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- Lean forward into cobra position.

Feel the life energy flowing into your lungs.

- So I hear you're fucking my dorm mate.

- Whoa!

Giselle?

I'm pretty sure she started that rumor.

I caught her watching me in the showers.

I'm not gonna lie, it was actually kind of hot.

- Careful with her.

She's a total stalker.

That's why she's in here.

- Are you jealous, Fi?

- You know your charm doesn't work on me.

- Yeah? Why's that?

- Because I see the real you, Jake,

and you're a sociopath.

- Someone's been working on their words of affirmation.

- Don't worry.

I'm sure this lakeside painting is working wonders on you.

You'll be feeling things like a real boy in no time.

- Yeah, that's right, and soon your violent urges

will be replaced with hugs and rainbows.

- If only I'd taken an art class earlier,

Mr. Sheridan might still have both his kidneys.

- Well, that'd be a shame.

After what you told me, it sounds like

that pervert deserved what he got.

Maybe more.

- And what about you, Jake?

You still haven't told me why you're here.

- Why does it matter? - It doesn't.

But it feels good to hear you validate what I did.

Maybe I want to return the favor.

Whatever it is, you know you can be honest with me.

There's nothing you could say

that would make me think less of you.

Try me.

- Can you keep a secret?

I'll tell you what I did.

But you got to take this one to your grave.

- Are you sure this is the right way?

- Yeah, I'm sure.

- One sec. I'm sorry.

- Everything OK? - Yeah.

Mm-hmm...

- You sure?

You look a little freaked out.

- No, I'm... I'm good. I'm good.

- Good.

- I'm not here. Leave a message.

- Nate, please call me back. You have to get out of there.

Why is he not answering? - OK, Bronwyn.

She's not gonna hurt him in the middle of a restaurant.

It's gonna be fine.

- So you never told me where you were yesterday.

I was worried.

- Yeah I had a, um, family emergency.

I was out of town.

- You missed a lot of excitement here.

Did you know they found Jake's car?

Search teams have been going out all day.

I guess they think he's dead.

That would look pretty bad for you and your friends,

wouldn't it?

- What, Jake getting drunk and driving off a cliff?

- Is that what you think happened?

- Probably, yeah.

I mean, the guy was a fucking idiot.

And an asshole.

Whatever happened,

he deserved it.

You're lucky you never knew him.

Did you?

- I think we both know the answer.

- So it was you this whole time.

I thought we... - What?

That I was some innocent misunderstood girl?

That we had a real connection?

That you broke my heart by picking Bronwyn?

Don't do anything stupid, Nate.

If something happens to me,

that video gets sent to the cops.

You have to know I have a failsafe in place.

- OK. What do you want?

- What do I want?

I want justice, an eye for an eye.

Simon says give me whoever pulled the trigger,

and this is all over.

- It was me.

- Lying to me is a bad idea, Nate.

How about this?

I'll give you until tomorrow at midnight

to decide if you want to tell the truth

and sacrifice one of your own.

If not, I give the cops

the video of all of you in the woods on Halloween night.

- We're not scared of going to jail.

- I know.

But gonna jail won't end the game.

There are lots of people I can still play with.

Maeve and Kris seem fun.

It's your choice, Nate.

Now get out of my car.

- Janae, is that... - Jake's gun.

- What is that doing in your pool house?

- Please don't freak out. - Don't freak out?

This gun incriminates us all. - OK, I know.

I know. I'm sorry.

I should have told you at the time,

but I didn't know who I could trust.

I do now.

- Why'd you keep it?

- I thought we might need it to protect ourselves.

And here we are. - No.

No way.

We are not doing self-defense again.

- Addy, she's trying to kill you, OK?

You heard Nate... An eye for an eye.

- It doesn't matter.

I can't fit another skeleton in my closet.

- OK. Does she know for a fact that it was Addy?

- Well, she knew it wasn't me.

And she was in the woods.

- She sent me the gun.

She's known it's me all along.

It's just more torture making you hand me over.

- Which means she might kill you,

whether we give you up or not.

- And who knows if she'd stop there?

- But using the gun's off the table.

Got it. - No.

There has to be another way.

OK, what if we can prove that she killed Giselle?

Turn her in to the cops? - No.

The last time we tried that, we found nothing

and TJ ended up in jail.

- Last time, we were trying to figure out who killed Giselle.

Now we know. We just need proof.

- Right, but we don't have much time.

- OK, so we divide and conquer.

We look into every corner of Fiona's life.

- We only have 24 hours,

but there is six of us and one of her.

- Wait, guys.

What if there's more than one of her?

- Sorry, what? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

How did she know that you knew she was Simon Says?

- Um...

- Are you saying someone tipped her off?

- Maybe.

Vanessa.

Hey.

What's going on? You OK?

- You tell me. Is my life still in danger?

- No? I... I don't know.

- You don't know. Great.

Yeah, real fucking comforting, Addy.

- Well, we figured out who Simon Says is.

It's Fiona,

but she may not be working alone.

- Who?

- We don't know yet.

- No, no, no, no, no. Who's Fiona?

- Oh, Fiona Jennings.

Remember Simon wrote about her

stabbing her English teacher last year?

She was at Wild Awakenings with Jake.

- Oh.

Oh, shit, her.

That's how Jake knew about her.

- What?

- Jake told Simon that on the Xbox.

OK, but that doesn't matter right now.

What matters is the plan. What is the plan?

And how do we stop this bitch, Addy?

- We are figuring that out.

For now, just lie low.

We don't have much time.

- No, what do you mean "lie low," Addy?

- Girl, we're gonna be good. We watching "Drag Race."

We got, like, 20 episodes left.

It's gonna be fine.

- Ugh!

- Hey.

You OK?

- Does it look like I'm OK?

How did Simon find out?

- I have no idea.

It's like he's got eyes everywhere,

no matter how hard you try to cover your tracks.

- This was supposed to be a fresh start.

You were supposed to help me.

- And I will.

We'll help each other, right?

Just like this summer.

You're my best friend, Fiona.

You're the only person I can really be myself around.

We just have to wait for this to blow over

before I can invite you to sit at our lunch table.

- And when will that be?

- Soon.

Soon.

And in the meantime, I promise,

Simon won't get away with hurting you.

This is still gonna be a great year for us.

OK?

- OK.

- Key.

People are so predictable.

- OK.

- Is it just me, or is this place a little creepy?

- Yeah, not just you.

- Seriously, who lives like this?

- Someone who doesn't want to be seen

for who they really are.

- Ooh.

OK, there's nothing here.

- What about this?

Proves she knew Giselle at Wild Awakenings.

- It doesn't prove she killed her.

- Oh.

This was Jake's favorite movie.

- Once again, people are so predictable.

- It's Greece.

And that's Jake's handwriting.

- I don't get it. - "Thanks for all the memories.

We made some great ones. J."

I knew it.

Fiona's the one who made him the Greece picture.

She literally made memories.

- So that's proof that they were conspiring

since the summer.

But it doesn't prove that Fiona killed Giselle.

- I hope the others have more luck.

- OK, what exactly are we looking for?

- Fiona had to cancel tutoring a couple times for rehearsal,

so I thought there might be

a theater equivalent of a locker room.

- You mean a dressing room?

- Guys, over here.

This is what she wore on Halloween.

- Well, it could have her DNA on it, or Jake's.

- Yeah, but not Giselle's. - Right. Shit.

- Right, but it means we're on the right track.

- Yeah, almost.

Guys, she's stage manager.

- Of course she is.

- Which means...

- Stairs?

- Well, this is all making sense...

Her being the stage manager,

pulling the strings from behind the scenes.

On brand. - Yeah.

You think she could watch us from here?

Hack into the school's cameras?

- And that's how she would keep track of us

doing her sick asks.

Yeah, not impossible.

- Oh, my God. Guys...

Look at this. - Jackpot.

- OK, if this is linked to her phone,

we could have her location history

or texts with Giselle.

It could place her at the waterpark

the night Giselle died. Um...

Birthday. What's her birthday? - I don't know.

- OK, well, she's definitely a Gemini.

- What the fuck does that mean? - June!

- OK.

- You really think you can guess?

- It's worth a try, right?

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Mr. Clay?

- Yeah? - Going somewhere?

- Really got to use the bathroom.

Sorry.

- Oh, my God. - What?

- Oh, my God. What's happening?

- No, no, no, no, she's wiping it,

which means that there is definitely

something important on there.

- OK, can you get it back?

- Guys... - I don't think so.

- Guys, this probably also means

she knows we have her iPad, OK?

So let's go. - He's right.

Just leave it. Come on. - OK.

- Maeve.

- Sorry. Sorry.

You guys OK? Both: Yeah.

- Where is she? - I don't know.

And I don't want to find out.

Let's just go. - OK.

- OK. Come on.

- This morning, Maritime search and rescue teams

recovered a body, which has just been

positively identified as Jake Riordan.

The Bayview senior has been missing since Halloween.

Autopsy results are still pending,

but police believe the cause of death

was a gunshot to the chest.

More details to come.

- OK, not to state the obvious, but...

fuck.

If they have the body and Fiona has the video,

it's over.

- You could always hand me over.

- So she can kill you and turn us in instead?

- Guys, we still have time. - To do what?

There's too much evidence that we killed Jake

and none that she killed Giselle.

She won.

- Unless...

- Unless what, Rojas?

- We can't prove that she killed Giselle,

but what if we can prove...

she killed Jake?

- OK, why would anyone believe

that Fiona Jennings killed Jake Riordan?

- Most of you have been suspected of murder

enough times to be familiar

with this little love triangle.

All we have to do is prove that Fiona had the means, motive,

and opportunity to kill Jake.

So where do we begin, Bronwyn? - With motive.

It should be easy to prove that Jake and Fiona

were working together since last summer.

- She had the postcard from him in the bedroom,

plus the necklace from Wild Awakening.

- We need more.

We have to prove that she helped Jake hack

into "About That" after Simon died,

that she knew he killed Simon and helped him frame us.

- And she killed Jake because he was about to be caught.

She knew that he was gonna drag her down with him.

- Would it help to upload Simon's hard drive

onto her laptop? - Yeah.

If the hard drive wasn't the one thing

that actually made it to the bottom of the ocean.

You made another backup, didn't you?

- That's great,

except we couldn't find her laptop.

- Victor's has public Wi-Fi.

Doesn't that make it easy

to hack a computer on that network?

- Yeah. - OK.

So what if we make it look like Fiona was operating

from her dad's computer in his office?

I mean, the yacht picks up their signal,

which I now feel way less guilty about stealing.

- That could actually work.

- I'll go with you.

- All right, so that takes care of motive.

What about opportunity?

- Well, she was at the Halloween party

in that dumb bear costume.

- But if she had killed him while wearing the costume,

then Jake's DNA would be all over it.

- So we can plant his DNA. - Oh.

I really want this to work.

I just don't want to find out have a little vial

of Jake blood somewhere.

- Got to admit, blood is better than where my mind went.

- OK. Both of you, disgusting!

I was actually talking about his hair.

His mom probably hasn't thrown out any of his stuff.

I mean, what, she thought he was alive

until two minutes ago.

Cooper, do you think you could talk your way in there

and get his hairbrush?

- I'll go, but I could use backup.

After the whole fiasco with Jake's watch,

Cole's not gonna take his eyes off of me.

- If you distract Cole, I can sneak in.

How's your mom?

- But what happens if we get caught by Fiona,

again?

- Addy and I will follow her. We can take my car.

And I'll just text you if there's any issues.

- Addy can't drive. - So?

- So if something happens to Bronwyn,

we need someone who can take the wheel.

- Maeve, come on. I'll be fine.

- It's OK. Addy can go with Maeve.

I'll go with Bronwyn.

- OK, so we keep eyes on Fiona

and we find an opening to plant the final piece.

Where's the gun?

If the police find this in Fiona's car,

it should be enough to put her away for good.

- It's not gonna work without Fiona's fingerprints

on the gun.

It's gonna look like we framed her.

- Unless...

Unless we're not the ones to tip the police off.

We could have Vanessa explain our theory to Wheeler.

- Fiona Jennings was in rehab with Jake.

- She'll connect the dots between Fiona and Jake

at Wild Awakenings, so that when the police

find the gun and all this other evidence we planted,

they won't know to bring it back to us.

- That's perfect, Addy.

- And when the cops realize

that Fiona had the means,

the gun, the motive, her collab with Jake,

and the opportunity...

Her presence at the party the night he died...

They'll have no choice but to take her seriously

as a suspect. - OK.

I feel like we're forgetting one tiny detail.

- Don't touch him. - What, why?

- Don't touch him!

- Fiona has a video of you guys in the woods.

- OK, so if the cops see the video,

we could say that we found his body after she killed him,

that she lured us to the woods to take the video.

We knew it would look like we killed him,

so we didn't want to come forward.

Not perfect, but it's the best shot we got.

And at least, if we go down, then Fiona goes down with us.

She's a killer,

and this is the only way we can stop her.

So if there aren't any other objections...

- Guessing I don't get a vote.

- Look, Fiona gave us until midnight to hand Addy over,

so we only have until then to put everything in place.

- And that's not accounting

for whatever Fiona's planning.

- Plus, we still don't know if she's working alone.

- She's at Victor's.

We have to hurry. - I'm going as fast as I can.

- OK, Maeve, is it working?

- I think so. - I really hope so.

- Hold this.

- Wow, Nate's really had an effect on you.

- Maeve, I really hate to do this, but how much longer?

- I just need a little more time, Addy.

- I have to admit, I'm impressed.

I... truly. - Thank you.

Fuck.

- What? - No, no. It's not here.

- What do you mean, it's not here?

- It's not here! - Bronwyn, where's the gun?

- I don't know. I don't know!

All right. Great.

- OK.

Let's go.

Maeve?

Why are we moving?

- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

What are you doing? - We have to get up there.

It's Fiona. - What if she's not alone?

We need a plan. You can't just run up there.

- Oh, fuck.

- I'm just gonna check, because it has to be in here.

'Cause maybe you're just blind right now.

- Hey, hey, hey, guys. What's wrong?

- The gun's missing. - What?

- We put it in the bag.

And it hasn't left my side... - No way.

- Since we left the pool house.

- Could it have fallen out? - No.

Someone had to have taken it.

- Maeve, what's the plan?

Why do you have that?

- It's OK, Addy.

You can come out.

- It's over.

- Maeve.

- She's on my team now.

You're so fucked.

- Bronwyn, there's just no way.

- It was Maeve.

She didn't think our plan would work,

so she took matters into her own hands.

- No. She... she would have told me.

- Wait. What if it's worse than that?

What if she's the one that tipped off Fiona?

- Oh, my God. I think I'm gonna be sick.

- Wait, wait. Where is Addy?

Is she still on the yacht with your sister?

- Fiona, she wanted us to hand over

whoever pulled the trigger.

- And Maeve changed the plan so that she'd

be with Addy instead of me. - OK. We have to go, now.

Come on.

- Maeve, why are you doing this?

- For fuck sake, Addy, stop making this

harder than it has to be.

- Tell her. Tell her the truth.

- I had to save my sister.

- Bronwyn wasn't even there when the gun went off.

That was all you.

- How long have you been working with this psycho?

- What did I say... - Ow.

- About that word?

And you should be thanking Maeve.

She's the reason you and your friends

aren't behind bars right now.

- Oh, and why is that?

- Because after you convinced everyone

to turn themselves in, I sent Simon Says a message.

I knew she would help.

If she wanted you in jail,

she would have turned you in herself.

- So instead, you let TJ rot away in jail?

- Mm, I see it more like you guys aren't rotting away

in jail because of me.

- Maeve was right.

I thought jail was too good for you all.

I'm more of a "death by 1,000 cuts" kind of girl.

And I have to admit,

I was impressed Maeve figured out how to message me back.

Unlike your little murder friends,

I can recognize talent when I see it.

For a while, our interests were aligned.

Maeve wanted to keep you out of jail,

and I wanted to keep playing with my toys.

But now that you know who I am,

I'm afraid playtime is over.

- So what now?

- Maeve and I made a deal.

Someone has to pay the ultimate price for killing Jake.

And that someone is you.

And in return, your friends stay out of jail.

- So you're actually just gonna kill me?

- There's no other way, Addy.

- The best part is,

your friends will torture themselves

for the rest of their lives for letting this happen to you.

And my work will be done.

- No, Fiona.

I promise you that you will rot in jail.

- Only if the police find your body, which they won't.

I'm not gonna make the same mistakes you made with Jake.

- OK. I gave you what you want.

So now you're gonna delete that video.

Right?

Right?

- Maeve.

- Permanent delete.

Done.

- I'm really sorry, Addy.

But one dead's better than five in jail.

- Fuck you!

- Oh, my God!

- We have to get out there!

- Your neighbors won't mind if we borrow this, will they?

- I've been waiting for this moment for a long time.

You're finally gonna get what you deserve.

- You're so fucking pathetic.

- What did you say?

- You let your obsession with a toxic shithead

turn you into a psycho,

which by the way, is what you call someone

who plays Simon Says with their victims.

So just fucking accept it already!

- Jake didn't turn me into anything.

He saw the real me.

And he loved me for it.

Jake was my person.

And you took him away from me!

- Everything's ready to go.

It's time for our endgame.

- Locker 102.

- Send it.

- It's done.

- Yeah, well, this part is.

I have a feeling you and I are just getting started.

God, I can't believe I'm gonna get away with it.

We're gonna get away with it.

- You should get back before anyone notices you're missing.

- Yeah, but I like hanging out in here

with you, you know?

Pulling the strings.

OK.

How about one dance, before I go?

- You know I don't dance.

- Come on.

- No. - Yes, yes, yes, yes,

yes, yes, yes.

Everybody dances.

- Watching you

and your little band of murder friends

have each other,

when you took him from me,

I couldn't stand it.

Now all I have left to fill the void inside me are tears.

And I'm done crying.

- Are you finished?

- Yeah.

Simon says,

game over.

Are you fucking kidding...

- What the hell? - I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

I'm really sorry, Addy. - Oh, my God.

- The plan wasn't gonna work

without her deleting that footage.

This was the only way to get that done

and get her prints on the gun. I'm so sorry.

- And yours.

- Wrong.

I put wax on the fingertips.

The use this trick in all the heist movies.

- Maeve? Just fucking untie me!

- OK, OK, OK, I'm sorry.

- God, you could have warned me.

Finally.

- OK.

You coming? - I can't.

One of us should stay in case Fiona comes back.

But I trust you. Please, save them.

- We will.

I promise.

- Sit down, and hold on.

- Ow. - I'm so sorry.

- Fuck.

Ow.

- How did she tie this?

I'm really sorry. - Ah, fuck.

Can we hurry? - Yes.

- OK, let's...

- Oh, shit, shit, shit. - Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

No!

Fuck.

I think we're trapped.

Open the door! Fiona!

Fiona, open the fucking door.

Open the fucking door.

Let us out!

Somebody! - Please!

- Fiona!

- Please, let us out! - Fiona!

Please!

Maeve!

- Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

- Help! - Help! Help!

- No, no, no.

- 911, what is your emergency?

- I'm really sorry, Addy.

You weren't supposed to get hurt.

You weren't supposed to get hurt.

- Guys!

- Addy?

- Nate.

- Hey, come on. We have to go.

You OK? - Up you go.

Addy. Come on.

- You OK? - Addy, can you make it?

I'll be right back, okay? - Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait!

- What? - The gun.

The gun's in my bag. - Where?

- The gun's in the bag!

- Buddy.

I got it! I got it!

Ahh!

Oh! My arm!

Ahh!

Help!

- Cooper!

No, please.

Fiona.

Fiona!

Stop!

Stop.

It's over.

- You must be devastated about your friends.

I wonder which of them burned

and which of them drowned.

And your own sister,

betraying you like that.

- Stay back.

- And she wasn't the only one.

Did Nate tell you about us?

The cafeteria was just the beginning.

He didn't even need a prompt from Simon Says.

- Stop talking!

- Maybe you two aren't endgame like you thought you were.

- OK.

So maybe my sister betrayed me, and Nate did too.

But what I want to know is how you forgave Jake

for betraying you.

- What are you talking about?

- You don't know?

He told Simon all about you.

Vanessa heard it all on the Xbox recording.

- You're lying.

- You're a hacker, right?

So you could have deleted all of that evidence

about Jake and Simon from that Xbox.

But he wouldn't let you, would he?

- You shouldn't be here.

- You're getting sloppy.

Bronwyn and Nate are here.

I saw them.

I can help you fix this if you just give me that Xbox.

- I'm not getting sloppy.

You're being crazy showing up here like this.

Fuck.

Fi, I'm sorry.

- So the truth comes out.

- I didn't mean it like that. I...

Listen.

I'm gonna take care of this. OK?

Just like you've taken care of me.

Fi, I wouldn't have been able to do this without you.

But I need to finish this alone.

OK?

I'll see you on the other side.

I promise.

- He didn't want you to see what was on the Xbox,

because he knew how you get when you're angry.

I mean, Jesus, pushing a girl off a waterslide

for overstaying her welcome?

- She could have exposed me,

and you were getting too close.

You left me no choice.

Giselle's death was your fault too.

- You want to know what the saddest part is?

Jake didn't even trade your secret.

He just gave it away, so he wouldn't

have to pretend like he was your friend for even one day!

So yeah, maybe I'm not a killer.

But I sure as hell know how to twist a knife.

- You're lying!

I'll kill you!

- What was that you were saying about twisting the knife?

- Freeze! - Bayview PD! Don't move!

- 11-41, I need an ambulance at this location.

- My friends. - You're OK.

- My friends.

- An ambulance is on the way.

- Am I a hero? Sure.

Yes, some people are using that word.

But the truth is, I just did what I knew was right.

I'm just an ordinary girl who believes in truth

and justice for all.

- Now, I know you never believed

that Jake was in Mexico.

But when did you first start to suspect

that Fiona was involved?

- Well, if I'm being honest,

I always had my suspicions about her.

- But you didn't raise your concerns with police

until a few days ago.

Why is that?

- Well, at first it was just a hunch.

But...

I knew if I wanted to be taken seriously,

I needed proof.

Once I was able to show the police the full picture,

they had no choice but to believe me.

- And listening to you led them to the indisputable evidence

that Fiona helped Jake cover up Simon's murder

and then murdered Jake in cold blood.

How does that make you feel?

- I'm just relieved that the truth about Jake is out there.

And I'm hopeful that the police will hurry up and drop

the charges against TJ Forrester,

who is so clearly another one of Fiona's victims.

- And if they don't,

will we see a Justice for TJ campaign from you?

Well, I...

I hope I don't have to.

But if that's what it takes,

absolutely.

- Thank you, Vanessa, for...

- I don't want to talk to you.

- You can't shut me out forever.

Are you serious?

- Trust me, ignoring you is, by far,

the kindest thing I can muster right now.

- Bronwyn, your plan was not going to work

without deleting that footage

and getting her fingerprints on the gun.

I saved you from... - You have no way of knowing

if that's true. And you never will.

How long were you talking to her?

How long were you going behind our fucking backs?

- I had to go behind your back

because you never listen to me.

I just wanted a vote.

- No, you wanted us to do whatever you said,

because you think you're smarter than everyone else.

Trust me, I know that feeling.

But I never would have done what you did.

- You would be rotting in jail right now,

and Fiona would be walking around free

if I hadn't done what I did.

- But instead, I'm lying in a hospital bed

lucky to be alive.

And so is Cooper.

You want me to put a ribbon on you and tell you you're a hero.

You're not.

You tipped her off.

You're a traitor.

And I need you to get out of my room.

- Bronwyn, I needed her to trust me.

- Well, now I can never trust you again.

- Bronwyn. - Get the fuck out of my room.

Get out!

OK.

- You know, I'm a little concerned about this one.

I do not know what Bronwyn's gonna say.

- It's funny.

- OK, well it came from you... - I don't think you could say...

- Not...

- You OK?

- I just don't know how I'm ever gonna forgive her.

I mean, you almost died, Addy.

- Yeah. But I didn't.

I'm still here.

- I know.

Hey, Sleeping Beauty.

Hey, Dad.

- The doctor says your surgery went great.

- Yeah? What does great mean?

- It means you can start physical therapy in a month.

You know? If that goes well,

you might even be able to play again this season.

- I might?

What are the other options?

Dad, what is the worst-case scenario?

I need to know.

- Worst-case scenario,

you don't ever get your strength

or speed back.

- No.

No.

I'm not gonna let that happen.

- I know.

You're a fighter.

Listen, kiddo,

I need to talk to you about something.

Yeah?

- You know what? Never mind.

It can wait. - You sure?

- Yeah.

- Um, sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.

I could come back.

- No, that's OK. It's all right.

Come on in.

- Um... I'm...

- Dad, this is, um...

This is Kris,

my, um...

My boyfriend.

Kris, this is my dad,

Kevin.

- Hi.

- Nice to meet you, Kris.

- Nice to meet you, too.

- I was worried he was gonna say friend.

- Mm-hmm, me too.

- Thank you for coming.

- What am I doing here?

- I need your help.

- I didn't kill your brother.

- A whole lot of evidence says otherwise.

- But I have proof.

I tried to tell that detective I have a video.

- I heard.

- You swore you have a video showing Murder Club

standing over Jake's dead body

you hid inside the theater in school.

- Yes.

I told her exactly where to look.

- But she found the thumb drive.

It was porn.

- That little bitch switched it!

The police need to talk to Maeve Rojas.

She has the real thing.

- I believe you.

I don't think you killed my brother.

Look, if there is a video out there,

I will make sure the police find it.

- Thank you.

- Can I ask you something?

- Sure.

- I know Jake killed Simon.

I just... I can't understand why.

You knew him better than anyone.

Do you know why he did it?

- Maybe he knew Jake's secret,

the one that landed him at Wild Awakenings.

- Jake told you about that?

- We told each other everything.

We were soulmates.

- Thank you for loving my brother.

I'm gonna do everything I can to get you out of here.

I promise, it won't be long.

OK?

- Jennings, chow time.

Help.

- I can't believe that you went from not wanting

to be a part of this group to having

Nate live in your backyard.

- I'd rather not talk about it.

- Wealthy family takes in misunderstood teen

with troubled and criminal past.

I mean, you're kind of like the white Fresh Prince.

They can make a whole TV show about you.

- They did. It's called "The OC."

- Janae,

you sure your parents are cool with this?

- Apparently, the yacht was a huge money suck.

The insurance payout was big, but my dad felt bad

that it came at your expense.

I just wish they took that kind of pity on me.

- How long are you staying at Balmoral?

You'll be back for graduation, right?

- If we even last that long.

- Cooper.

Not the vibe.

- OK, sorry. Sorry. You're right. You're right.

I guess I've kind of just gotten used

to the life-or-death stakes of our senior year.

- Yeah, I feel like I'm dreaming

or something.

Like, is this really over?

- I think it is.

- Well, then,

I guess Murder Club is adjourned.

- So does "The OC" hold up?

- Uh, mostly.

I mean, there are some cringey moments.

- Naturally. - But I'm sure

when the iPad babies come of age,

they're gonna think we're pretty problematic too.

- Just, um, one more thing.

A while back,

you asked me to do something no one ever has.

And I just wanted you to know how much it meant to me.

- "Stay."

- Um, here.

Think of this as a promise.

I'm not going anywhere, Rojas.

- Nate...

- What's... what's wrong?

- I know you hooked up with Fiona.

- Bronwyn. I'm sorry.

- Let me explain. Um... - Yeah, yeah.

- We all make mistakes, myself included.

The old me wouldn't have been able to get over it.

But Fiona's hurt all of us enough,

and I'm not gonna let her take you from me.

Just promise me, from now on,

no more secrets.

- I, Nate Macauley,

promise not to keep any more secrets from you.

Come here.

You sure we're OK?

Hmm? - Yeah.

This is exactly what I want. - Mm-hmm.

- You're the only thing that makes sense in my life

right now.

Everything else... with my sister and not knowing

where I'm gonna be in the fall...

I just don't know what the future looks like...

- Hey, hey, hey.

All we have to do is make it through the next few months

and graduate.

Then we'll have all summer to figure the rest out.

OK?

- Yeah.

- Ha-ha-ha-ha!

- Okay, what are they doing?

- Okay, okay, we need...

- Oh! - Oh, that was close.