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[rock music plays]

[indistinct chattering]

♪ She said it's hard times

♪ You should pull yourself together ♪

♪ And she walked out

♪ The door

♪ And my life

♪ It's like a dog without a master ♪

♪ And I'm free

[clicking]

OK.

♪ Trying harder just to stay above the water ♪

♪ When it's smarter just to let it go ♪

♪ But you're keeping me afloat ♪

♪ I said you're keeping me afloat ♪

♪ It gets better if we pull ourselves together ♪

♪ Never seem to let it go

♪ Cause you're keeping me afloat ♪

[man] Hello?

Oh, hi, hi! I'll be right there.

Oh, please work.

[water running]

Thank you.

[chattering]

♪ Well, it's blue skies

♪ And it leads you in behind me ♪

♪ As I go on my way

Just leave me alone.

Come on, Dina, I'm just trying to help.

Since when?

You're no better than the rest of them.

Look, can we just talk?

I know this has been rough on you.

Do you?

You don't care how I feel, you...

...made that crystal clear.

♪ And we never seem to let it go ♪

♪ Cause you're keeping me afloat ♪

♪ Keeping me afloat Keeping me afloat ♪

♪ Keeping me afloat Keeping me afloat ♪

So we'll start with the most important room in the whole house.

This is the kitchen,

and it was completely remodeled about five years ago.

And as you can see they put in beautiful cherry cabinets,

that I love, and these cute tile accents in the backsplash,

and the, um...

...open floor plan for entertaining.

Uh... what else?

The neighborhood is wonderful,

and the schools are fantastic.

My daughter Dina plays for the varsity field hockey team,

and she just got recruited by Price.

I'm a proud mom, so I brag.

She got a scholarship and everything.

[faint water running]

Do you guys have kids?

[door opening]

Mom?

[can opening]

OK. Oh!

Damn it!

Damn it!

[sighing] That's it.

I wish I could just...

...fast forward my life.

See how this all turns out.

If I actually make it through.

Stop dripping.

[sobbing] Anyway...

I can't... I can't do this right now.

[sighing]

Dina?

Hey, sweetie. I'm home.

Sorry, I know.

I know, I'm late again.

Thought I was gonna get a speeding ticket.

I tried.

Oh.

You didn't want Chinese?

Well, if you're lucky, I'll cook pasta.

If you're lucky, we can order in from somewhere else.

Sweetie?

[mother] Oh, come on.

Dina!

[footsteps approaching] I'm starving.

[door opening]

[screaming]

[birds chirping]

[indistinct shouting]

[cheering, shouting]

[woman] Come on, girls.

That's it, stay together. Work together.

All right, Dina.

- Great shot! - [all cheering]

[woman] That's what I'm talking about! Nice!

Good job, girls. Nice teamwork.

All right, let's line it up.

Let's hustle!

Sub!

Claire, you're up.

You OK, Dina?

Oh, fine. Just my ankle. I just gotta re-tape it again.

- All right, good job. - Thanks.

Let's line it up! Hustle!

[laughing] Owww!

[sighing] Hi.

- Hi, honey. - Sorry I'm late.

I rushed. All right.

- How we doing? - It's a close game.

It's 2-1, they're playing really good,

but this other team is very good.

Oh, God, Skylar's playing great.

She is, she's kinda keeping us in the game.

She's killin' it.

Where's Dina?

Oh, uh... she's on the bench.

- Ankle? - Yep.

Don't worry, they're taping it.

[whistle blowing]

[woman] Come on, Skylar!

Concentrate!

[laughing] She's doing all right.

I spent all that money on that summer clinic,

and she cannot keep her stick down.

Hey. Congratulations about Price.

[laughing] I'm really thrilled for her.

- It's a good thing. - I am too.

It's good. It's so good.

How about Sky, how she's doing?

- Oh. Make up your mind! - Oh, she will.

She will, but she's taking her time

and it's making me a little... [groans]

She's got time. Ah, she's a good girl.

- Yeah, she does. - Hey, Mrs. Reid.

Oh, my God, Mrs. V. Did you see Dina's goal?

I did.

Mom, can we give Claire a ride home?

No. Yes, get in.

We always give her a ride home.

- [girl 1] Bye, Sky. - [girl 2] Good game, Sky.

[Skylar] Thanks, you too. I'll see you tomorrow.

Hey. I'm proud of you.

Thanks, Mom.

[woman] Needless to say, this has been a difficult year.

But for our team, a very successful one.

Twelve and three. And the league MVP,

Skylar Reid.

Congratulations.

- Well done. - Thanks.

[laughing]

And congrats on your early acceptance to Price as well,

that is very good news.

Now I would like to award the individual varsity letters.

If there's anything you need. I mean...

Anything at all.

[giggling]

[coach] First, I would like to award

a posthumous varsity letter.

To Dina Van Cleve.

Her mother, Rachel, is here to receive Dina's letter.

[applause]

Rachel. Hang on for a sec.

I'm sorry, this was too soon.

The team wanted you to have this.

Skylar had all the girls sign their names.

Oh, sweetie.

I am so sorry.

If there's anything that I can do...

Thank you. Thank you.

[down tempo music plays]

♪ I can see this takes a toll ♪

♪ On you, girl

♪ You're givin' your heart and soul ♪

♪ To fix your world

♪ I know that I'm pulling you down ♪

♪ I float above

♪ You say you're looking for a sign ♪

♪ That I'm OK Well, love ♪

♪ Just know

♪ I can hear you

♪ But now it's time to start anew ♪

♪ I'm in a new place and from up high ♪

♪ See the world so clear

♪ But I didn't get to say goodbye ♪

♪ Oh, how I long to hold you near ♪

♪ I want you to know I'm all right ♪

♪ I tried to dry the tears

♪ But to help you now it's time ♪

♪ I disappear

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ I disappear

♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪

[Dina] Where do I start?

My friend, Claire...

...she always flips to the last page of the book before she reads it.

She says she doesn't want to waste her time on a story

if it ends badly.

I guess she'd tell me to start there.

She would...

...if we were still speaking.

[sobbing]

I've spent the past few weeks being...

...absolutely tortured

by the people that I used to call my friends.

They...

[sighing] I can't... I can't do this right now.

[sighing]

[buzzing]

North Carolina?

[phone ringing]

[girl] Jealous, Van Cleve?

It's better in high res.

Who is this?

[stammering] Hello?

Do you think it's funny sending filth like this

- to my daughter's phone? -What? No, I...

Who is this? What is your name?

-Valerie. - Valerie who?

I played field hockey with Dina last year.

Look, Mrs. Van Cleve,

Dina didn't know I was gonna send her that, I swear.

So, please don't be mad at her.

Anyway, I'm really sorry.

Could you just let her know that I'm back in town.

We should talk.

Oh, my God.

I had no idea.

I think... Dina was being harassed

at school before she died.

So when I saw the picture you sent,

I automatically assumed it was you. I'm sorry.

Of course.

God, I feel like such an idiot.

Did she ever say anything to you?

About feeling like she was being bullied at school?

We haven't talked in awhile.

I just got back from a semester in South Africa.

I've been unplugged for months.

Are you close with any of her friends?

Not really.

I mean, I know some of them from the team.

I want to understand

what she went through.

But honestly, I...

I don't even know where to start.

Have you tried looking online?

I mean, if she had a falling out with her friends

it's probably catalogued somewhere.

These days, most dirty laundry

is offered up for public consumption.

Would I still be able to find it after all this time?

The Internet never forgets.

When was the first time you thought something might be wrong?

Homecoming.

- [woman] OK, everybody get together. - [Rachel] Everybody smile.

- [woman] Skylar, honey, stand up straight. - [Rachel] Bigger teeth.

- [woman] All right. Oh, God, they're beautiful. - [Rachel] They're stunning.

- [woman 1] One, two, three. - [Rachel] Wait, you guys get in a little closer.

[woman] Homecoming!

- Smile! - Big smiles.

- [camera clicking] - Perfect.

- Good? - Done yet?

[Rachel] Very pretty.

- Get outta here! - Have a great time.

[laughing, chattering]

Wait, wait.

You look beautiful.

Thank you very much.

Now, can you fit everything you need in that little bitty purse?

Like money and ID?

Well, I am not driving and I can't buy alcohol.

Or drink yet.

So, listen, I went to high school once.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

And I know that there's a lot of pressure

on a night like tonight.

- [scoffing] - And people have... wait.

People have expectations,

and I'm just trying to tell you that you don't ever,

ever have to do anything you're not 100 percent comfortable doing.

Like the Electric Slide?

[scoffing]

- Come on, Mama, you can save the PSA. - Mm-hmm.

It's just gonna be some friends hanging out.

[singing] Making a lifetime of memories.

- Good, clean fun. - Love you.

- Love you too. - Bye.

- Bye. - Have fun.

- OK, one more, one more. - Take a picture.

Pretty.

[pop music plays]

All right, let's take one of you and I.

♪ I'll still follow you

♪ I will follow you

♪ And you say look up, look up... ♪

Wait, wait, hold on...

What's wrong?

[laughing] Nothing.

Can we just slow down for a sec?

How slow are we talking?

Really, really, really slow.

I'm sorry.

You said Homecoming would be the night.

- I know, I... - I got you flowers.

I got us this room at the Beechwood, which...

...wasn't cheap.

I know, I just...

I thought I would be ready, but I'm...

[sighing]

I'm just not. I'm sorry.

[groaning]

So, now what?

[mumbling]

Maybe you should just take me home.

[sighing]

You know, it's not that big of a deal.

Yeah, well...

Maybe it should be, Mark.

[door closing]

♪ You fearless beauty breaks your fall ♪

♪ Something in me knows

♪ There's something more than this ♪

♪ So close I wanna run

You spent all that time lobbying for an extra 2 hours

and you're home before midnight.

[sighing]

Yeah, the dance ended at ten.

Rest of the night was kinda uneventful.

- Sweetie? - Yeah?

Did you win Homecoming Queen?

Yeah.

That's fantastic! Congratulations.

It's not that big of a deal, Mom.

It is a big deal.

Oh, my God. When I was your age,

it was like the biggest deal ever.

Seriously, they had posters and pins

and cupcake bribes.

I swear, it was like a presidential election.

Except possibly for the cupcake part cause that would be odd.

So, something happened with Mark, didn't it?

Why would you say that?

I can tell.

Did you...

You know.

[stammering] Mom, no!

You can talk to me about stuff like that.

Well, I don't want to talk to you about my sex life, so...

Are you telling me that you have a sex life?

No, that's not what I'm saying,

I just... [stammering]

Will you please just get out?

[laughing] OK, I'm going.

- But... - [sighs heavily]

I'm around if you need me.

I'm always around if you need me.

You know that, right?

Yes, I know.

All right. I love you. Have a good night.

I will. You too.

I'm so proud of you.

Thank you so much.

See you in the morning.

[sighing]

[keypad beeping]

[phone clicking shut]

[rock music plays]

♪ No, I don't care that you can't read my mind ♪

- [laughter] - [boy] There you guys are.

Mark, where the hell have you been?

- Hey. - Here's a beer, dude.

- Come on. - Oh, yeah.

No pictures, douchebag.

[rock music plays]

♪ I gotta have it when you roll just like this ♪

♪ When she walked into the room ♪

♪ I got addicted to my point of view ♪

♪ And now I can't stop

- ♪ Hey - ♪ And I won't stop

Hey!

[giggling]

Who's that?

No one.

OK, good.

Come with me, I'll show you something.

[giggling]

[Skylar] Excuse me. Come on.

All right, what did you want to show me?

This.

[exhaling]

[kids whooping]

[girl] Hot mama!

[loud chattering]

[giggling, cat calls]

Come on, take it off, girl.

Claire, what the hell's going on?

Everyone in the school has seen your picture.

Oh, my God. Where are you getting those from?!

I don't know. I got it from like ten different people.

What? Oh, my... Just come here!

[Dina] What am I gonna do?!

[stammering] What am I...

OK, OK, just breathe. Dina, Dina, breathe.

OK, we can figure this out together.

We can figure it out.

Oh, God.

[groaning]

- I need a pen. - What?

I need a pen!

[groaning]

[sobbing]

[frustrated shouting]

[chuckling]

[groaning]

How could you do that to me?

I thought we meant something to each other.

- Shouldn't that be my line? - Excuse me?

First you blow me off at Homecoming and now this?

- [stammering] - I don't get you.

No, no. I sent that picture to you and you alone,

and now it is all over the school.

I just saw it this morning when a bunch of people showed it to me.

Stop lying. Seriously, why did you send it out...

Dina. I got a new wallpaper today.

You know, it's really hot.

I'm thinking I should send it in to Sexysexters.com.

What do you think?

[keypad beeping]

[exhaling] Oh, God...

I'd like the opportunity to speak with each of these students.

I have some questions for them about Dina.

And you think they'll be able to give you answers?

Yeah, well as founding members of the "Dina Van Cleve is a Slut" Facebook page,

I'm thinking they might have a few.

[sighs]

Katie Bishop.

Michael Hatcher.

Peter Lambert.

I can't help you.

You can't help me, or you won't help me?

Can't. They don't go to school here.

[Rachel] Of course they go to school here, how can they not?

Dummy accounts.

It's common with cyber bullying. It's a way to remain anonymous.

OK... Well, you monitor computer activity in the school, right?

Can't I tell who had access to the page?

Mrs. Van Cleve,

what is it that you're hoping to do with this?

These kids hurt my daughter.

I want to know why they did it, I want to know who it was.

Dina's death was a tragedy.

And we all want closure.

But I can't have you turning my school upside down.

If you need something, you get it through me.

Fine. Good. I need the ISP records from the computer labs.

You won't find anything there.

Mrs. Van Cleve, please. Think about what you are doing.

This is a can of worms you do not want to open.

Um, I'm here if you want to talk.

Oh, are you?

[sighs]

[school bell rings]

[indistinct chatter]

Mark, hi.

Can I talk to you for just a second?

Yeah, um, but I only have a few minutes until my next class.

It's OK. It's all right.

What do you know about this?

Did Dina send it to you?

Yeah, she did.

Who did you send it to?

No one.

You're trying to tell me that nobody saw this?

Who did you send it to?

Look, I didn't do it. And I don't know anything about it.

Mark, please, I know you care about her.

Please tell me how this got out.

Look, I'm sorry about Dina.

I really am.

I don't know what to tell you.

I'm late for my class.

[chatter]

Claire.

Hi, Mrs. V.

Hi. Hi.

I wanted to talk to you for a second.

If I can, about something. Is that all right?

Sure... What?

I want you to help me understand why Dina did what she did.

Oh, Mrs. V.

I really miss her. But...

I found a video that Dina was making on the computer.

And in it, she talks pretty intimately about what was

going on at school before she died.

This video seemed like it was the last in a series she was making.

Like it was some kind of diary or something.

Do you know anything about this?

Sure, I knew that she made a few of those.

Sometimes she'd even post them online and stuff,

depending on what she had to say.

Where can I find them?

She took down her page a few days before she...

Before.

Claire?

Please help me with this.

Dina...

Well, she wouldn't talk to me.

About what she was going through.

I really feel like she wanted to protect me.

But, if she confided in those videos...

...I need to see them.

I need to understand this.

I wish I could help you, but I can't. I'm sorry.

Why weren't the two of you speaking, Claire?

[stammering] I don't know what...

She talked about it in the video.

Some dumb fight, I guess.

I don't remember.

What else does she say?

If you think of anywhere I might be able to find them,

will you call me? Will you do that?

I'm gonna keep looking on my end.

[Skylar] Claire, seriously?

Can you get, like a poker face or something?

I don't even know what that means.

Oh, my God. OK. It means this is really important

so I'm going to need you to pull it together.

OK.

Claire. I'm trusting you.

I got it covered, OK?

[exhaling]

Hi.

Hi, Mrs. V.

I thought I'd come see if we can find any more of Dina's vlogs.

Thank you.

My friend, Claire...

...she always flips to the last page of the book before she reads it.

She says she doesn't want to waste her time on a story

if it ends badly.

I guess she'd tell me to start there.

She would...

...if we were still speaking.

[sobbing]

I've spent the past few weeks being...

...absolutely tortured

by the people that I used to call my friends.

They...

[sighing] I can't... I can't do this right now.

It's not easy to watch, is it?

I've seen it so many times, I think I'm numb.

Who's she talking about, Claire?

I don't know.

I've seen the text.

I'll dig around on there and see what I can find.

OK. I'll be right back.

Thank you.

Hi, may I please speak to Bob Montgomery?

Bob, hi, my name is Rachel Van Cleve.

And I wrote an article about bullying in our high school

and how I think the administration is covering it up.

And I think it would make a really good op-ed piece.

Great, OK. I'll proof it and then I'll send it over.

OK.

Thanks. Bye.

Did you find anything?

No, nothing.

I searched the entire hard drive.

I did too.

Why would she do this?

Why would she just leave one file?

[Rachel] So, you have seen this?

Yeah, I have. I'm sorry I didn't say anything before.

It's just... I wanted to protect Dina, I guess.

Who sent it to you?

I got it from my friend Sarah who goes to Greenleaf.

I guess she and Dina were at an all-star camp

this Fall or something.

Hey! I know you.

You go to Westfield, right?

No, sorry.

What are you, undercover?

It says it right on your water bottle.

I'm totally great with faces.

Anyway, I was at the Covington game.

You got a great shot.

Oh. Thanks.

Sorry, I'm Sarah. Midfielder.

- Dina. - And this is Karen.

She's a forward for Evanston.

- Heading to check in? - Yeah.

- It's right there. See ya. - Thank you.

Hey! Uh, Dina Van Cleve?

[yelling]

[cheering]

[girl] All right! Nice job, Dina!

Sarah wasn't kidding about your shot.

- Oh, thanks. - I'm going to go grab a drink, want one?

Yeah, sure.

[phones beeping]

[chattering]

- She's right over there. - Oh, my God.

- [girl 1] Is that Dina? - [girl 2] Oh, my God!

No way...

[giggling]

[chattering and gasping]

What happened?

- Delete it. - Oh, come on.

[Rachel] God, I was blind.

She seemed genuinely excited to go to that camp,

and then she came back a different person.

I didn't even notice.

If all the kids at camp saw it.

How far did it spread?

It definitely went viral.

It's probably everywhere.

[reporter] The mood is tense here this morning at Westfield High,

and nobody knows exactly what will go on here today.

The administration is on high alert

and parents are being brought in on the investigation into the death of Dina Van Cleve

will be underway and the police will have a presence at this school,

as the details of her tragic death are looked into.

Rachel Van Cleve, who's daughter Dina

tragically took her own life, has written a scathing article

that was published today in the Daily Exchange...

Hey... Um, so, do you know what's going on with all the reporters outside?

[sighing] They're here for student reactions.

- To what? - Dina's mom wrote an article.

Some news affiliates picked it up.

What are you talking about?

"Bullying in our schools."

OK.

Wait, she actually wants a police investigation?

She wants someone to blame.

OK. But, you don't think the police would really get involved, right?

I mean, Dina did kill herself.

"Where's the community's allegiance?

Is it behind the teenage girl who was bullied

and tormented to the point of taking her own life?

Or, behind the spit-shined reputations

of the rest of the scholarship-greedy, college bound, student body?

This is criminal behavior and it should not be tolerated..."

And it goes on.

I know, I know, she's so angry, but...

I think that a lot of people are going to be really angry about this.

- Hi. - Hi.

- How was your day? - Weird.

There were cops and reporters everywhere

when I got to school this morning.

Why?

They're making a federal case out of that whole bullying thing.

[scoffs] That's ridiculous.

I don't know. Everyone seems, like, super freaked out.

- Are you? - No.

I mean...

I kind of said some stuff to her after that text came out.

Yeah, but you were just kidding, right?

- Yeah... - I mean, it's high school

it's what people do.

- Everybody needs to relax. - I guess.

OK? Don't even think about it.

OK.

[whispering] OK.

- Did you know Dina Van Cleve? - Uh, I... I can't really talk about it.

Did something happen at school the day she died?

Did somebody say anything to her?

Or harass her in anyway?

Please, Byron...

Seriously, any tiny bit of information...

I'm sorry, but you're wasting your time.

OK.

Hey, I don't mean with me.

I mean here. At the school.

You're not going to find anyone here

who's going to give you what you're looking for.

And we're under a lot of pressure

from the administration to keep an even keel.

I'm sorry, I don't have any idea what you're talking about.

I'm saying parents can be very protective of their kids.

Especially when it seems like someone is intent on hurting them.

And you didn't help things with that article

that you wrote in the paper.

Where were these parents when my daughter was being bullied?

- Kids can be cruel. - And adults should know better.

Rachel?

May I speak with you in my office?

The school made a lot of mistakes when it came to Dina.

But, maybe we can do something to prevent another

tragedy from happening in the future.

I'm starting a school-wide campaign,

and a discussion group called, "Kindness Matters."

It'll be a safe zone where kids can talk about the pressures they are feeling

and get some support from their peers.

These kids tortured my daughter for weeks.

They don't need a club. They need to be punished.

We can't change what's happened to Dina.

But, maybe we can use it to make a real difference for someone else.

The administration put you up to this, didn't they?

They want to distract me.

They want to shut me up, is what they want to do.

I'm doing this for you, Rachel.

I want to help you. I want you to trust me.

I did trust you.

I trusted you with my daughter.

[indistinct chatter]

Mrs. Van Cleve.

I can not have you continually harassing my students and faculty.

You have got to be kidding me. I'm not harassing anybody.

Please stop this witch hunt.

How often do you go into the girls restroom?

Well, I don't...

You are either completely incompetent at your job

or you are covering for these kids.

And honestly, I can't decide which.

But, either way, I'm not going to stop asking questions

until I find the answers I'm looking for.

- Well, I can't help you. - Yes, I know.

You've made that abundantly clear.

I'll go over your head if I have to.

Fine.

Somebody is going to be held accountable for my daughter's death.

Hi. Hi.

I am so sorry I'm late.

Look, I'll save you the apology.

We decided to go in a different direction.

A different direction?

We signed with Foster-Healey this morning.

They're going to represent us.

No, please. I mean, I know that I've been unavailable...

Frankly, Rachel, no one will touch the house

if you're selling it.

Who told you that?

Bill's employer wants him in Atlanta in a month.

We just can't afford to have this idle on the market.

I'm sorry.

[sighs]

[Rachel] Oh, my God.

[exhaling]

[breathing hard]

[Rachel] You didn't see anything?

No, nothing.

Somebody must have dropped these off, they don't have postmarks.

Oh... I'm sorry, I didn't anything.

I've been in and out all day...

There was nothing unusual?

No strange cars...

- Define strange cars? - I don't know...

- Oh... - [phone vibrates]

Excuse me.

Hello?

What?

No. No, no, no. I'll be right there.

I have to go.

[sighs]

[sobbing] Oh, no...

No... no...

Who did this?

I don't know.

I don't believe you. Who are you protecting?

No one. I just came here to pay my respects.

You don't respect her.

If you did, none of this would've happened.

Look, you weren't the only one who lost her...

Who loved her.

If you love her, then you will tell me the truth.

Did you send the text?

Did you want to seem like a big man to all your friends?

- No, it wasn't like that. - Then by all means, Mark.

You tell me what it was like, because I sure as hell can't get anybody else to talk to me.

She sent the text to you.

Who else possibly could have forwarded it?

I swear, I didn't forward it to anyone.

You're just a coward.

You're just like the rest of them.

[crying]

[sound from upstairs]

[footsteps]

[dogs barking]

[sighs]

- [glass breaking] - [Rachel shrieks]

[Cathy] Hello, Rachel.

I just stopped by to let you know that

Mark Carey was arrested at school this morning

for suspected distribution of child pornography.

Is that really what you wanted?

They've released Mark on his own recognizance.

Apparently, he swears he received the text,

but he didn't do anything with it.

He was too embarrassed for Dina.

He said it was a personal thing.

The text came from his phone.

Even if he didn't do it, don't you think he knows who did?

I don't know.

The police are still working on getting the phone records.

Good.

Principal Brannigan and I have been inundated with calls

from irate parents saying this has gone way too far.

Is that what this is actually about?

I don't care.

I don't care about the parents.

All I care about is finding out what happened,

but these kids are hiding something.

I know it, and you know it too.

OK. I understand.

But you do understand that even if somebody deliberately sent

Dina's text viral, you can't blame them for what Dina did.

She had a choice.

I want the cell phone records.

[Rachel] Claire.

Claire.

I, I can't be seen with you.

What?

Nothing. It's just that I'm under a lot of pressure.

Claire, please... Please just...

Give me two minutes.

Tell me what happened Homecoming night after the dance.

What do you mean?

You know that's the night Dina sent Mark the text.

Yeah, of course.

Well, there had to be a reason for her to do it.

What?

Oh, Claire. This is so important.

Was Mark with Skylar at the after party that night?

I don't know.

What do you mean with...

Did they do anything?

Did they hook up?

[rock music plays]

♪ When she walked into the room ♪

♪ I got addicted to my point of view ♪

- ♪ Now I can't stop - ♪ Hey!

- ♪ And I won't stop - ♪ Hey!

♪ Come back and show me some more ♪

Claire.

Did Skylar send you that text?

Did she find it on Mark's phone?

Mark, you've got to help me.

They listen to you, they respect you.

Just, please tell them this whole thing

is between you and me. And to just back off.

It's not that simple, Dina.

Yes, it is.

Stop! Come on!

She's really got you whipped, huh?

Why is Skylar pushing this so hard?

You know I didn't send that text, right?

No, Mark. I don't.

I would really like to believe you,

but by the way that you're acting,

and hanging out with her,

bragging to your friends...

[Skylar] Oh, if it isn't Dina Van Slut.

You know this is going to follow you forever, right?

Uh. OK, what?

You know she totally deserves it.

No, she doesn't.

She sent that picture to me, not the whole school.

OK, but only one of us was willing to show you the real thing.

[Mark] What'd you do? Steal my phone

and send it to the entire football team?

Mm. Yeah, Mark. That is exactly what I did.

No, of course not. You know I wouldn't do that.

Then why do you hate her so much?

[laughs] Mark, I sent that picture to one person.

And so that makes me the bad guy?

[Mark] I don't even know why I'm talking to you.

So, it was Skylar. OK.

What difference does it make?

Makes a lot of difference.

Thank you.

[doorbell rings]

- Hi. - I need to talk to you.

I need to talk to you too.

I know it wasn't you.

I understand why you thought it was me.

I'm so sorry.

She had everything going for her.

Everything.

But, I was just too stupid to see it.

If I hadn't been such a jerk to her,

she never would've sent that picture.

And I...

I feel so guilty.

It all just, spiraled out of control, but...

It started with me.

You have no idea how vicious it was.

How can kids...

How can we be so brutal to each other?

I want you to know that I didn't send that picture to anyone.

- I know. - I didn't.

I know.

But, I saw what it was doing to her.

And I didn't do a thing to stop it.

[whispering] It's OK.

- It's OK. - I'm sorry.

- I know. - I'm sorry.

It's still tough seeing him, huh?

What?

Oh, yeah...

[Rachel] I'm sorry.

Well, I'll tell you this...

...it's his loss, and I mean that.

Hey.

You're on to bigger and better things.

Try and focus on that, OK?

Sure.

I love you.

Love you, too.

- Bye, Mom. - Bye, sweetie.

[indistinct chatting]

[girl mutters] Slut.

[cell phone vibrates]

[Mark] She was cutting class.

Her grades were slipping.

She was even missing practice.

[Mark] I couldn't believe she was skipping field hockey practice.

She loved that game more than anything.

- Where's Dina? - Does it really matter?

It's not like she's been a real part of this team

since she sent that whole porno around the school.

Don't you think you're being a little hard on her?

It's been, like, three weeks.

Maybe we should just lay off her for awhile.

What? No!

She totally deserves it.

She broke the first rule of sexting.

Don't show your face.

It's always neck down, knees up, no birth marks. Duh.

I guess.

I don't know, I just thought maybe she's been through enough.

Yeah, but did you also know that if we go to playoffs

with Dina Van Cleve on our roster,

and that picture gets her punted from the team

our whole season's at jeopardy.

They can disqualify us.

They can do that?

God, yes Claire. They can do that.

It's like she doesn't even care.

So someone should really tell Coach.

I can't show her that picture. I'll get in trouble.

[scoffing] But, you still have that picture?

I mean, I figured some Freshman boys had it to perv on,

but really? I deleted that like after a day.

- Yeah, I deleted it too. - Whatever.

It's not like you even have to show her.

Just tip her off. It's not that hard to find.

Well, why don't you do it?

Because, Claire, Dina beat me out for All Stars.

If I did it, it'd look like sour grapes.

But, if you did, it's just civic duty.

I don't know.

Life lesson, Claire:

We are the company we keep.

And if you want to walk this world with the likes of Dina Van Cleve?

That's fine.

But remember, it'll be your social suicide.

I wish I could take everything that happened back.

I never meant to hurt her.

I want you to listen to me.

You are not responsible for what happened to Dina.

And, I want to thank you, from the bottom of my heart.

Being honest with me.

You're the only one who has been.

Do you think I'm doing the right thing?

What? In mourning the death of your child?

Of course.

No, I mean in a larger sense.

Do you think I'm...

Do you think I'm pushing too hard?

Well... maybe.

I don't know. I...

You know, everybody has to deal with these things in their own way.

Sometimes I really feel like I'm going to be OK.

And then...

...I will see something,

and it will remind me so much of her.

That this...

...wave just comes over me.

And... And I seize up.

Oh, God sometimes I feel like the only way

that I can keep moving, is if I, um...

...if I have a purpose.

It's why I had to find out who did this?

I'm going to make us some more tea.

Yeah?

I know it was Skylar.

Excuse me?

I know it was Skylar who sent the text.

That's ridiculous. Why would Skylar do that?

Because she was jealous of her.

Patty, she's been jealous of her since the day she was born.

- No, she's not. - Yes.

She's not. Who told you this?

One of the kids told me in confidence.

- And you believed them? - Yes, I believed them, Patty.

They had no reason to lie to me.

OK...

Skylar?

Honey, would you come down here for a second?

[Skylar] Yeah, Mom?

Did you send that text of Dina to anyone?

No, of course not.

[Patricia] But, you did receive it?

[Skylar] Well, yeah.

But, everyone did eventually.

Mrs. Van Cleve?

I swear, I would've never done that to Dina.

[Patricia] Thank you, sweetie.

Sure.

I'd like to see her phone, please.

Oh...

Rachel, you're crossing the line here.

We have 17 years of friendship.

I deserve your trust, I think I've earned it.

I don't know who told you that Skylar did it,

but I promise you, they're mistaken.

Oh, sweetie...

- [Rachel] I'm sorry. - Oh...

I just miss her so much.

- [sobbing] - Oh, God.

You need something much stronger than tea.

- [laughing and crying] - OK?

Let me go get us something.

- Yes, yes. - OK.

I'll be right back.

Oh, God. I'll have a double.

I'm gonna...

I'm gonna go use your bathroom.

- OK. - OK.

[sniffling]

She thinks it was me.

If Mark got arrested then I'm gonna be next.

Sweetheart, calm down. She doesn't have anything,

it's just some baseless finger pointing.

But, pointing leads to looking.

Yeah, but what's she gonna find?

You didn't send that text out to anyone.

No.

Except for one person. I...

- Sky! - It's just Claire!

I... I just didn't want her thinking Dina was the saint everyone thought she was.

Does that mean I'm gonna get in trouble?

It breaks our heart, what happened to Dina.

But, you didn't put that scarf around her neck. Did you?

Mom... Of course not.

Of course not. Of course not.

Then there's nothing to worry about. OK?

Go grab those cookies. Meet me in the kitchen.

Come on.

I'd like to drop the charges against Mark Carey.

I think that's a wise decision.

After all, he's a bright young man with a very promising future.

Because, I now firmly believe it was Skylar Reid who instigated the bullying.

Rachel, why can't you let this go?

I found a stack of magazines in the Reid's bathroom

with cut out letters that look exactly like the ones

- on the threats I received. - That's hardly proof.

Well, maybe not. But once we get the cell phone records,

I guarantee we're going to see it's Skylar who sent around that text.

Rachel, we did. She only sent it to one person.

- Who? - Claire Stevens.

And then on Sunday afternoon

Claire broadcast the text to about 40 different numbers.

We don't know who all the recipients were yet,

but we do know it was Claire who made the sext go viral.

[Dina] I've heard people say that...

...when you hit rock bottom

there's no where else to go but up.

[Dina] I've heard people say that...

- ...when you hit rock bottom... - How could you do it?

...there's no where else to go but up.

I should call the police right now.

[Dina] And like everyday, I wake up and I just...

...sink lower

and lower then I ever

thought possible.

[sighing] Jesus...

[crying] Today...

I don't really know what to say...

Today, I got kicked off the field hockey team.

And my scholarship offer to Price is gone.

- Dina? - Yeah?

- Do you have a minute? - Yeah.

I saw the picture.

And I have no choice but to ask you to leave the team.

And it breaks my heart because I am required by NCAA rules,

to report this to Price as well.

I'm so sorry.

I know this was just some harmless little thing

between you and your boyfriend.

But, unfortunately it has enormous consequences.

I'm so sorry.

If you want to talk about it,

my door is always open, Dina.

[sobbing]

I didn't know you still went to this school.

Oh, um... Dina, I forgot to ask you,

how was All Star camp? You know, my friend Sarah said

that you made quite the impression.

[laughing] What a waste, right?

Man, those scouts must've been really impressed.

You know, with your tits.

You are such a bitch.

Yeah, it's better then a slut.

[girls] Oh, my God!

[both grunting]

- Dina! - What? If you hated me that much,

I'm surprised it took you that long to run to Coach.

What are you talking about?

I'm off the team.

Don't pretend you didn't know.

I didn't know, OK?

I also didn't know she had it in her, wow.

What?

I didn't narc you out. Claire did.

- Shut up. - Yeah.

Because you guys are so close.

- What's going on? - Is it true?

What?

How could you do that to me?

What are you talking about?

You know what I'm talking about! You stabbed me in the back!

For what, huh?

In some sad, misguided hope that people would talk to you,

and not about you?

That they would like you?

When, newsflash. They won't.

You are so spineless.

She ratted you out, so she's not so spineless.

Yeah, I'm not so spineless.

[Dina] And I just feel like, everything that I loved and...

And my escape and my future is just gone.

- [sobbing] - And for what? You know?

Because I, I sent some stupid picture to my boyfriend?

No, it's not... It's because my best friend

decided to throw me under the bus.

[Dina sighs] Claire,

I wish I could see your face

when you flip to the end of this story.

I'm done.

[whispering] Just... so done.

[sobbing] I hate myself for what I did.

[sobbing] I just, I wanted Skylar to like me.

I didn't want the team to be disqualified.

I never got to apologize.

I can't believe I didn't help her, I just...

I was so scared.

The last time I saw her,

the way I treated her,

God, I really am spineless.

I am so sorry.

I'm so sorry that you lost your daughter because I...

...don't know how to stand up to people.

[sobbing]

How could you send that to so many people?

I didn't Mrs. V, I wouldn't do that.

After the dance, I forgot my phone in the limo

and then the company dropped it off at Skylar's house

and I went to pick it up the next day.

That's why I thought that it was Skylar all along.

You went to the Reid's house?

- Mrs. Reid? - Yeah?

I found this phone in the back of my limo

when I was cleaning up this morning.

It was wedged between one of the seats.

Those kids left quite a mess.

- Oh, I'm sorry about that. - No problem.

- I'm used to it. - OK.

- Have a nice day. - Thanks.

Bye.

Patricia...

Oh, God...

[Patricia] Is that you, honey?

Hurry up, we gotta go meet your dad for dinner.

Tonight? Ugh... I'm so not up for that.

[Patricia] I know, but at least he's not bringing the wife.

So, come on. Put on something nice.

[cell phone vibrates]

[Skylar] Mom? Your phone's ringing.

Must be Dad, saying he's late as usual.

[Patricia] Just let it go to voice mail.

I'll call him back.

I'll just text him.

Claire?

[gasps]

I saw it.

I saw Dina's picture on your phone.

Oh, my God, what did you do?

What are you talking about?

- You sent it out? - No.

Claire sent it out. They have the phone records.

But, you had Claire's phone.

So, what did you do? Send yourself one for a souvenir?

I did it for you.

- No... - Dina made you so unhappy.

And she took so much from you.

You wouldn't have gotten that scholarship otherwise.

Mom! That was her scholarship.

She was the great athlete, she was the honor student.

She deserved it.

You trashed her grave.

And the brick? It was all you!

You'll understand when you have children of your own.

Skylar... I love you so much,

I would do anything for you.

Anything.

I may have teased her, but I would've never

wanted her to kill herself.

OK. Listen to me.

It was just a harmless prank.

I had no idea Dina was that unhinged.

But, but she killed herself. Not us. Our hands are clean.

Mom, no they're not. And they never will be.

Skylar! Honey, Skylar?

- Where are you going? - Away from you!

Sky... Skylar!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Delete.

[knocking]

Patricia Reid?

Officer, my daughter just took off in my car. And she's very upset.

You are under arrest for the suspected dissemination of child pornography.

I need you to come with me down to the station.

[cell phone rings]

[cell phone rings]

- [screams] - [crash]

[indistinct chatter over radio]

Is she going to be all right?

Did you come here to gloat?

No.

I came to say that I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry that you're now going through the pain

that I'm going through.

If anybody on the earth knows what it feels like,

it's me.

And I wouldn't wish that kind of pain on my worst enemy.

And, I wanted to say that...

I'm sorry...

...that you found my daughter so threatening.

I don't know what it could've been

about my sweet Dina that threatened you so much.

But, I'm so sorry that you felt that way.

And, lastly...

...I'm sorry that our friendship wasn't real.

I hope that Skylar's OK, Patty.

[Rachel] And I'll pray for that sweet girl every night.

But, I will see you in court.

[sobbing]

[woman speaking over P.A.]

[Rachel] Someone once told me that common sufferings

are far stronger bond than common joys.

If that's the case then

Patricia and I are closer than ever.

Dina's still gone.

And Skylar may never walk again.

I guess, ultimately, I thought I might find some peace in all this.

Or, at least, I hoped I would.

I just wanted to understand what my daughter went through.

And I wanted other people to understand it, too.

But, now that it's over...

...honestly, I just wish I knew I made any difference at all.

- [Claire] Mrs. V? - Hey, come in.

Hi.

How are you?

I'm OK.

- How are you? - I'm OK, too.

Um... I actually kind of have a surprise for you.

Would you come with me? To the school?

Do you need me to go to the school?

Can you just trust me on this?

I trust you.

[students murmuring]

What is this?

You'll see.

[Claire] Please have a seat.

I'm really glad you came.

Thank you all for being here today.

As we all know, this has been a fall

full of tragedy here at Westfield.

We have lost a...

We have lost a member of our Senior class.

It's easy to say that Dina was responsible for her own death.

But, I think we all know the truth.

Bullying is poisonous.

It pervades our schools and our society in horrifying ways.

And today, with the anonymous communication we have via technology,

it makes bullying that much easier.

I'm going to say it right now,

and no one in this room can deny it.

Dina Van Cleve was bullied to death.

She was not responsible.

Everyone in this room is responsible.

Everyone who saw the text and passed it on.

Everyone who called her names,

everyone who giggled when she passed in the halls.

Everyone who didn't do everything in their power

to stop the cruelty that Dina had to endure.

And I'm as guilty as the rest of you.

Maybe even more so, because I was Dina's best friend.

What I am proposing here today maybe a small gesture,

but I think the statement it makes will be huge.

I want each and every one of us

to take responsibility for this tragedy.

And pledge to give up our cell phones

for the rest of the semester.

[whispered] Thank you.

[murmuring]

[uplifting music plays]

All right, so this is my response

to the "what is happiness" tag.

I know I should take more time to think about the good things in my life.

So, this seemed like the perfect excuse.

All right.

So, things that make me happy...

- Uh... Christmas movies in August. - Yes!

Ahh, Gerbera Daisies.

- [both] Pink ones. - [softly] Pink ones.

[Dina] My Dazzleglass lip gloss.

[Claire] You mean the one you borrowed from me and never gave back?

- [Dina stutters] - [Claire] Uh-huh...

Claire's Dazzleglass lip gloss.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Uh...

Nnn... You made me lose my train of thought.

OK, um...

Things that make me happy are...

- ...Her boyfriend. - Very happy.

Ooh, care to elaborate?

On the Internet?

Um, my friends make me happy.

Why do I rate below Gerbera Daisies?

Girl, it's in no particular order.

All right.

My friends make me happy.

- Usually. - Hey!

[Rachel] Dina, we're leaving in five.

OK!

Uh... And, my mom.

She makes me happy.

So, that's my list.

If you're watching this, consider yourself tagged.

[down tempo music plays]

♪ Laying flat on our backs

♪ Picking our favorite stars

♪ We try shining back

♪ From this roof of ours

♪ But after awhile

♪ You say it seems pretty far ♪

♪ I think ya forgot

♪ How bright you are

♪ Shine

♪ Shimmerin' You shine ♪

- ♪ Shine - ♪ Shine

♪ Shimmerin' You shine ♪

♪ It's been one hell of a year ♪

♪ The sky is battered and bruised ♪

♪ But I'm still hanging on

♪ All because of you

♪ 'Cause you held up the sun

♪ And you never let go

♪ The world needs ya now

♪ More than you'll ever know

- ♪ Shine - ♪ Shine

♪ Shimmerin' You shine ♪

- ♪ Shine - ♪ Shine

♪ Shimmerin' You shine ♪