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- Hello?

Hello?!

Hello, I need help! Hello?!

Who's there?

Who's there? Answer me!

Hello? Somebody please, help me!

- What question are you on?

Lucy?

Lucy?
- Hold on.

You have to see this.

Look at the cuteness!

I want one!

- Which, the baby or the dog?
- Both!

- Get to work.

Come on, it's senior year,
we have to study.

- You mean, you have to study.

Face it, Skye, only one of us
is college bound.

And then, we'll never see
each other again.

- You can come visit me
whenever you like.

And I'll probably end up
video chatting you

so much you'll wanna block me.
- Yeah, right.

- I think my dad's home.

- Guess what?
- What?

- The Price Hill
housing development,

we won the contract.

That's amazing! How?

I didn't think we stood a chance
against all those bigger fish.

- I don't know, I haven't
spoken with them yet,

but I guess Mayor Adams
went with a local contractor

in the end.

Wait, wait. Wait right there.

Right there!

All right, let's see.

Oh, for you.

And you.

And you.

- Honey!

That is beautiful.

- I could not have landed
the contract without

my amazing head of office.

Sorry, Lucy, I don't have
anything for you.

- Don't be silly,
I'm not family.

But I will stay for dinner,
if offered.

Of course!

That's so great.

- Like that phone I got ya?

- Depends if it's
a bribe, or not.

- It was a gift.

But yes, since you've graduated,

you know, I'd like for you
to join the business.

- I told you, I wanna travel.

- Hey, and that's good.

But one day, you have
to return home.

Why work for someone else
when you can work for me?

- Because it'd be my choice.

Burgers are up.

- Stop it! He's my brother!

- Yeah, but he's not mine.

- Ugh! Ew! Ew, ew, ew.
Whoops, sorry.

- Here we go. Oh, Skye, did you
remember to take your insulin?

- Mom, do you remember
a time I forgot?

I'm not a kid anymore.

You don't have
to worry about me.

- Oh really? Well, I happen
to be your mom

and it's my job to worry.

All right. Okay.

Oh, these are so cute.

Look how adorable that one is.

Oh, my gosh, that's me
at Homecoming.

- Wait, wait, scroll back.

Was that your 10th birthday,
or mine?

- Uh, yours. Remember you wore
that party dress

for like, a month straight.

Yeah. Such great memories.

It's sad we won't be able to
make any more when you leave.

- Lucy, I want to go to college.

- Yeah, to study art.
Not architecture.

- Come on, architects get
steady work and artists don't.

- I love your parents.

Compared to my mom,
they're amazing.

But you have to stop living
the life they choose for you.

You don't go out if they tell
you to stay home and study.

You don't wear the clothes
that you want.

And now, you're not
following your dreams.

Listen, we have almost
a whole year left

before you go to college.

Let's make it our best ever!

I'm talking parties,
vacations, boys.

- Maybe. Maybe!
- No. No, not maybe.

You have to make the promise.

- The promise?

- Please? Please?
- Really? Really?

Okay.

I promise.

Best friends promise.

- Thank you.
- Oh my gosh.

- Thanks for the ride home,
Mr. Simmons. Have a good night!

- Alcohol? I thought we agreed.

- Oh, please.

Let me guess, 'round at the
Simmons house again?

You spend more time there
than you do at your own home.

- I wonder why.

- Oh, I'm sorry this isn't
a mansion like Skye's,

but she enjoys the support and
security of two incomes.

But we will soon, too, right?

- What? He's not
moving in, is he?

- Drop the attitude.

And I didn't mean Ron,
I meant you.

Soon you'll finish school,
start working,

and more money will be coming
into the house, hmm?

- Right.

I just don't know

what to do with her.
I mean, back off, you know?

It's all good.

- She's my mom, yes,
and I love her,

but does she really think
I'm gonna live at home

for the rest of my life?

No way!

And she's on this new
medication now,

which is actually really helping
with her mental health

and her anxiety this time.

And she has Ron!
She doesn't need me.

I want my own place.

- Apartments are
kind of expensive.

Do you really think
you could afford one?

- I'll figure it out.
Hey, look who it is.

Last year, Sasha Unwin
was the quiet, nerdy girl
at the back of class.

Now she's Super-Mom!

- Yeah, I kinda
feel bad for her.

- Why? She got to quit school,

the father's parents
are paying for everything,

and everyone adores her
and her baby.

She's lucky.

- Sure, if you count changing
stinky diapers as lucky.

It is a cute baby.

- We should be like her.

- Keep still.

Who?
- Sasha Unwin!

You wanna have kids, don't you?

- Possibly, eventually.

- How amazing would it be
if we had babies together?

They would be best friends.

And we could hand out
at the mall,

and at the daycare centers
with all the other moms.

- Okay, slow down. We don't even
have boyfriends, or jobs.

And I have like,
a thousand things I wanna do

before I have kids.

- Would you at least promise

that we'll have babies
together someday?

And as soon as possible.

- Lucy, enough with
the promises.

We're not
eight years old anymore.

- Please?

Come on, I need this.

With you going away to college

and me stuck at home
with my mom,

I need to at least hold on
to the dream

that we'll be moms
together someday.

Best friend promise.

- Now, keep still. You do look
really good in this.

- Let's go, G-O! Go! Go!

Purple and gold,
let's go, G-O! Go! Go!

Purple and Gold,
let's go, G-O! Go! Go!

Purple and gold,
let's go, G-O! Go! Go!

Purple and gold,
let's go, G-O! Go! Go!

Purple and gold, let's...

- I'm sorry. Are you okay?

- Skye, you do that
in competition,

we won't win
anything this year.

- I'm really sorry.
It won't happen again.

Five minutes everyone,

then we'll run it again.

- I'm sorry.

- If you can't get it right,
then let me be captain.

- So, it was Jake Dawson
who distracted you.

- I thought he graduated
last year?

- He did. Rumor has it,

he didn't get the sports
scholarship applied for,

so I guess he's helping out
the basketball team

while he reapplies.

You like him, don't you?!
- No, no, stop it. I don't...

I don't even know him.

- Then we should totally go to
Brooke's party this weekend.

He'll definitely be there.

- We're not invited.
- Who cares? We'll crash it.

Charles and Diane
will let you out, right?

- Yeah, sure,
of course they will.

We're going.

- No, no, no. Absolutely not.

- The whole squad
is going to be there.

Lucy is going to be there.

- Oh, yeah, of course
she will be.

Honey, why can't you just start
making your own decisions?

- How about right now?
I wanna go to this party.

- You have to do your studies.

College is gonna be here
before you know it.

- And in the meantime, what, I
just... I have zero social life?

- You have to make sacrifices

if you wanna achieve
things in life.

Your father and I did.

- Plus, it's a late night.
What about your diabetes?

- I monitor myself
literally 24-7.

I am diabetic,
I am not made of glass,

and... Please, can I go
to this party?

Can you be a person for once,
and not a parent?

- I've made my decision.

Please be mature enough
to accept it.

- Hey.

Whew!

That was much easier
to do when I was 10.

- Yeah.
- Why aren't you dressed?

- Didn't you get my message?
My parents said I can't go.

- Yeah, yeah.

But you promised to make this
year our best ever, remember?

I just want you to have
a little bit of fun.

But if you don't wanna go,
I won't make you.

Maybe a little bit.
Let's find you something cute.

- What's this?

- Oh it's just my birth control.

Um, I keep it there to help me
keep it organized.

- Miss Skye Simmons,
birth control!

I may have misjudged you.

- It's not what you think.
It just helps with my cramps.

How do I look?

- I like it.

You ready to go?
- Yeah.

- After you.

I hate to admit it, but Brooke
sure does throw a good party.

Wanna find some drinks?

- Uh... I might stay back
here a sec.

- But we came here
to have fun together.

- 30 minutes ago,
I was doing algebra.

Just let me acclimate.

You go have fun.
I'll catch up with you later.

- Fine.

- That wasn't that great.

Six at best.

- Really? Personally, I think
I'd only give it a four.

- Ooh, tough judge.

I'm Jake.
- Oh, I know.

I watched you play starting
guard last year. I'm Skye.

- Nice to meet you, Skye.

Mind if I hang out here
for a while?

Getting kinda tired
of dodging the host.

- Sure.

- Well, look who it is.

I guess that means
my sister is here, too?

- Yeah.
- Don't worry.

I'm not gonna rat you guys out.
Skye knows that.

- Oh, just like
you didn't rat me out

when I scratched your mom's car?

- That was eight years ago.

I'm a nicer guy now.

- And a much better dresser,
too. Nice shirt.

- I want to go to college,
play professionally,

but it's a lot of pressure,
especially with my dad.

- Kinda sounds like my parents.

They started their business
from the ground up

and they expect my brother
and I to do the same.

- Well, Simmons Construction is
a big deal around these parts.

- I didn't tell you
what my last name was.

Busted.

I already knew who you were.

I used to see you
on the courts last year

and I wanted to say hi then, but
you know, unwritten school code,

captain of the ball team
shouldn't be seen talking

to some quiet girl
from the grade below.

- You're talking to me now.

- I'm not at school now.

Lucy?

- Skye! It was just a kiss.

- No, you and Aaron,
it's just, ugh!

I mean, it's just too weird.

I think... I think it would
ruin our friendship.

- Ruin it more than you
ditching me to go to college?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry,
that... that wasn't fair.

But hey, if you don't want me
to kiss Aaron

at parties anymore, I won't.

- Thank you. Friends?
- Always.

- Okay, good, 'cause
I kissed someone, too.

- What?!
- I know! I kissed Jake Dawson!

- Oh, my God!

- Honey.

Honey.

I heard something.

- Hi, I'm Skye.
I'm here to pick up Jake.

- Really?
When I was growing up,

it was usually the guys who came
and picked up the girls.

- Yeah. Progress, right?

- Hey, Jake!
Some girl here for you.

That's your car?
- Yeah, it's definitely

way too new and nice
for a first car,

but my dad insisted.

Said it had all the best safety
features or something.

- Generous dad, huh?
- Yeah, yeah. He's a good guy.

When he's around.

He just won some
new construction project
on the edge of town,

and I'll probably not see him
very much for the next year.

- Wait, wait, Simmons?
Your dad's Charles Simmons?

Yeah! Do you know him?

- Yeah, but uh, I doubt high and
mighty Simmons knows about me.

About time. Next time be ready
to greet your visitors.

- Don't mind him. He disapproves
of all my friends.

Says I should only focus
on basketball and my future.

- Gotcha.

- So, where are we going?

See a movie?
Get something to eat?

- Oh my gosh!
What are you doing?

- I'm trying to get
your attention.

I called and texted you
like 20 times last night.

- I was with Jake.
- That I figured.

This was supposed to be
our best year ever,

and I've barely seen you
the last couple weeks.

- You're the one who said
we were supposed

to go to more parties
and meet boys.

- Yeah, meet boys.
Not make boyfriends!

And how long do you think
this is gonna last anyway?

You're supposed to go
to college soon!

Long distance
relationships never work.

- Okay, I'll figure
something out.

I mean, Jake and I have been
talking about applying

to some of the same schools.

- It's that serious
between you guys?

- Maybe? I don't know,
this is all still new to me.

Look, I'm really sorry
I didn't text you back

and I'll make more time
for you from now on, I promise.

- Best friends shouldn't have
to make time for each other.

- This is amazing.
- Yeah.

Oh, don't tell Lucy I brought
you here, though.

We discovered this place
a few years ago

when we were riding our bikes

and we made this promise that
we'd never tell anyone.

- Then why are you telling me?

- Because I like you.

And I trust you.

But the reservations
were all already made.

I don't care
about your reservations
or your friends.

I'm tired! Do you
understand that?

Tracey, relax...

I'm tired
of all your whining! Go!

Go on your own!
I don't care!

- Looks quite the project.

- Yeah.

- I've got a house viewing
over in Langsett.

I saw you standing here.
I thought I'd come over, say hi.

- And see when the houses
here will be built?

- Oh, I admit,
a few potential buyers

are holding back until they see
your plans and schedules.

But hey, all's fair in love
and real estate, right?

- Always. How you doing, Tracey?

- Well, you know, surviving.

- How's Lucy doing?
I haven't seen her around
the house lately.

- Oh, um, probably thinks
three's a crowd.

You know, Skye and that graduate
she's been dating for weeks.

Jack, or Jake, or someone?

Skye hasn't told you?

- So, you really think during
your senior year,

with everything
that is riding on it,

you have time for a boyfriend?

And why hide him from me?

What is wrong with this Jake?

- Obviously, he's a violent
axe murderer, Mom!

- I could do
without the sarcasm,
thank you very much.

What does an older guy
like that want with you?

- Do you think I'm not pretty
enough for him?

- Honey, you know that is not
what I'm saying.

- Because maybe,
if you let me wear makeup,

or the clothes I wanted,
then guys would actually
be interested in asking me.

- Honey, you okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

I just got riled up.

- Was it something you ate?
- No, no, I'm fine.

- Have you been sick
longer than today?

- No, I just got riled up!

- Okay.

- I'm gonna go to bed.

Well...

- I don't understand.
If you've been taking
your birth control properly,

then what's the problem?

- I've been dizzy every morning
and have no energy.

That's, that's not normal.

- No, it's not.

- We are so lucky to live
in a place like this.

This would be a great town
to raise a kid in.

- Let's hope it doesn't
come to that.

- All right, you ready?

- It's done?

- Yeah.

- No, I don't think
I can look at it.

- You said you were careful.
- I was! I'm on the pill.

- Then how'd this happen?

I'm sorry.

Does anyone else know?

- Only Lucy.

- Keep it that way, at least
until you're certain.

I need to go.

- Okay, well, wait, hold on!
I mean...

- Went that badly, huh?
- Uh-huh.

- You shouldn't have
come to school.

- I had to.

My parents already think that
something's wrong.

I don't know what to do. I...

I can't do this on my own.

- You won't have to.

I took a test
this morning, and...

- No!

No, no, no, you can't be!

I mean, you're not even
seeing anyone.

- Please don't be mad.

We only kept it a secret
so that you wouldn't get upset.

- Aaron?!

No!

No! Ugh! He's my brother!

And you, you promised
you'd stay away.

- That was before
you started seeing Jake.

It has been so rough with my mom

the last few weeks
and you weren't there.

Aaron was.

- Please don't tell me
you did this on purpose!

- Of course not!

But now that I am,

now that we both are,

by some miracle,
I couldn't be happier.

- No one else is going to be!

Everybody's gonna think
that we planned this.

- Then we'll tell them
the truth.

Aaron, our parents, everyone.

Hey, it's gonna be okay.

- Did she plan it?
- Get out of my room!

- Did Lucy get pregnant
on purpose?

You two tell
each other everything.
She must've told you!

- She didn't tell me you two
were dating behind my back.

- Was she even really
on birth control?

Is she planning
on keeping the baby?

Tell me what you know!

- Back off, okay!
I have got my own problems!

- Oh, like what? Winning some
cheerleading trophy?

How could you be
so careless? So nalïve?

God, I've talked
to you about boys,

and physical relationships,
the dangers.

Why did you stop taking
the birth control?

- I didn't!

I mean, I've been reading
that different meds,

or food, or drink
can reduce the effectiveness.

- Maybe. Maybe I would
believe that

if lightning had struck once.

But not twice.
Not so close together.

- Lucy told me
she was on the pill.

- Mom, I swear,
I didn't plan this.

I... Why would I?

- To make a point.

You both have railed
against us for months.

I mean, years.

Said we're too demanding,

too controlling compared
to your friends' parents.

Maybe this is payback.

You wanting to prove
you're adults,

able to make your own
life decisions.

- The last thing I want
is some kid.

I wanna travel, be free.

- I had my whole life
in front of me.

I mean, I wanted to go
to college, and now I don't...

I don't know what to do.

- Hey, hey, it's gonna be okay.

We'll get through this together.

This might
feel cold.

Everything looks normal.

Now for the special part. It's
time for you to take a look.

- No.

I just... I mean, um...

I think I'm okay
not looking for now.

Do you wanna tell me
what that was about?

- The less I see or know
about the baby, the better.

I... I wanna have it...

But I'm not so sure
if I wanna raise it.

- Oh.

Does Jake feel the same?

- I haven't told him yet.

But I mean, you and Dad
will be happy, right?

I mean, there'll be a delay,

but I'll still be able
to go to college.

- If that's still
what you want now.

Becoming a parent, it's...

It's tough. It's a huge
challenge and responsibility.

But the best days of my life are
when you and Aaron were born.

And watching you grow up.

Just promise me
you're not gonna rush

into any final decision, okay?

- Okay, okay.

- Hey!

- Hi.

- I couldn't resist.

Here! I got one for both of us.

Well, both of them, I mean.

- I'd kinda like to keep my news
quiet for a while.

- Oh, okay. I understand.

- Thanks.

- I won't tell anyone
my news, either.

But it's still cute
though, right?

- Yeah, it's cute.

- Hey, how's it going?
Charles Simmons.

- Suppose you better come in.

Wipe your feet.

- Wipe your feet.

I guess
I'll start. Um...

Once the baby's born,

I'm considering
putting it up for adoption.

- Wait, what?
We didn't discuss that.

- I didn't think you'd care.

You didn't even come
to the sonogram appointment.

- I was shocked, upset,
when you told me,

but now, I've had time to think.

It's my baby, too.

I feel responsible toward it,
like I should.

- No, no, no, quiet, okay.
Now listen, she's right.

Adoption is the best
way out of this mess.

Meanwhile, you need to focus
on your basketball.

- If I get into college,
get a pro contract,

I'd make more than enough
to support a kid.

- And until then, what, huh?

What? Let us pay for everything?
Raise it for you?

- We'd pay our share.
Give our support, too.

- We would.
- That's funny.

I don't think I asked
for your charity.

- Carl! You'll have
to forgive my husband.

Money's a sore topic.
- Kathy, please.

- We're really sorry
to hear that.

What do you do?

- He's an architect. A good one.

- Yeah, that's where
I recognize you from!

You designed the Far Water
Mall years back, right?

And you had a bid in for the
Price Hill development?

- Like you don't know. You know,
thought we were a shoe-in

until Mayor Adams chose your
company at the last second.

- That was a thorough
and fair process.

- Yeah, sure, sure it was. Yeah.

You know, rumor is, you and the
mayor, you're hand in glove.

Even go play golf together.

- If you've got something
to say, why don't you say it?

- Okay. Why don't we focus
on why we're here?

Yeah?

Skye's due date is somewhere
early to mid-May,

so we have a lot to talk about.

- At least this'll be friendlier
than the summit

with Jake Dawson's parents.

- Let's start. I have
two house viewings

on the opposite side of town.

- We can't begin without Skye.

This affects her, too.

I've been putting
a lot of thought

into this whole situation.

And the fact is...

There isn't enough room
at Mom's house.

So, what if maybe, possibly,

me and the baby
could come live here instead?

Well, why not?

The baby could have
its own nursery

and Skye and I can help
each other, all under one roof.

- I'd be okay with that.
- Well, I wouldn't be.

This isn't about what's best for
the baby you're carrying, is it?

It's about what's best for you.
- What?

- Yeah, you've always wanted
to be a part of this family,

and this is your big chance.
You figured all this out.

Haven't you? All of you.
- No, hold on!

This is the first we've heard
about it, Tracey.

- Lucy already has a home, okay?

Granted, it's not as big
and fancy as this place,

but still, she has a home.

- No one is disputing
that, Tracey.

- Just because I haven't had
the same success you've had?

I don't enjoy
the same luxuries you do.

It doesn't make me
any less of a parent.

- We know that, and if
we've offended you

in any way, I apologize.

- So, what's the endgame here,
huh? You're gonna freeze me out?

Embarrassing, sick grandparent
and I only get to see the baby

on holidays, birthdays?

If I behave? If I've taken
my medication?

- Nobody is saying that.
- I've heard enough.

Come on. We're leaving.

- So, have your parents
said anything more about me

moving in with you guys?
- I mean, not to me,

but I wouldn't get
your hopes up.

It's kind of a big ask.

- You say it like
I'd be a burden.

Could you at least try
and persuade them?

Skye? You okay?

Skye?

Skye! What's wrong?

Are you okay?

Just breathe. Breathe.

- Guess I was so nervous
about the baby.

Still so tiny and vulnerable.

- It would be better
if everyone knew.

Better yet, if we quit.

- I told you, I want to stay.

- You mean, your parents
want you to stay?

- No, if I stay,
then I can finish classes

and maybe even some exams early,
if I'm lucky.

- Why bother?
You're gonna be too busy

with the baby to go to college.

- I'd just like to keep
my options open.

- Jake, what're you doing
back here?

- Checking if Skye wasn't home.

- Why?

- Came to talk to you
and Mr. Simmons.

I've already graduated,
I can start college this term,

catch up, then be
in a better position

to support Skye and the baby.

- I thought you didn't have
enough money for college?

- I don't, which is
where you come in.

You could loan me the money,

then I pay you back when
I graduate and get a contract.

- If you get a contract.

I'm sorry, Jake, I don't think
that this is gonna work.

- Why not?
- Because it isn't feasible.

And what I've seen of your
father, he'd never approve.

- Plus, it might put undue
stress and pressure on Skye.

- She wouldn't have to know,
or my parents.

- I'm sorry.
The answer's still no.

- You know, I thought at least
you'd consider my idea.

After all, you kind of owe me.
- Excuse us?

- If my dad had got work
on that new project,

the one the mayor
helped you get,

he'd have paid for my college.

- Don't believe everything
your father tells you.

Now, I think it's time you left.

- I'm only trying to do
the right thing.

- It's exactly what
I didn't want to happen.

Why did Jake have
to tell everyone?

- It wasn't Jake.

It was me.

- What?

- They're gonna notice when we
start getting bigger anyway.

That's if we decide to stay.

- I have told you so many times,
I wanna stay in classes!

- Even with everyone staring
at you? Playing pranks?

- And whose...

And whose fault is that?

You had no right to broadcast
my news to everyone like that.

- All right, girls, let's go!
Get on the field!

Ladies, can you hold back
for me, please?

- I'm sorry, Coach, we'll be
ready in just a minute.

That won't be necessary.

I'm sorry, girls,
but the team has expressed

concern about working with you.

They're afraid the somersaults
and the lifts

are gonna endanger you
in your current condition.

And I have reservations
about you being on the pyramid.

- But I'm the captain!

- Your safety is also
my priority.

Now, Brooke has volunteered
to step up in your absence.

If you still want to be part
of the team,

I need help with admin,
maintaining uniforms.

I'm sorry, ladies.

- See? They don't want us here.

The sooner you realize that,
the better.

Hey.
- Hey.

- Me too.

Come on. Let's go find
somewhere better to eat.

- What are you doing here?

- My dad sent me out
for groceries.

Should've gone and coached
the school team after,

but they called, said I'm
no longer welcome in school.

- Um, I'm not the one
who told everyone.

- I don't care,
as long as it made you
reach the right decision.

- Why don't you come inside,

and we can talk
about this some more?

- I don't think
that's a good idea.

Just watch your back at school.

- And by the second trimester,

you should begin
to see some more significant
changes to your body.

Back aches, larger breasts,

and your stomach
beginning to expand

as the fetus begins
to grow more.

But don't worry, there is
plenty of room in there.

The uterus can expand
up to 20 times its normal size.

- Hey, Mom.

I see you're drinking again.

- Would you just?
I'm taking five minutes

to myself before
I get back to work.

Because of that.

We need all the commission
I can get now.

- Mom, you're really tired.

Can you please just take
the rest of the day off?

- I wish I could.

- Wow, getting bigger.

- Mm-hmm. Ooh.

- You hurting?

- No, no, I'm just...
Kinda feels weird.

- Well, I'll let you
get some rest.

I just came
to give you these.

It explains the adoption process
and your role in it.

- My role?
- Yeah.

You get a say in who the baby's
parents will be.

Make sure it gets into a warm
and loving home.

- I'm not sure I can do that.

I don't know the first thing
about being a good parent.

- I know it's a lot
to think about.

I'll just leave these here
in case you change your mind.

- Can I feel?

- Yeah.

It's that.

- That's just the baby moving.

Oh.

Oh, it feels so weird.

- That was my favorite part
about being pregnant.

Oh, sorry. It might...

- It might be work. I know.

- What is it?

- Simmons Construction
are crooks.

You bribed the mayor.

You're gonna lose everything.

Wow, someone has
an active imagination.

- And a really big problem
with us.

Skye's been getting
anonymous abuse, too.

- It's just trolls.

Lonely losers with
nothing better to do.

They'll get bored soon.

- And if they don't?

- Sticks and stones.

- Oh, my God.

- What a mess.

- Mayor Adams. Should've seen it
a couple hours ago.

- Any idea who's behind it?

- Well, if I had, I'd have
already called the cops.

- Pity. I'd hoped you could
provide a name.

Help the both of us.

- Owen, what's going on?

I shouldn't even be
talking to you right now,

but I wanted to give you
a heads up.

The city council
has received a complaint

about your winning
the Price Hill development

and my awarding of it.

- A complaint? Who?

- It was made anonymously,

but relates to allegations
of collusion, bribery.

- Just like in the messages.

That's ridiculous.
We are innocent.

- I know that, you know that,

but there's a process
that has to be followed

in these sorts of situations.

Until the investigations
conclude,

I'm afraid the development
has been put on hold.

- We've already
signed contracts!

We've bought new equipment
and supplies.

We will lose a fortune every day
this project is delayed!

- I understand, but I'm sorry.

- Well, we can cover
overhead and wages

maybe into next month, but...

If an inquiry drags on...

- Say it.

- We might not just lose
the business,

we might lose the house.

- Clock's ticking.
R.I.P. Simmons Construction.

- Who is doing this to us?

- I don't know.

But I do know the abuse started
after Skye become pregnant

and after we refused to pay
someone's college fund.

You're pretty good.

- Mrs. Simmons. How's Skye?

- She's okay,
under the circumstances.

She's been getting
abuse at school, and last night,

our home was attacked.

- Really? You know who it was?

- I have some ideas.

You and Skye, you met
at some party, right?

- Brooke Edwards.

- And you saw her and what,

it was love at first sight?

- I liked her straight away,
if that's what you mean?

- I just find it odd
that your father doesn't
get the contract

that Skye's father does,

and next thing you know,
you and Skye hook up.

- Okay, the truth is my dad was
badmouthing you and Mr. Simmons.

I remembered Skye from school,

so at the party,
I went over to talk to her,

to see if she and your family
were as self-entitled

as my dad said you were.

- And?

- I told you, I liked her
straight away.

- I know that you see Skye
as a young woman,

but I still see her
as my little girl.

I will do anything
to protect her.

- Make sure you get my bump
just right.

- Okay.
- Ugh, gross!

- Wow! Abuse to our faces.

I guess that's an improvement
from troll messaging.

- I don't know what
you're talking about.

You must really
think we're dumb.

- The whole school
thinks you're dumb.

They just have to take one look
at your pregnant bellies.

- Apologize for that!
- Let go of me!

- Lucy, don't!
- Why do you think you can just

talk to us that way?
- Stop it!

You're just making things worse.

- Apologize, now!

Skye!

Come in.

I thought you were banned
from school?

- Some of the guys on the team
called. Told me what happened.

I had to check
that you were okay.

- Oh, I just got really
light-headed.

- I bought you these.

Vitamins, supplements.

The lady at the store
said they help the baby grow
and develop properly.

- Oh. I'm already taking these.

But um... thanks. Thank you.

- What were Lucy and Brooke
fighting about, anyway?

- Oh, all the online abuse.

Being pregnant can really
bring out the internet trolls.

I know I could just change my
number, delete my accounts,

but I'm gonna miss being in
contact with people.

- Any idea who's sending
all this?

- I'm pretty sure it's Brooke,
but I can't prove it.

Great, yeah, okay,
I'm glad you saw that one.

- No, you don't understand.
This is how we catch her.

All phone photos
contain metadata:

time, location they were taken.
Forward it to me.

I might be able to confirm
Brooke's your troll.

- Really?

Thank you.

- I better go before
I get spotted.

- Oh, Jake.

Putting the baby up
for adoption...

...you know I'm doing
the right thing, right?

- Hello?

You're going
to lose everything.

- Who are you? What do you want?

You'll find
out when the time's right.

- And meanwhile, what?

You'll keep hiding like
a coward? You're pathetic.

You know
nothing about me.

But I know all about you,
your family.

- Uh, that's,
that's really concerning

because Charles and I,
we've done some things

- that we're not proud of.
- Go on.

- You don't know?
I was just trying to see

what exactly it is
you have on us.

Again,
you'll get to know in time.

Oh, and Diane?

Nice try, but you walked
past me 10 seconds ago.

- Being captain of the team's
not enough for you?

- Excuse me?

- I can handle the online abuse,

but, I mean, ruining my artwork?

That was something
I worked really hard on,

and it was important to me.

- I don't know what
you're talking about.

- Brooke, you know what?

You can bully or taunt me
all you want,

but I'm not going to give up.

If you really wanna ruin my art?

You know what, fine,
I'll just draw another.

And if you wanna ruin that,
I'll draw another and another.

One thing I won't do
is give into you.

- If you weren't pregnant,

there's no way I would let you
make those accusations

or speak to me like that.

Ugh!

- What was that?

- Standing up for myself.

Felt kinda good.
- Yes!

- And you couldn't recognize
the voice?

- They were altering it, using
some sort of distortion filter.

- So, you couldn't tell
if it was a man or a woman,
or how old they were?

- No.

- Just be on your guard.
Look out for anyone suspicious.

- That's it? That's all
you're gonna say?

- What else can I say?

I don't know if you've noticed,

but we are practically broke.

I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

Everything's gonna go back
to normal after the inquiry,

once we're cleared.

- Yeah, if we survive
until then.

Sent to the company e-mail,

"Charles Simmons is as crooked
as his badly built houses."

Where's your boy?

- Excuse me?

- The messaging,
attacking my house,

stalking my family.
It's Jake.

- Are you crazy?
Get off my property.

- No, I'm not.
- Dad?

- No, Jake, go back inside, man.

- Hey, if he's got
nothin' to hide,

then let him step out here
and let's just talk.

- Let me explain
something to you.

My son has nothing to do
with that smear campaign,

you understand
me? And neither do I!

I'm gonna tell you something,
if I met the person who did,

I'd shake their hand.

Shake his hand.

Stop it!

- We have nothing to hide.

We can show you
our phone records, computers,

anything you like.
- That's not necessary.

I am so sorry about all of this.

With everything that's
happening, I guess it's just...

It's taken its toll on him.

- Just keep him away
from our family, okay?

The next time, I promise you,
he'll regret it.

- What are you doing here?
You can't be here.

- Your troll's number
and when and where they
posted abuse to you.

- My dad thinks you're the one
trashing our family.

- I know. I've been trying
to find the source

of your parents' anonymous
abuse, but it's proven tricky.

Your troll, on the other hand.

- This can't be right.

- You recognize the number?
Whose is it?

- Hey!

- I thought I'd check on you.

You haven't been
to school in days.

- Yeah, I'm just really tired.

Wanna come inside?
- Yeah.

- I heard about your dad.

If you need any advice
on quick to anger,

temperamental parents...

- What about
temperamental friends?

Lucy, I know it's been you.

You're the one sending
all the anonymous abuse.

- What? You must be joking.

- Jake's great with tech stuff.

He helped set up the school's
entire IT Department

before he was banned.

We found it was all coming from
your number and this location.

- Then he made a mistake!

- Really?

Okay, let's test it.

How could you?

- I just thought your parents
were putting pressure on you

to stay in school,
so I wanted to help you quit!

- I told you so many times
that I didn't wanna quit!

And you never listened!

And my locker, and my art.

The painting I was making
was you.

- Skye...
- You ruined it!

You've been the one
abusing my parents, too?

- No, that wasn't me, I swear.

I only ever sent you
the messages.

But I stopped after I saw
how you stood up to Brooke.

I realized how wrong it was.

- And that makes
everything better?

- No, of course, it doesn't.

But you have to realize,

I was just doing
what I thought was right.

Skye, this, none of this,
has to affect us.

We can still be friends!

We can still be moms together!
- That's never going to happen.

I'm never going to be a mom.

- I don't understand.
Why are you saying that?

- I'm putting my baby up
for adoption.

- No, you're not.

You're only saying that
to get back at me.

- I made the decision
months ago.

- Why didn't you tell me?

- Because I knew how
you were going to react!

You had all these crazy ideas

about us being moms
and living together.

- And we still can!
And if I can convince my mom

to let me come live with you
guys then it'll be amazing!

- Lucy!

I have made my decision.

And it's what's best for me,

and for Jake,
and for the baby.

- What about me? Don't I count?

After everything
I've done for you?

- I have to go.
- You can't just leave!

After all my planning,
after everything!

- What do you mean, planning?

- I just meant
all my support is all.

With the baby and the classes.

- When my mom
found out about us,

she accused of planning.

That we'd gotten pregnant
together on purpose,

but I mean, I told her
she was crazy!

- You know what?
I'm really tired.

I think you should just go.

- And that stupid promise
you made us make!

I mean you didn't...

You didn't do anything
that made me get pregnant...

Right?

- I think that's all on Jake.

- You didn't mess with
my birth control, did you?

- Skye, please!
I'm your best friend!

We've known each other
our entire lives!

- Right.

Yeah, so I'll be able to tell
if you're lying to me, or not.

Lucy. Lucy!

Are you the reason I'm pregnant?

- I just didn't want
to be alone.

You were going off to college

and spending so
much time with Jake!

I just wanted us
to stay together!

My mom never throws away her
old medications or pills.

Not even her birth control.

So I went over to visit Aaron,
snuck away to your room...

I knew the expired pills

wouldn't protect you
against pregnancy.

I wish I could say
it was for you.

But the truth is...

...it was just all about me.

Yep.

Yeah, it was.

The baby's
developing just fine,

however it is positioned
a little too low for my liking.

- Well, is it okay? Is there
something I should do?

- Relax. Now, and for the
remainder of your pregnancy,

it's important that you keep a
close eye on your insulin levels

so that we can avoid
the risk of preterm labor.

- Okay. My doctor's
adjusted them.

- That's good. And don't worry,
you're doing great.

You and your support.

- Hey, I'm telling you,
it's a boy. Definitely a boy.

- Please, you said the same
thing about Skye.

- And Aaron. 50% success rate,
thank you very much.

- Okay, Nostradamus.

Why don't you go down and see
what we can get for dinner?

Here, let me help ya.

- No, Mom, you're fussing.
I'm fine, I'm fine.

- I will fuss if I wanna fuss.

The hospital said
that you need to be rested,

and you can't rest
if you're not comfortable.

- Thank you.

- Is there anything else
I can get you?

- No.

- So, thanks for coming by.
I will be in touch!

- Okay, thank you.
- Great! Bye!

Hey.
- Hey, Mom!

Are you gonna be near a store
on your way home?

The baby's craving
chocolate milk today.

- I'm in between viewings.
Already late for my next.

- What about after?

-I'll pick something up
on the way home,

but that's not gonna be until--

- Mom?

- Uh, I've gotta go.
Uh... bye.

- Hey lady, you hit me!

- Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.
Are you okay?

- I'm fine, but you hit me!

- I don't know
how this happened.

- You were on your phone.
- No, I wasn't!

- Yes, you were, I saw you!
- No, I wasn't on my phone.

- Let's let the cops
figure it out.

- No, absolutely not! No, no!
I can call insurance!

You don't need to call the cops!

- Gimme my phone back!
- No! This is a tap.

There's nothing wrong
with your car.

- Mom! Where have you been?

I've been worried sick
about you!

- Um... the police kept me
for hours.

- The police?

- I was in my car,
and I reversed back,

and I tapped another guy.

Got into a fight
so he called the cops.

Did a blood alcohol test
and they charged me with a DUI.

My license is gonna be revoked,
I'm gonna lose my job.

I might be facing jail.

- Mom!

For all the times
I've told you to stop drinking

in the middle of the day!

- Don't talk to me
like you're perfect,

like you're innocent.
This is your fault!

My whole life is your fault,
ever since you were born!

I'm so sorry.
I didn't mean to say that.

- Stay away from me!
My baby and I will be
better off without you.

- There they are.
The ones who'll decide

if we have a home and a business
by the end of the day.

- You've done nothing wrong.

We've got nothing to hide.

- I know. So, why do I feel
so damn nervous?

- It's Skye. I've gotta go.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- Ugh, I feel like a planet!

I feel like a big,
huge planet Jupiter.

- I remember that feeling.

Oh, I'm so sorry I texted you

during the hearing.
I didn't mean to distract.

- No, hey, nothing is
more important to us
than you and Aaron.

- Thanks.
- And...

Whether we lose
the business or not,

no matter what happens,

we're gonna make more time
for you and Aaron.

- You want me to keep
the baby, don't you?

- I want you to be happy.

Which is why,
if you do go to college,

I think you should study art.

- Really?

What made you change
your mind?

- You did.

Anyone home?

- We're in Skye's room.

- He's back already?

- Whatever happens, we'll...

We'll get through it together.

- We've been cleared.

They found no evidence of
bribery, collusion, anything!

We're good! We are back on!

Oh, baby!

- Wait, wait!
Come here, include me!

Don't forget about Jupiter!

- Jupiter, is that
what we're calling it now?

- Mm-hmm.
- Is it Jupiter? I love Jupiter.

All right, broccoli.

Hey, leave some
for the rest of us!

- It's not for me,
it's for the baby.

- Now that the inquiry's over

and the development's
back on track,

there'll be more work than ever.

But if you'd sooner work
for someone else--

- No, no, no.
You pay me pretty well.

Besides, I kinda like working
for my old man.

- All right, I like
the sound of that.

- Sorry for the mess?

- You guys okay?

Stay here with Skye.

- Are you cut? Are you hurt?
- I'm fine. No, I'm fine.

Don't bother
searching for me.

I'm already gone.

- This is insane.

We've been proven innocent,
it's over.

I'll decide
when it's over, not you.

- Who are you? What do you want?

Compensation. What I'm owed.

- Which is?

You'll know
soon enough.

- Who was it?

Did you make it?

I just got to school.

Okay. Well, be
careful.

- Yes, yes, I'll be careful,
I promise.

- Alright, let me know if you
need anything. I love you.

- All right, love you, too. Bye.

Come on.

Give me any sort of kick?

I'll eat a chip if you do.

Ah! Oh.

Okay, good job.
You've earned this one.

Lucy!

Lucy?

Maybe we're just early.

It's really so beautiful
out here.

I'm really sorry
you can't see it.

I'm sorry I won't be able to be
there to show it to you.

I really do want what's best for
you. You understand that, right?

Hi. Hey, was that a yes or a no?

Lucy? Lucy, it's all right.

I'm not mad at you.

Lucy?

Ow!

What?

What did you...

What did you do?

Hi, it's Skye!

Sorry I can't get
to the phone right now,

but leave a message and
I'll get back to you.

- Skye, it's Mom again.

I don't know why
you're not calling me back

and why you're so late
getting home,

but please, please, call me
as soon as you get this.

Something's wrong.

She's in trouble. I know it.

- Let's just stay calm.

She's just out a little late,
that's all.

- Oh, no, no,
with all these threats

and if she knew she was
gonna be out late

she would've taken
her extra meds.

- I'll check with Lucy,

whether she wants
to talk to me, or not.

- Okay, and I'll check
with her friends, um,

the girls from the squad.
And Jake.

- Wait, and his crazy dad?

Then I'm coming with you.

- No, I need you to stay here.

If she comes home
and she needs help quick,
you'll be here.

Okay. Uh, extra meds
are in the cabinet.

- Hello?

Hello?

Who's there?

Answer me! Who's there?

Lucy?

- Charles, what are you
doing here?

- Well, it's Lucy
I wanna talk to.

Skye didn't come home
from school today

and she's not answering
her phone,

and in her current condition,

I'm a little concerned.

- I've spoken with Lucy.

She's assured me she'll never
contact Skye again.

- And that's good to know.

Still, I would like to talk
to Lucy myself.

- Of course. Right away.

Why don't you come in and wait?

- Thank you.

- Jake, hey.
Have you seen Skye today?

Spoken to her at all?

No. Is Skye okay?

- Charles, did you find her?
- I'm at Lucy's house.

She's not here. Only Tracey,
who promised to call her.

- And?

- I don't know,
she asked for privacy,

she went into the bedroom, and
she just hasn't come out since.

She just... I don't know,
she's on edge.

She seems all out of sorts
and that's not all.

I think she's planning
on leaving town.

- Leaving, to go where?

- I don't know,
it just seems...

What did you.. What?

- Charles? Charles?

- Charles can't talk now,
Diane.

It's his fault for turning up
before I was ready.

Had to finish packing.

- Tracey, what have you done?

- Nothing that can't be fixed.
As long as you do what I say.

I am gonna forward you details
to a bank account.

Wire $500,000 to it
in the next hour

and I'll tell you where
I'm keeping Skye.

- Tracey, have you
lost your mind?

- On the contrary.

I am thinking more clearly

than I ever have.

- How dare you!

Where is Skye?

- As soon as you transfer
the money,

I will tell you where Lucy
and Skye are.

Any delay, any hint
of police involvement,

the deal's off.

- No, wait, wait, Tracey! Just
wait, just listen, please.

Please listen.

Skye, she's diabetic, okay?

If she doesn't have access
to her medication, she...

She could die, okay?
Just please.

- Then you'll hurry. Won't you?

- It's no use. I don't think
anyone can hear us down here.

- But at least we can talk.

It's my mom.

She's sick!

And she's in trouble.

She thinks that
she can get out of it

if she blackmails your family.

I'm so sorry.

I never meant for you
to get hurt.

I was just so desperate
to keep you in my life.

I've ruined yours.

- I don't know
if I can forgive you.

But I think I get
why you did it.

I know how lonely
you must have been feeling.

- Thank you.

Are you okay?

- My blood sugar's already
really low and...

I need my meds or...

I don't know if I can make it.

Hey, hey, hey! He's out.

But his vitals are solid.

He's gonna be okay.

- Is there anyone else
in the house?

- No!
- Are you sure?

Did you check the attic
and the basement?

- We checked. He was
the only one inside.

If you'd like to accompany him
to the hospital.

- Yeah, I'm just gonna get
my purse.

- Okay.

- Let's get him up.
- You're leaving?

- I've gotta wire
that money to Tracey.

- You can't trust her
to keep her word.

You have to tell the police.
- No, we cannot take that risk.

Our only hope of finding Skye
before it's too late

is to give Tracey
exactly what she wants.

- No! There's another way.

Most phones contain time
and location data.

Tracey's been smart enough
to turn off the tracking

function on her phone
and Skye's and Lucy's,

but she did that
after taking them to where
they're being held.

And if I can triangulate
that location using cell towers,

data records...
- We might be able to find them.

It's her.

I haven't received
the money yet.

- Tracey, please be reasonable.

It's hard to arrange
to send that amount of money

at short notice.

Do you think
I'm stupid?

I worked in real estate.

Those amounts go through
instantly every day.

- I'm close! Keep her talking!

- And, uh, the encrypted
messages,

the unknown numbers,

did you learn those tricks
on the job?

Kind of.

It's amazing how anonymous,

eleventh-hour bids can motivate
a potential buyer

to sign contracts,
pay a little extra.

That's smart.
Really clever.

But what is the plan now,
Tracey?

You gonna what, flee to Mexico?

What about seeing Lucy again?

What about your grandchild?

- You're stalling.
- No.

Just like you did
that time in the street.

No, listen to me.
We can, we can talk this out.

We can figure something out.
Okay, please let's just...

You have 30 minutes,

or else you'll never see
your daughter again.

- No... no,
please don't hang up!

Jake, talk to me!

- Hold on.

Got it! Skye's phone
was last switched on at 6:05 PM

somewhere in North Longdale.
- Suburbs.

God, they could be in any number
of a thousand houses.

Wait, Tracey's a realtor.

She would have keys,
access to dozens of houses.

Do a search for properties
in that area.

Any houses that are
currently for sale.

- On it!

Skye! Please!

Please! I can't lose you, Skye!

Tell me what you need, please!
I'll do anything!

- The baby.

Lucy, please,
if it comes to it, please,

tell them to save the baby.

- Skye, please, it's not gonna
come to that!

- Just please promise me
they'll save the baby.

Promise.

- I'm gonna save us!

- Promise me.

Promise me.

I promise.

Best friends promise.

This has to be
the place.

- Skye? You here?
- Skye?

Lucy?

- Diane!
- That's Lucy!

Lucy?

- Diane! We're down here!
Hurry!

Hurry!
- Hey, are you okay?

- It's Skye! She needs help!
She isn't moving!

- Oh, God.

Stay with me.

Okay, stay with me, Skye.

Just stay with me, okay?

Stay with me, baby.

- Did it work?
Are they gonna be okay?

- We need to get her
to the hospital, now!

My baby, hey, wake up, wake up.

You're gonna be okay.
You're gonna be okay.

- You got her?
- Watch her head.

Come on.

It's Tracey. She must have been
close by the house watching.

- We can take her.
- No! She has a gun!

- Okay, we hide.

When she goes down
to the basement,

we make a run for the car.

- I know you're in here, Diane.

Now you're gonna have
to wire the money

with a gun to your head.

You wanna save yourself?

Save Skye?

You have five seconds
to show yourself.

One...

Two...

- Did she go downstairs?

- Do you think she heard that?
- Three...

- I don't know.

- Four...

Five!

- Wait. Wait, Tracey.

Please, wait.

- Why? What else
do I have to lose?

- Me.

And your grandchild.

- Move out of the way.

- If you stop now,
if you don't hurt anyone else,

then there's still a chance.

A chance we can be a family.

- You've always preferred
Skye's family.

I'm an embarrassment to you.

You don't care about me.

You don't need me.

So, I don't need you.

- Then you'll have no problem
pulling the trigger.

- I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Please forgive me.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- How you feeling?

- Pretty shaky.

- The doctor said
it was a close call,

but you're gonna be fine.

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

I can't feel the baby.
- Hey, it's okay.

Listen, you had to have
an emergency Cesarian,

but everything's fine.

- Can I see it?

Hi!

Hi.

Hi, beautiful.

I'm Skye.

And I'm your mom.

We've done residential.

Building sports complexes,

that's the next step for
Simmons Construction.

- No, no, no, no.
We keep building homes.

We stay with
what we're great at.

- What do I think?

I think I'll fire you both
unless you help me with lunch.

- Do you think Grandma's being
a little fussy?

Ha! Do you think she worries
too much?

- No.

- Honestly, I think
that was a yes.

- It was definitely not a yes.

Say, "I can't speak yet, Mom."

Yeah, but she's smart.

And we're gonna have so much fun
in college together, aren't we?

- We're back!
- Hey.

- Hey.
- Hi.

- How's your mom?
- She's doing well.

I think she's really getting
the help she needs.

She was so excited to meet baby
Emma for the first time.

- Look who it is.
Look who it is.

Look who it is, I told you
they'd be back soon.

- Aw, look how cute they are.

Do you think they'll be
friends for life?

- Yeah, I do.

Just like their moms.

Yeah.

- Here, do you want
to suck on your thumb?