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Sam!

Here, boy!

Shit.

What the hell?

Hey! Look, we're on our way right now.

I can't hear you.

What? Oh, no, baby. I want to see you.

We're on our way right now. I just can't hear you.

Hold on a second. I-I still can't hear you.

Send me the address.

Hey.

Yeah, I'll meet you in the cafeteria. All right.

- Hey. - Hey.

You get it?

Yeah, I got it.

The dealer was, uh, quite the weirdo.

Cool. Cool, cool. What time do you want to go to the party?

Um... I don't know, like ten?

Whenever Keren wants to go, honestly.

So... we'll all go together?

I'll go pick the girls up first, and then I'll head over to you?

Cool.

Yo, what's wrong?

Um...

- I don't know about tonight, man. - No! Don't say it. Stop.

Stop. You're going.

You are going to the party tonight, and you are going to have fun.

- Really? - Yeah.

- I'm actually going to have fun? - Yeah. You know why?

Because you seem super stressed and bummed out lately.

- I'm not. I'm not bummed... - I don't believe you.

- I'm not. I'm not, Adam. - And I'm not the only one

who thinks you've been acting super depressed.

Look... I'm not super depressed. All right? I'm fine.

I don't know how smart it is taking E on a Friday night

when the next morning we have soccer practice.

But, hey, what the fuck do I know, right?

Practice is at eleven. Come on.

We're not getting wasted. Just doing a little mellow E.

- All right. - It's fucking, uh, medicinal.

- It's medicinal. - It's medicinal!

Chemicals.

Hi, guys.

- Hey.

- Sorry I'm late. - It's okay.

I'm just finishing up this paper. You good?

Yeah. I'm, uh, just a little tired.

- Okay. Let's go to my room. - Okay.

Going to my room.

- Bye, guys. - Bye, Jake.

Fuck.

Hey, it's okay.

- It's okay. - I don't know what's wrong.

Don't worry.

Um...

So, wha-what time do you wanna go to the party later?

- Whenever you want. - Okay.

Hey... Hey!

It's okay.

- Did you get the E? - Yeah. I got it.

Do you want to meet at the beach at, like, nine?

Adam said something about picking all of us up,

that he's going to get you guys and then me.

Okay. Cool.

Have you, uh, talked to your mom recently?

- No, why? - Um...

Well... she-she called me.

She called you?

Yeah, she said you weren't returning her phone calls, Jake.

What else did she say?

Um, she wanted to know if you were still seeing Dr. Louis,

and I said I didn't know, but I assumed that you were.

No, I'm not seeing Dr. Louis anymore.

Okay. Do you think that maybe you should?

No, because I'm fine, okay? I feel okay.

Okay. It's just...

you've been acting really withdrawn the last few weeks,

- so I didn't know. - I'm not withdrawn, Keren.

- Have you stopped taking your medicine? - I'm not taking Nardil anymore.

Oh, my God, fuck. Jake, why? Wh-what are you doing?

I shouldn't have taken it in the first...

It shouldn't have even been prescribed to me.

- Oh, my God. Jake. - Look.

I'm okay, and I'm doing better, and... I know what I'm doing, Keren.

Okay. I just remember the last time you went off of it and it sucked.

I just don't want you to have to go through of all that again.

- I'm not taking it anymore. - I know, but it stabilizes you.

You don't get it. When you're on it, you're stabilized.

You might not notice it, but everyone around you does.

Riding my bike stabilizes me, okay? Swimming stabilizes me.

The fucking Nardil did not stabilize me, Keren.

Okay. Okay. I'm sorry.

Hey.

I just want you to be happy, okay?

I'm trying.

- I know. - Okay? I just...

I need you to help me, okay?

And please don't fight me on this, but... I just need for you to support me.

Of course I will.

You know I will, but you have to help yourself too.

- I will. - Because...

I am. Okay? I just...

- I need for you to be there for me. - Okay.

- Okay? - Okay.

Devon, I'm home!

Hey.

Hey, Devon?

Devon, you home?

Hey, Dev did...

Yeah! Get in here!

- There's our beautiful boy. - Hey, guys.

Why are we letting Adam drive?

Such a bad idea.

Is my sexy boy all right?

Yeah.

What the hell goes on at soccer practice? I'm concerned.

- A lot. You don't wanna know. - Is there gonna be weed?

Of course there's gonna be weed. There's always weed.

Well, then can we stop and get s'mores?

- How old are you? - S'mores?

Yeah, can we?

No, we're not gonna stop to get s'mores.

- Why? - Probably not.

- He got his Hawaiian shirt. - That's for sure.

Yeah. What were you thinking with that?

What do you mean "what"? This is a beautiful shirt.

Look at that. It's pink. It's minimalist.

It's minimalist, but also loud at the same time.

Why are we friends with you?

Should we take it? We should take it now.

- Yeah, let's do it. Jake has it. - Let's take it now. Hey.

- What? - What do you mean, "what"?

- Oh, yeah. - Oh, yeah.

- Yeah, sorry. - Ecstasy.

Can you stop acting like a psychopath for a minute?

Right.

Oh, my God. Dude...

- Dude, you're so out of it! - It's okay.

I forgot it in my room, um... I'll... I'll go back and get it.

No. We'll do it. You guys wanna just come with me?

- Babe, I can do it. - No, just let us do it.

Good! 'Cause I need a fucking drink.

- Where is it? - Um...

Top drawer of the dresser, right next to my bed.

All right. I'll call you if I can't find it. Keys.

- Babe! - Yeah?

- I'm sorry! - It's okay. I'll be right back.

What is going on? Why'd you forget it?

- I was just... I was distracted, man. - By what?

Someone came into my room and put some shit on my bed.

- What? - A map.

- A map? - Whatever, man.

All right.

And then he told me that he stopped taking his meds

and stopped seeing his doctor.

This afternoon, we were, you know,

- and he couldn't, you know. - I don't know.

And it wouldn't be the first time this week he couldn't do it, so...

Maybe he's just not that into you anymore.

No. He just needs to be back on his meds, okay?

That's supposed to make a guy not get it up.

No, it's just... it's a pattern, okay?

He starts self-medicating instead of taking it how it's prescribed,

and then he stops seeing his doctor.

He gets off the pills altogether, and he wonders why he's depressed.

Maybe you just need to let Jake go through his weird phase and get back with Rob.

Why would I do that when I'm serious about Jake?

I don't know. Jake's just...

been acting really strange.

Yeah, I know, I... Don't think it's not upsetting me that he's losing his shit.

I'm just...

I don't know, I'm trying to help him get back on track.

I don't know. He doesn't have anybody else, you know?

Hey! There he is.

- How you doing? - I need a drink.

You need a drink? What'd you do? You just scared them off.

I scared them off.

Cheers.

Hey. Let's go for a walk.

- Huh. - Come on.

- Hey, babe. - Mm-hmm?

Did you send me any texts tonight?

No, I didn't.

Hey, do you want a hit?

Uh... no. No, I'm-I'm okay.

- Come on, be with me. - I am with you.

No, you know what I mean. Like "be with me", like this...

I, um...

I wanna go back to the party and... get another drink.

Okay? And then...

Then maybe we could come back here after?

- Okay. - Okay.

I have to pee first. And then, um, get a blanket from Adam's car...

- Mm-hmm. - ...come back here and watch the sky?

- Okay. - Okay.

Um...

- I'm sorry again about before. - It's okay.

- You sure? - Yeah.

Wait for me, okay?

Hey. Come on.

- Do you have the keys? - Mm-hmm.

Got it.

Race you!

- So good to see you. - Yeah, you too.

- Come tomorrow night. - Uh... yeah. I've heard about your party.

- I'm having a party tomorrow night. - Yeah, I heard.

- Bring whoever you want. - We're invited?

- Ten, that's all it is. - Yeah. Ten?

- Yeah, yeah. - Oh, hey, babe.

I was just... just looking for you.

- Yeah? - Hey, Jake.

Hey, Rob.

Um, Rob was just telling me about his-his party tomorrow night, so...

Um... I think we should get out of here.

- Really? I thought we were going to... - It's okay. It's okay.

- Yeah, I really want to go. - Baby...

Hey, listen. I was just trying to tell Keren about the party.

You know, in person.

- Uh... good to see you guys. - Yeah.

- We should all hang... - Yeah. Thanks, Rob.

- Yeah. - ...or something.

See you tomorrow.

You doing okay, man?

Yeah... yeah. I'm fine.

Why do you ask, Rob?

Uh... I don't know. You just seem a little stressed.

Oh, I'm-I'm fine.

- Good. - Yeah.

- Come on, Keren. - Good night.

Hey. Hey!

It's getting cold. This party is dead.

Are you good to take us home?

Yeah. We just gotta go right now.

- Fine with me. - Come on.

Thanks, Adam.

Thanks, Adam!

You coming in?

I'm tired. I think I'm just gonna get home.

No.

Is this about Rob?

Honestly... I don't give a shit about Rob.

I don't believe you.

Come on. I'll walk you to your place.

- Okay. - Okay. Come on.

What, are you jealous of him?

I think that he's jealous of me.

I think Devon's here.

His car's not here.

Maybe he's upstairs.

- You are so high. - Will you check, please?

- I'm gonna get some water. - All right.

Devon, you here?

No one's here. Come on.

- Can we check downstairs, please? - Oh, come on.

Please.

- Okay, okay, okay. - Thank you.

No one's here.

Good.

What is all that stuff?

Fucking Devon.

Fuck.

What's up, guys?

- Jake! - What?

- Where the fuck were you? - What do you mean? I'm early.

What? Dude, you're two hours late.

Practice is over. Coach was pissed.

No fucking way, man. I set my alarm. What are you talking about?

I'm fucking calling you, I'm texting you since 11 o'clock. I got nothing back.

- What time is it? - Dude, it's one o'clock.

Then I guess my phone's fucked up, 'cause I didn't get any of your texts.

What is that shit?

I don't know. Some freak's been sending me this shit,

and I think maybe someone hacked my phone or something.

So you really didn't get any of my texts?

- No! - Did you just sleep in late?

- Did you like... - No, I didn't sleep in late, Adam.

Jake, dude...

Jake!

Dude, you're totally fucking out of it! What's going on?

Oh, my God. Why does everyone think I'm out of it or something?

Look, I'm fine!

Look, someone's fucking with my phone, but I-I'm fine. Okay?

Why would anyone be fucking with you? Who's fucking with you?

What did you do? Like...

I-I don't know!

I gotta get home. All right?

Maybe it's Rob.

Maybe, uh... he's still pissed.

Pissed about what?

Uh, that Keren left him and went to you.

Maybe he just wants to fuck with you a little bit. You know, like a prank.

No way, man. This shit is weird, all right?

It's-it's ornate!

Rob is too dumb for this shit.

Yeah, I guess.

- Keren has been talking to him, though. - You serious?

Yeah.

I didn't know, but he texted her this morning.

- Still gonna go to his party tonight? - I guess, if Keren wants to.

Maybe it's someone who wants to fuck you,

like, not fuck with you. Maybe it's someone who wants to just,

- really just-just plow, just... - Stop.

Who?

I don't know. Maybe it's a secret admirer.

Maybe it's me. Huh, babe?

- Huh? Huh? - You're an idiot, dude.

Yeah. You are.

Do you ever think about my feelings? How I feel about you?

Maybe I'll see you at the party, all right?

- Yeah, I'll see you at the party. - Maybe.

All right.

One second.

Exactly. Like, why do you think I haven't been staying here?

I can't write my dissertation

with this messed up millennial annoying me at all fucking hou...

No, he's getting progressively worse.

Ahem. Oh, wait, hold on.

Oh, hey. Just heading out. Jake's at soccer practice.

- Yeah, you know when he's coming back? - I don't know. I just woke up.

- When did he leave? - Like 10:30? What time is it now?

It's one.

Damn, I slept late.

I don't know. He should be back soon.

Okay. Thanks for warning me.

Bye.

Hey, sorry. Hey, my bad. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'm here, um... No, that was Keren, his girlfriend.

She's, like, walking around like she's fucking lost or something, I don't know.

But, dude, let me call you back. I gotta pee.

All right, see ya.

The fuck?

Hey.

Dude... it just never ends, man.

I really don't know. He's going through some manic phase or something.

And, honestly, if he expects me to pay the fucking water bill,

he's out of his fucking mind!

Yeah, tonight's going to be lit. I can't wait.

All right, brother. Well, I'm just gonna finish packing,

and then, uh, I'll head your way.

What the...?!

Are you fucking kidding me?

Jake!

What the fuck, Jake?!

Yo!

Devon.

Hey, come on, man. Open up.

All right.

What the fuck?

- Hello? - Hey, it's me.

Hey, babe. Um... you left your phone here.

Yeah, I was kind of spacey when I left.

- Can you bring it when I see you tonight? - Sure.

Um, hey, have you seen... Have you seen Devon?

Yeah. He came in just as I was leaving.

And... did he say anything to you?

No. Like what?

Nothing. It's fine.

Are you guys still having problems?

No. No, no, no. It's fine.

Um, I'll see you later, okay?

- Okay, bye. - Yeah, bye.

Hey, Devon.

Devon.

Hey. What's going on?

Someone's been fucking with my phone and...

and I-I think I know who it is.

Are you okay?

You and Rob still talk, right?

Yeah, Jake, sometimes. Why?

What do you guys talk about?

I don't know! Stuff, Jake.

You guys talk about how he hates me, huh?

You're really starting to freak me out, okay?

Why? Because I-I found out that you still talk to that fucking scumbag??!

He's not a scumbag. What are you doing right now?

Keren, he's been fucking with my phone,

and he's fucking with you, and he's fucking with me!

Stop. All right? Listen. Listen to me.

You need to go back on your meds right now. Okay?

I don't think you should come to the party tonight.

Keren... I am on my meds.

Okay?

Of course I'm coming to the party tonight. Why wouldn't I?

Because I just don't... I just don't think that you should.

I'm really worried about you.

Look.

What is this?

It's what your fucking ex-boyfriend's been texting me...

If he's even still your ex-boyfriend.

- You guys still talk, Keren? - Did you send this to yourself?

What the fuck are you talking about?!

I'm sorry, okay? I-I'm just making sure because...

Remember that email that you sent me, like, a month ago?

Hey, remember how you didn't remember sending it, let alone writing it?

Remember, Jake? It was, like, four pages long? I'm just...

Yeah, but I was wasted that night.

I've been totally clean for the past few weeks,

and I was wasted when I wrote that email, and didn't fucking do this, Keren.

Okay. I know that's what you said,

but it took me a week to convince you that you'd written the email.

You were acting all defensive. You were just...

You were being just like this.

I'm really worried about you.

- Well, I'm fine, Keren. - No, you're not, Jake.

You're not stable. You're-you're going off your meds and not telling anyone.

You're acting paranoid.

You're convinced there's something going on with me and Rob

when you know there's nothing.

Then...

why the fuck is he texting you this?

Jake...

- Where are you going? - Nowhere.

Jake! Jake, stop. Where are you going?

Rob's party.

Is that okay, or do I need your permission?

Okay, just stay here. We'll give you a ride.

- I don't want a ride, Keren. - Okay.

Come on!

Come on.

Jake.

What's-what's going on?

What do you want from me, Rob, hmm?

I-I was just about to go get a drink.

I... see you dressed up for the occasion.

- Let's go get a drink. - I don't want a drink.

I just want to know why you've been fucking with me.

- What are you talking about? - You haven't been texting me?

- And-and sending me threats... - Jake, what the fuck?

...and fucking with my phone, Rob?

The fuck are you talking about, man?

You high or something?

Just fucking admit it.

You've been fucking with my phone, Rob!

I have no idea what you're talking about!

You're fucking sick, Rob.

You can't deal that Keren's with me.

So, just fucking man up and deal with it,

and stop fucking with my phone!

You're a freak.

I think it's time you get the fuck outta my house.

- Jake. - Go on.

Get the fuck out!

Get the fuck off me! Get off me!

Jake, come on.

Jake.

Jake! Jake!

The fuck is wrong with you?

Jake. Jake!

- What? - Jake, stop!

What just happened?

- Nothing, just forget it. - No, why are you so pissed?

There is nothing going on between me and Rob.

You have to stop.

Keren, I just want to get the fuck away from everybody.

- Jake. Jake, no! - Please, move.

- Keren, move! - Stop it. Jake!

- Keren, I'm sorry. Keren... - Stop. Stop!

Keren... come on.

Fuck.

Come on!

Fuck!

Help! Hey! Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey! Stop the fucking van!

Help!

Oh, fuck.

Help me!

Help! Help!

Stop!

It's okay. It's okay, brother.

It's okay.

Get the fuck off me!

Help!

You'll be with the water soon.

Help!

Get the fuck off me!

Help! Help!

Hey!

Hey! Stop!

No one can hear you, Jake.

No one can hear you, brother. It's okay.

- You can scream. - What the fuck? What the fuck?

Right, scream... for the water.

It wants you, brother.

We have to do this fast.

Get the fuck away from me!

He's too strong.

These ropes are not going to hold long enough.

I told you, he's too strong.

I told you to choose another.

He is Galiel. He is Galiel.

Shh.

It's gonna be okay. The water wants you.

It needs to be fed.

No, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no. No, no.

No, no, no! No!

Hold him.

- Get the fuck off me! - Hold his arm!

Hold his arm!

Got it.

- Fuck! - I missed.

Hold him!

Oh, damn it!

Fuck you, you piece of shit!

Who the fuck killed someone's dog?

I'm telling ya, it's gotta be college kids.

Yeah, they're all a bunch of over-medicated freaks,

self-entitled little shits.

I wouldn't put it past them to pull this shit.

Hey, sir.

- Please. Call the police. - Hey, hey, hey. What the fuck?

Please!

They're-they're trying to get me. Please, you gotta help me.

Who the fuck you talking about?

- Just call the police, please. - I don't want any trouble. Get out!

They're insane, and they're trying to fucking kill me!

Who's trying to kill you?

Oh, fuck.

Organic soda.

Hey, um, make sure you get me something sour,

- like sour Skittles. - Yeah.

All right, so what are you guys in the mood for?

Hello?

Hey! There's a dead guy in there!

Yo, what's up man?

There's a...

- A guy hit the glass over there. - Glass? What?

- We gotta go! - What's going on?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Hey!

Fuck!

No, no, no, no, no. No! No!

Fuck!

Please, don't.

No. No, no, no.

Why me?

You are Galiel.

You are all Galiel.

The murder of Devon Holmes, a 30-year-old graduate student,

and the disappearance of his roommate Jake Graham,

a 21-year-old junior, has mystified students here.

Holmes's mutilated body was found just two days after Graham was reported missing

from the off-campus apartment they shared.

And on Saturday, Graham was reportedly in an altercation

with another student named Robert Delaney,

and hasn't been seen since.

He thought I was messing with him.

He thought I was jealous he was dating my ex.

I don't think Jake was the kind of guy to just, like, disappear or check out.

We're told Graham is a popular, handsome, athletic student,

a member of the varsity soccer team and seemingly untroubled,

but some of his friends are telling us a different story.

He went off his meds.

And, uh... I think he was sending texts to himself.

I gotta admit that he seemed, like, really down lately, so...

I don't know. I think he was delusional.

They found the guy's blood in his room and in the hall.

I still don't think he had anything to do with Devon's death, and I'm...

pretty shocked that people think he did.

I'm just really worried that he might've, um...

done something to himself.

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