

One call, five minutes.

[door closes]

[tablet chiming]

[tablet chirps]

Hey.

Hi.

Hey, look, I don't have a lot of time.

I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

The theory about you and your dad,

I was wrong.

Look, it's Noah.

You have to get the dance tonight canceled.

You can call in a bomb threat, pull the fire alarm.

- Anything. - I'm not gonna do that, Laurel.

Something changed this time, Poppy.

You were dead, too.

You're in danger.

I love you, Lo.

I really hope you can get better in there, okay?

I'll be waiting for you.

Poppy, I can't lose you.

You're not gonna.

But could you just for a moment really consider...

Is it possible these tragedies aren't real

and your mind made up something you could control?

[sighs]

I love you, Lo.

I got to go.

[tablet chimes]

[breathing shakily]

[man speaks indistinctly over P.A.]

[over P.A.]: Please check in with reception...

[birds chirping]

[sniffles]

♪ ♪

[door creaking]

[faint groaning]

- [soft knocking] - [door opens]

WOMAN: Ow!

[woman whimpering]

WOMAN [over P.A.]: PT coordinator, please report to...

[continues indistinctly]

♪ ♪

Ms. McKinney?

Laurel.

What are you doing in New York?

[Shannon laughs]

[no dialogue]

SHANNON: I'm traveling on business.

It's really hard to be away from Tyler,

but I'm racking up the miles, you know?

Yeah.

Oh, you must be here touring the colleges.

No, the... deadlines have passed.

What do you mean?

Uh, you must be proud of Tyler going to Yale.

[chuckles]: Oh, no.

No, he is staying in town.

He's looking after the house till I get back.

When do you get back?

It's really hard being away from Tyler,

but I'm racking up the miles, you know?

♪ ♪

- [grunting] - [knife stabbing]

LAUREL: Tyler.

Mom!

♪ ♪

MAN [in distance]: Lights out, everybody!

[glass shatters]

- [panicked screaming] - [flames whooshing]

REPORTER: Brookside Institute was engulfed in flames

last night, killing several... [continues indistinctly]

[flames whoosh]

[alarm wailing]

AUTOMATED VOICE: Code Red. Code Red.

[grunts]

A fire emergency has been reported.

Please proceed to the nearest exit.

- [beeps] - [indistinct announcement]

AUTOMATED VOICE: ...according to fire protocol.

Code Red. Code Red.

A fire emergency has been reported.

Please proceed to the nearest exit.

[indistinct announcement]

...according to fire protocol.

["Killer Casanova" by Beck Goldsmith playing on radio]

♪ Baby, love, baby, it's a big, bad world ♪

- [screams] - [tires squealing]

["Killer Casanova" continues playing]

[lip-synching to music]: ♪ For a girl in love ♪

♪ With a killer Casanova ♪

♪ Ah ♪

♪ For a girl who falls in love ♪

♪ With a killer Casanova ♪

[whistling in song]

♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪

♪ Cha-cha, cha-cha ♪

♪ It's so hard to be strong when you call my name ♪

[whistling in song]

♪ I know I should run when you call my name. ♪

[whistling in song]

♪ ♪

- [song ends] - [applause and cheering]

An amazing job to the musical stylings

of Poppy and the Popettes.

Yeah! Principal Yang, you're a stud!

PRINCIPAL YANG: Thank you, Chuck.

[tires screeching]

[brakes squeaking]

[turns off engine]

[breathing shakily]

[muffled music playing in distance]

- [snapping] - [cries out]

[breathing heavily]

[inhales sharply]

- [screaming] - [distorted]: ♪ Like a bolt ♪

- ♪ Of lightning... ♪ - [screaming]

["Nothing Is Forever" by Connie Conway playing]

♪ Kiss the girl who gives her lips ♪

[Bree whispering]

- ♪ Love her ♪ - BREE: Okay.

- Let's go. ♪ While you can ♪

Be right back.

Oh, okay.

- Don't be long. - ♪ Soon the tender years ♪

♪ Will pass ♪

♪ Then you'll understand... ♪

[song continues in distance]

[muffled talking]

Shut up, Noah.

Shh.

I'll come back for you later.

[muffled talking]

♪ ♪

[breathing shakily]

[muffled in distance]: ♪ That nothing is forever ♪

♪ Mountains have to fall ♪

[sighs]: Fuck.

[engine starts]

- [seat belt alarm dinging] - ♪ Those eager lips ♪

♪ That want you now ♪

♪ May soon forget ♪

♪ So love her now ♪

♪ 'Cause nothing is forever ♪

♪ Bah-bah-bah, bah-bah-bah, bah-bah-bah, bah-bah-bah.♪

["Cry No More" by Tina Wells playing]

♪ I'm not gonna cry ♪

♪ Not gonna cry, not gonna cry no more ♪

♪ Cry no more ♪

- Evan? - Laurel?

♪ No, I'm not gonna cry ♪

♪ Not gonna cry, not gonna cry no more...♪

LAUREL: Poppy.

You're okay.

- Lo, how are you here? - Where's Tyler?

Where's Tyler?

He left a couple minutes ago.

Okay. Okay, listen, you can't go to the forest tonight, okay?

- Laurel, how did you get here? - Promise me.

- How did you get here? -Promise. - PRINCIPAL YANG: Laurel?

You shouldn't be here.

- Poppy. - How'd you get out of Brookside?

♪ No, I'm not gonna cry... ♪

- Evan. - Laurel?

- Evan. - What are you doing here?

What are you doing here? I told you not to come.

Where's, where's Bree and Chuck?

I don't know. I haven't seen them.

Please. [sighs] They're gone.

EVAN: Laurel. Laurel, wait.

♪ Cry no more... ♪

Stop! Please don't follow me!

Stay here!

♪ Cry no more ♪

[fades]: ♪ Cry no more. ♪

["Tragedy in Town" by Brian Scott playing]

♪ Who knows how it happened? ♪

♪ It's not for me to say ♪

♪ Tragedy in town ♪

[quietly]: Oh, my God.

♪ The night she walked away ♪

[Chuck and Bree laughing]

[in distance]: ♪ Not a star was shining ♪

♪ Rain was falling down... ♪

[laughs]: Did you just bite me?

[laughs]

A little bit.

Oh, my God.

♪ You won't read it in the paper ♪

♪ And regrets will be few... ♪

[screams]

[Bree grunting]

[Bree gasping]

- [grunts] - [knife stabbing]

[strained grunting]

[panting]

- [Bree screams in distance] - ♪ Then I'll be free from ♪

Laurel?

♪ This tragedy in town ♪

Laurel!

[gasping breaths nearby]

Bree!

- Chuck! - [gasping moan]

Okay, okay. [grunts]

It's gonna be okay, Chuck.

- [groans in pain] - Okay.

- I have to put pressure on it. - [screams]

[crying in pain]

Lift up your arm.

[screams in pain]

Look at me. Where's Bree?

I don't... [crying]

I'll be back. I'll be back.

Bree?

Bree, hey, stay with me.

I've got to stop the bleeding.

Um, hold on.

One, two.

[strained grunting]

EVAN [in distance]: Laurel!

[breathing heavily]

Evan!

EVAN: Laurel?

♪ How do you tell your heart... ♪

- [twigs snapping underfoot] - [birds calling]

Hello?

♪ The whole day through ♪

♪ I know that I'll get over ♪

♪ The one who let me down... ♪

[grunts, chokes]

[coughing]

LAUREL: Stop!

I know it's you, Tyler.

I saw your mom at Brookside.

["Tragedy in Town" continues in distance]

♪ I know that I'll get over ♪

♪ Tragedy in town... ♪

Hey, Laurel.

Where's Noah?

How do you know about Noah?

I have a plan for him.

"Laurel was right.

"Noah went crazy.

"He killed them all to avenge Leo.

He even wore his brother's mask for the rampage."

It's a good story.

I'm not gonna let you.

You won't let me?

Laurel, you don't know how to use that.

[Laurel gasping]

[clicks]

- [Tyler yelling] - [gun pops]

[popping]

[Tyler chuckles]

- [Tyler yells, grunts] - [body thuds]

Run! Laurel, run!

[panting, grunting]

- [Laurel screams] - [grunting]

Tyler!

[grunts]

Tyler, stop!

Please!

[Tyler groans]

Why are you doing this?! Tell me!

All you got to walk away fine!

You're gonna graduate,

go to college, off to your lives!

But Leo, my mom, me?

None of us get to keep living the lives we were meant to live.

What are you talking about?

You're going to Yale.

No, I'm not.

After my mom was injured, she couldn't function.

We're losing the house.

I have to stay here, find some shit job and pay for her care.

Don't you get that? My life is over!

Okay, okay, well, we can find you help.

Shut up!

Why did a waste of life like you get to walk away fine?

Will you shut up, Tyler!

[crying]: I am not fine!

You have no idea what it's like being inside of my head.

We all walked away from that accident broken,

yet every day, we wake up and we choose to keep trying.

You are the waste of life, not me!

- [Tyler yells] - [Laurel grunts]

[strained grunting]

POPPY: Tyler!

[crying]: Get away from her.

[Laurel grunts]

- POPPY: Stop it! - [grunts]

Stop it!

You shouldn't have come here, Poppy.

POPPY: Oh, baby.

Baby? Baby?

[grunting]

[cries out]

[Poppy whimpering]

LAUREL: Poppy!

[Laurel yelling]

[Tyler straining]

[grunts]

[grunting]

[coughing]

[Tyler yells]

[gasping]

[choking]

[yells angrily]

[gasping]

[grunts]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[gasps]

♪ ♪

You really are crazy.

[strained grunting]

[Tyler cries out]

[groaning]

[gasping weakly]

- [inhales sharply, coughs] - [body thuds]

- [panting] - [wheezing exhale]

[crickets chirping]

["End of the World" by Prom Queen playing]

♪ It's the end ♪

♪ Of the world ♪

♪ And I'm all alone ♪

♪ No more streets to ♪

♪ Turning of all I once knew ♪

♪ I can still find things ♪

♪ To laugh about today ♪

♪ But tomorrow makes me cry ♪

♪ And I still want a friend ♪

♪ Even though it's the end ♪

♪ Of the world ♪

♪ I still want a friend ♪

♪ Even though it's the end ♪

♪ Of the world. ♪

[song ends]

["Baby Bunting" by Scarlet Tanager playing]

♪ We grow up slow, waiting ♪

♪ Wasting our days away ♪

[Zolly talking indistinctly]

♪ Time goes by faster as we age... ♪

[Zolly continues talking]

- [arguing indistinctly] - Chuck. Chuck. Hey, guys.

- [arguing continues] - Hey, whoa, whoa.

Chuck, Chuck, Chuck!

What, are you serious?

♪ Nothing on earth can keep my heart... ♪

Oh, my gosh. Lolo, my love.

Hi. Hi.

Okay, I collected all remaining photos of you-know-who--

[gags]-- and I got lighter fluid,

sage and a dried lizard for our cleansing ritual.

Okay, after class. Bye.

LAUREL: Love you.

♪ ♪

Hi.

So...

You know, like, half the class thinks you're a...

- you're a witch now, right? - Mm.

Dude, do I need to be scared or...?

Yeah, I mean, I'm actually

putting a very major spell on you right now.

Oh, see, I thought you already did.

I'm sorry...

I didn't believe you.

You don't have to keep saying you're sorry.

No, I... I know.

I want to.

♪ ♪

Something wrong?

No.

Absolutely nothing.

♪ ♪

- ["Killer Casanova" playing] - ♪ Baby, it's a big, bad world ♪

♪ For a girl in love ♪

♪ With a killer Casanova ♪

♪ Ah ♪

♪ For a girl who falls in love ♪

♪ With a killer Casanova ♪

♪ Ah, ah-ah, ah, ah-ah, ah ♪

♪ Cha-cha ♪

[whistling]

♪ You're in my blood ♪

♪ Hit me like a drug ♪

♪ I can't get enough ♪

♪ You shoot to score ♪

♪ I'm on the floor ♪

♪ You slay me, love ♪

♪ Now I'm hot like a fever with tequila ♪

♪ And I'm ready to go ♪

♪ But I'm trying to resist ♪

♪ The deadliest of kisses 'cause I know ♪

♪ Baby, it's a big, bad world ♪

♪ For a girl in love ♪

♪ With a killer Casanova ♪

♪ Ah ♪

♪ For a girl who falls in love ♪

♪ With a killer Casanova ♪

- [whistling] - ♪ Ah, ah-ah, ah, ah-ah, ah ♪

♪ Cha-cha, cha-cha ♪

♪ It's so hard to be strong when you call my name ♪

♪ Cha-cha ♪

- [whistling] - ♪ Cha-cha ♪

♪ I know I should run when you call my name ♪

♪ Now I'm hot like a fever with tequila ♪

♪ And I'm ready to go ♪

♪ Cha-cha ♪

♪ Baby, it's a big, bad world ♪

♪ For a girl in love ♪

♪ With a killer Casanova ♪

♪ Ah ♪

♪ For a girl who falls in love ♪

♪ With a killer Casanova ♪

- [whistling] - ♪ Ah, ah-ah, ah, ah-ah, ah ♪

- ♪ Cha-cha, cha-cha. ♪ - [whistling]

[song fades]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[music fades]