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Don't tell me what to do.

You wanna take out your phone?

Take a little video?

You could show
all of your friends.

Wouldn't that be hilarious?

No, I don't, Billy.

Billy.

Third door, north and west side.

You know my name?

See, that's funny to me.

Copy that.

What do you usually call me?
Tell me!

Sam! Jules!

What do you call me?

South stairs.
We're headed up.

What do you call me?!

Hey.

Hey.

Can I see?

Uh...

Yeah. Sure.

Wow. It's amazing.

Kinda looks like a map
or something.

It kinda is, I guess.

Like, you know when...
You see those guys on TV

with these big screens
behind them,

and they have, like, that map
with a big snowflake on it?

See, what I think'd be
really cool,

is if we saw the people.

Like drawings of little people,
of course, but...

And they're like walking around

being, like,
where are my gloves?

Or, like where's my scarf?
Or, like where's my jacket?

Well, what's your map about?

I dunno.

My life... or something.

It sounds really stupid
when I say it out loud though.

Is that you?

You know, seriously, Billy,
it's really good.

Well, that's the thing about
art class, you know?

Like, when I'm there,
I just, I feel happy.

It's the only time
I really feel that way.

- I'll see you later, okay?
- Yeah, okay.

Hey, what's going on?

- Nothing.
- Nothing?

Yeah?

Sorry about the detour.

Sleeping beauty there
couldn't get up in time

to take the bus this morning.

No worries.

Teenagers and mornings
not a good fit.

Yeah, well,
teenagers and anything are not a good fit.

How's school going, Clark?

Clark!

What?

Mr. Parker's talking to you.

I'm listening to music.

Just tell him
how school's going.

Eddie, it's okay.

School's fine.

That's good.

Yeah. See you,
Mr. Parker.

It's good to see you, Clark.

Thanks for the ride, Dad.

That takes some patience, huh?

Yeah.
You have no idea.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm lucky, I guess.

Yo, K-Way.

Aw, come on, buddy,
don't be rude.

Scott, leave him alone.

Where you headed?

Uh, to the corner store.

Yeah? Nutritious lunch?
Cookies and chips?

- Stop it.
- Stop what?

What, you looking after
K-Way here?

Your little artist buddy?

Come on,

I was just giving him
some lunch money.

God, Scott.

What's your problem?

I don't have a problem.

- Hey, let her go.
- Excuse me?

I said let her go.

I heard what you said.

- So, then let her go.
- Guys, come on.

Or else?

There's no "or else."

Really?

Scott!

'Cause I kind of believe in
"or else."

Scott!

Don't talk to me,
"or else."

Or like, uh...

Stay out of my business,
"or else."

Hey! Get him!

Nice one.

I didn't think gay boys
could fight.

I'm not gay.

Yeah? Why are you
hitting yourself, huh?

Why are you hitting yourself?

Oh! Ouch!
That's gotta hurt.

- Tony?
- It's priceless.

Come on, smile, gay boy.

- Tony! Stop it!
- Smile!

Just say it,
all right? We all know it's true.

You're just a little piece
of garbage.

That's why you're eating
a little piece of garbage.

You're doing great, K-Way.
You're doing great.

Stop it!

He'll say it. He's gay.

- I'm not gay.
- Say it!!

I'm... I'm gay.

And I'm a piece of garbage.

And I'm, I'm a piece of garbage.

What a loser.

Scott.

Gimme that.

It's funny.

Full friends list.

K-Way eats garbage.

No.

Scott.
Sending...

Done.

Later K-Way.

Ella!

Trace!

Oh, it's you.

Shouldn't you be at school?

Gimme a beer.

What the hell are you doing?
Get me a beer!

Decent?

Yeah.

So?

So.

First day back.
You nervous?

Nah.

So, I heard...

I heard you took some time off.

Beaches and margaritas?

Yeah, a little R 'n R.

But I also went back
to the base.

Really?

Wow, I thought, uh...
Thought you and your dad...

When the general summons,
you don't say no.

What was that about?

Well, he pulled some strings

and he wants me back
in the military

where I can really
make a difference.

Nice.

What'd you say?

I said I can make
a difference here.

Good for you.

Yeah, well, he thought
he heard me wrong

'cause it didn't sound like
"yes, sir!"

Whew.

Anyways...

Dealing with my dad, that was...

That was the easy part.

What was the hard part?

When my mom asked
when she gets to meet you.

Each fall,
the weather changes. Obviously.

Cool winds
are being pushed south,

but the Atlantic Ocean
is still warm from the summer.

This makes for...
Can I help you?

If you're not in this class,

you'll have to wait
till the bell rings.

Will you please leave
my classroom?

Don't touch me, okay?

I have no intention
of touching you.

But you, sir,
are disrupting my class.

- Hey, buddy.
- Don't touch me!

I'm just trying to find
somebody.

- What's your problem?
- I don't have a problem!

You're not even in this class,
you loser, so get out of here.

Don't call me that!

Get down!

Get down!

Okay, last,
but certainly not least,

tomorrow,
big drill with Team Five.

And I, for one,
am firmly anticipating a Team One victory.

- Yeah!
- You got that right.

Which is why we're gonna spend
the rest of this afternoon

training in gear, with weapons,

in the six-storey building we're
gonna use for tomorrow's training.

Training for
a training exercise?

We play to win,
Mr. Scarlatti.

We play to win.

Team One, hot call!

We have an active shooter
at a high school.

Two injured.
First responders on their way.

Jules, you ready for this?

48 days in physio,

four hours a day at the gym,
double time on the range.

Yeah, I think I'm ready.

Let's go make a difference.

Okay, guys, three exits.

North, west,
cafeteria to the left.

We got cops on all three doors.

Principal's inside.
First room on the left.

Okay,
we are my first responders?

Following protocol, apparently.

Lockdown, intelligence.

How
many? Where are they at?

We got one gunman,
looks like a student.

Uh, two injuries,
that's all we know for now.

No further shots fired,
that's a good thing, right?

Depends.

- Hi. I'm Principal Chavali.
- Hello, ma'am.

I got the alert from room 312.

We used the teachers' intercom,
predetermined code word.

- Which is?
- Code red.

Sounds a little obvious, I know.

What happens with a code red?

It means we follow the drill,
but the teachers know it's the real deal

because it hasn't
been prearranged.

Lock the doors,
make sure any glass is covered,

close the blinds,

get the desks in a barricade
in the corner,

students behind the desks.

As far as
most of the students know,

this is still just a drill.

I mean, we do them
every few months.

But all these kids
have cell phones,

they're gonna be calling
and texting each other.

Who knows what they're saying,
what they know?

That's why we're gonna do this
quickly,

keep it calm.

You heard from Tony?

No, can't get through.

Whoa, out of the way, guys.

Out of the way.
Back it up.

Police, let 'em in.

SRU on the scene 1:37 p.m.

Two shots fired
at approximately 1:21 p.m.

Ma'am?

Ma'am where did the first
responders go?

The, uh, first officers
on the scene.

I don't know, they just went in.

We got one on each door,

two heading up
to the third floor.

Okay, Eddie.

SRU only.
We gotta control this. Okay?

Ma'am, you got any further idea
who we're dealing with here?

I mean,
with all the cell phones,

somebody must've seen something.

Yeah, male, caucasian, 15 to 17,

hoodie, medium height.

Definitely a Wellesley student,

possibly a sophomore,
but that wasn't confirmed.

Okay, so, um...
White kid in a hoodie.

Yeah, no, I know,

it sounds like half the kids
in my school.

This is Sergeant Greg Parker
with the SRU.

All first responders
within the school.

Everybody in.

Subject is caucasian, 15 to 17,

medium height, wearing a hoodie.

Do not engage.

Come back to
the principal's office,

which is considered
command post, ASAP.

Price, we gotta move.

Come on, everybody in.
Let's go.

Price, come on,
they want us at command post.

'Kay, lock that door.

50 minutes,
no further shots fired.

Good.

Okay, let's lockdown the exterior,
uniform on every door.

All the kids that are
already on the outside,

let's contain 'em
in the parking lot.

Yeah.

Sam and Jules,
you're Bravo team.

Lets get a lay of the land.

Lou, you're with cops
and first responders.

Spike, you're with me.

Let's monitor
all cell phone chatter,

let's stay on the intercom,

let's keep the classrooms calm,
no one in or out,

unless they're being
escorted by police.

Copy.

All right, Eddie, injured first.

Let's get them safe.

And any information
we can on the subject.

Anything at all.

All right. Let's go.

Just go to class.

Answer your stupid phone,
I don't care.

It's geography,
it's Mrs. Hilton.

She's like 100-years-old,
she won't even notice.

If you have something to say...

I don't wanna do this anymore.

One month.

That's what it's been.

One month going out with you,

and I don't even feel
like myself anymore.

Okay.

You beat the crap
out of my friend.

No, I was sending him
a message, all right?

That guy was trying
to get between us.

He was helping me.

You don't need help
from a guy like that.

A guy like what?

- That guy is...
- What?

Weird? A big loser?

Yeah, well, so was I,
until a month ago,

when you decided that
I was worth the time of day.

God, at least,
at least he's interesting.

Okay, he's smart.

Okay, yeah. See? There you go,
thank you very much.

He's smart and I'm what, huh?

Just some jarhead
football player?

So sorry I don't do arts
and crafts.

Let's just go.

Mrs. Hilton,
it's the police.

My name's Ed Lane,

I'm with the Strategic
Response Unit.

We need you to open the door.

Ma'am, please open the door,

we understand you've got
some kids in trouble in there,

we're here to get 'em out.

Thanks, ma'am.

They're over here.

Marcus Paley
and Rachel Heintzman.

She's not moving.

- Marcus, you okay?
- Yeah.

How's Rachel doing?

Um, she passed out
about five minutes ago.

Look, I-I'm fine, I swear.

Please,
just get her out of here.

That's exactly what
we're gonna do.

You okay
if we come back for you?

'Kay, we need you to stay calm,

stay warm, conserve your energy,

keep this tight.

Watch your hands.

It's my fault.

I called him a loser
and he went nuts.

I don't even know who he is.

I'm sorry.

- It's okay.
- I'm so sorry.

It's okay,
Marcus. It's not your fault.

Guys?

Guys, we know this is
a dangerous situation.

And we're gonna be back for you,

just as soon as we can, okay?

What?

But right now,

the safest place for you to be
is right here,

with the lights out
and doors locked.

You're doing everything right,
okay?

You're doing everything right.

You have any idea
who this kid was?

Jen thinks
he might be in tenth grade,

but we just couldn't see.

Okay, anybody, anybody have,
uh...

Have a yearbook?

Here.

Good.

All right, while we're gone,

I want you guys to look
through that book,

see if you can identify
this kid, okay?

We're gonna be right back
for you.

In the meantime,
we're gonna get Rachel to a hospital.

You guys are doing great.

- Wordy.
- Yeah.

We gotta get her out
to the paramedics;

they can't come in
under the lockdown.

Mrs. Hilton?

Keep this door locked, okay?

Keep the door locked.

Guys, the news is spreading.
Kids are texting each other.

The phones are jamming
with 911 calls.

Shooter hasn't been
active in...?

18 minutes.

Good. Spike,
stay on the chatter.

Hey, there's a kid
up there with a gun,

we've gotta get up there
as soon as possible.

Every second counts.

Which is why we're slowing down
movement until we get further intelligence.

See, right now,
the subject is inactive.

And by subject you mean gunman?

Zero fatalities, two injuries,

all right, sounds like
they were unplanned.

Which affects our subject profile,
which affects our response.

Okay, and what about
the injured?

We're on it, sir.

Boss,
I'm not liking this cafeteria.

It's too open.

Sitting ducks.

I agree.

Let's evacuate the lunchroom.

And, uh... any stray kids
you find in the hallway,

get 'em into a classroom,
safe and out of the way.

Spike, we need to know who
this kid is and what he wants.

I'm on it, boss.

Alpha team?

Almost back.

Copy.

Boss, we're headed
to the lunchroom.

Police! Don't move!

I said don't move!

Jules.
Show me your hands.

Step outside.

Stand up and turn around,

put your hands on the counter.

Okay, pal, you're gonna be okay.

We're gonna take you to a place

where someone's gonna ask you
a few questions.

What're you doing?!

There's a guy in the school,
he's got a gun!

Hey!

Hey! Let us in!

They can't!

Remember the drills?
The doors stay locked.

Once they're locked...

Lunchroom.
We go into the cafeteria.

No, we'd have to cross
the school.

Make a run for the front doors?

We getting reports of a
possible gunshot near the gym,

we're getting a ton
of cell phone chatter.

This is no longer a drill,

the kids inside know
what's happening.

Okay, boss,
we're at the west door.

How's she doin'?

Not good.
Let's go.

Teacher confirmed an ID of the
subject from the yearbook, Eddie.

Billy Dresden, 16-years-old,
tenth grade.

We're trying to reach
his parents now.

Any idea what he wants?

- Spike?
- Nothing firm, beyond the ID.

Huge loser, loner, total freak.

Eats alone,
never talks to anyone.

Always wears the same clothes.

I found a picture.

Okay, we'll start at the gym.
If he's gone active...

We go in hard.

Bravo team, what's your twenty?

Cafeteria's clear.

- Maybe not.
- Okay, go careful.

We think the subject's
on the first floor.

All right, guys, we've got you.

We're gonna move slow and calm,

you're gonna follow us.

Boss, we got about six in here,
we can't contain it.

We're gonna take 'em out.

Copy.

Lou, we got six kids
coming out the west door.

Everyone's out,
the cafeteria's clear.

Alpha team's headed to the gym,
Bravo team stays east.

Copy that.
You guys are back in.

Ella,
where the hell are you going?

I don't know where else to go.

Okay, we just have to hide
until it's over.

Okay.

Behind here.

Billy.

This kid
hasn't killed anyone yet,

he's had ample opportunity.

Nothing on the Internet,
no creepy photos,

no look-at-me-and-my-gun stuff.

Classic domestic scenario.

Regent Park, projects, poverty.

Mom's unemployed,
Dad's got a criminal record.

Drugs, couple of domestic
assaults on the mother.

Probably where he got the gun.

You know, a kid like this,
no money, horrible home life,

stuck in a fancy-pants
high school?

It's a perfect storm.

It's still no excuse.

This is Gina Maxton.

Gina,
hi. This is Greg Parker.

Hi, Gina.

I understand you know
Billy Dresden.

From art class.

So what happened?

Some guys near the field...

Football guys, mostly...

They were shoving him around,
they were...

Putting garbage in his face
and stuff.

Do you know who was doing it?

It's okay.

Gina, this is really important.

Tony sent this to everyone.

Please!

He's gay. He'll say it.

- No.
- Say it!!

I-I-I'm gay.

And I'm a piece of garbage.

And I'm, I'm a piece of garbage.

Tony who?

Tony Price.

But it was Scott Mink, mostly.

Alex Rosati.

'Kay.

Thank you, Gina,
for coming forward.

All right, let's get the
locations for all three subjects.

If this is target specific...

Could be good news.

Eddie, this may be
target specific,

standby for locations.

Good news? How?

It means he might be looking
for specific individuals.

Better if it's not random,
it's easier to contain.

Okay, I'm pulling up the
schedules on all three names.

Buddy, you gotta leave
the scene.

You're in big trouble if they
find out Tony's your son.

Get outta here.

Now.

Got 'em.

Okay, Eddie, you ready?

Gym's clear. We're ready.

Tony!

I... I...

I just need to talk to you,
okay?

I know you're in there!

Please, we were just getting
the projector,

but they locked the door.

Tony, come out, okay?

Come out.

Okay. Okay.

Please.

Please, don't hurt me.

Don't tell me what to do.

You've been doing that
for two years now,

all of you.

But you don't get
to do that anymore.

Okay, okay.

Tony, where the hell are you?

I... look, it's-it's Dad,

I don't care what you did,
just please answer the phone.

I'm just going up
to the command post.

Wanna take out your phone?

Take a little video?
Some photos?

You can show
all of your friends.

Would that just be hilarious?

No, I don't, Billy.

Billy?

You know my name?

See, that's funny to me,

because what do you
usually call me?

Tell me!

What do you call me?
What do you call me?!

It's not me that calls you that,
Billy.

Please.

- Please...
- Don't move!

Keep your hands up
and go down the hallway.

Go.

And give me your phone.

Just... go!

Sam! Jules!

Outside the cafeteria,
first floor looks clean.

See you on two.

Busy.

How can 911 be busy?

Scott, no one knows
we are here, okay?

It's fine. I know,
I know, it's just...

Who would do this?

Yeah, I know,

who would be so vicious?

I'll keep trying.

Guys, we're on the second floor.

Right there.
Right there.

He took Tony down the hall.

- Which way did he go?
- That way.

- I'm afraid he's gonna hurt him.
- Calm down. Calm down.

We need you to stay right here.

We're gonna send somebody
back for you. Right there.

Spike, student on second floor
needs retrieval.

We are in pursuit of subject.

Say it, Tony. Say it!

I'm sorry!

I don't believe you.

I am.

I'm sorry.

- Smile, Tony.
- I'm so sorry.

You're on camera.

Please, please don't hurt me.

Team One, the situation has just escalated

we have an active shooter,
it's a new deal.

Alpha team, respond.

Are you in the vicinity
of the gunfire?

Where are you guys?

North stairwell, one shot fired.

Subject may be above us.

Kids are saying
he may have a hostage,

a Tony price,
one of the targets.

If you need to,
you take him down.

Boss, we're heading upstairs,
we're on the move.

Boss,
911's patched-in a relevant caller.

Ella Brandt, tenth grade.
Claims she knows the subject.

Ella?

Ella, hi,
this is Sergeant Parker,

I'm with the police.
Where are you?

Hi, um...

We're hiding, we're okay.
I just...

It's Billy, isn't it?

How do you know Billy, Ella?

He's my friend.

I mean, he probably won't be
after today.

'Cause of what's happening?

No, because of what
happened to him.

- I'm sorry.
- I don't believe you.

I am.

Oh, I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry! Please!

Are you scared?
Are you scared right now?

Please don't hurt me!

Okay, Ella,
you just tell me where you are,

we'll come get you,
we can talk about this in person.

He is a good person.

He wouldn't hurt anyone.

At least, he wouldn't have.

I just, I just wish...

I should've done something,
I could have changed this.

No, this isn't your fault,
honey.

When he was getting
the crap kicked out him,

I didn't have to just stand
there like some idiot...

while the biggest jerk in school
was going after him.

He was standing up for me.

He was defending me.

Tony!

Tony!

Tony?!

Ella, you said "we" before.

Who are you with?
How many people?

I'm gonna make sure that
one of my team gets to you

as soon as we can,
just tell me where you are?

Oh my God.

What's happening?

- He's here.
- Who?

Billy.

Ella, where are you?

I'm in the art department.

Art department.
Okay, you stay put,

we're sending somebody
right now.

Guys, we got a 20
on our subject,

fourth floor, room 409,

art department
on the south side.

Alerting first responders.

We got a 20 on Billy Dresden.
No interference.

Okay, keep it tight,
we're gonna close off the fourth floor.

I'm gonna go talk to him.

What?

Ella, no,
you stay right where you are.

You stay right where you are.

He is my friend.

I need you to believe me.

He's a good person.

Ella.

Can you here me?

Ella.

Stay here.

Billy?

Ella?
W-What are you doing?

I don't know.

What are you doing?

I-I just...

I just wanted to see
what I'd done.

You know, it's funny,

sometimes you think
something's gonna work out.

Even if it's not beautiful,

you at least think
that it's gonna work.

And then a few hours later,

you come back
and you see that it...

I-I-It's nothing.

It j-j-just doesn't work.

I think I know what you mean.

You do?

Sure.

I feel like that all the time.

'Kay, guys, she's talking to him,
he seems responsive.

Alpha team, what's your twenty?

We're outside 409.

Windows covered,
we don't have eyes.

We can be in there
in a split second.

Copy, waiting on Bravo.

Bravo team, what's your twenty?

We're on our way.

How many doors into the room?

Two.
Main door and a rear door.

Sam and Jules,
head for the rear.

Third door...
North end, west side.

Copy that.

So what's bugging you?

What's bugging me?

About the painting.

You came up here to see
the painting, right?

It doesn't go anywhere,
it's just...

There's no point to it,
there's no place for it to go,

it's just...

It's just scared.

But you're not scared of me.

I just wanted somebody to care!

Somebody to apologize,

it's so stupid and...

I just made it so much worse.

I sent a video out
to all of Tony's friends.

I don't even know
what I'm doing!

Billy...

Everyone is scared.

You know what happened
after lunch hour?

What?

I told Scott that I...

couldn't go out with him
anymore.

I think you scare him.

I think you freak him out
because you're smart

and you're interesting

and because I like you.

He feels stupid,

and he acts like a jerk,
but it's not your fault.

It's his.

Billy,

it is not your fault.

This whole day,
it shouldn't have happened.

I wish I could take it back,
I really do.

Yeah. Me too.

I'm sorry.

No, that's okay.

Hey...

I'm right here with you.

'Kay, you and me,

together.

Okay, he's showing remorse,
he's de-escalating.

We gotta let them play it out.

Okay, why don't we just
go talk to them?

Okay?

But you gotta put that down.

Just put it down on the table

and then we'll go
and talk to them together.

Yeah?

Okay.

Boss.

Sam? Jules?

Almost there.

Are you good?

Okay, 'cause I'm right here.

Every step, I am right here.

Promise?

I promise.

Just put it down.

Put it down on the table
and then we'll go.

Okay?

'Kay.

It's gonna be okay.

She's walking him out.

We're getting him out.

Who's there?

Who's there?!

Scott?!
What, you lied to me!

No, no, she didn't.

Okay, we got a third party
in there.

Go in, now!

Billy! Billy.

Don't worry about him, that's not who
you need to be worried about right now.

Where's Tony?

I don't know.

Look at me!

We heard gunfire, Bill.

Billy?

Please.
Please...

I just wanted you to be okay.

I just wanted us both
to be okay.

Drop your weapon!

Put the gun down! Now!

Do it now!
Put the gun down!

Get down! Get down now!

I repeat, subject's contained.
He has been shot.

Guys,
let's get this kid outta here,

he's still breathing.
Jules?

You know what?
It's okay, sweetheart.

It's okay, you're safe.
Go with Jules, that's it.

Ella?

Get away from me.

Get down on your knees,
hands behind you back.

Why? What did I do?

Just do it please, sir.

My son Tony
was one of the targets.

He killed my boy.

What?

Come on, let's go.

Yeah, put him on.

Somebody wants to talk to you.

Dad?

Tony?

I'm okay.

Tony, You're okay.

He just wanted me
to say I'm sorry.

Tony...

Oh my God...

Oh my God.

I've got a son,
he's in high school too,

so I get it, all right?

I get it.

But this is our job

and you gotta let us do it!

I'm sorry.

Yeah, me too, buddy.

Me too.

Son of a bitch.

Boss? This is Ella.

Ella.

Hey.

I'm Greg,
I was on the phone with you.

You did great.
You did everything right.

Billy's on his way
to St. Mike's.

He's gonna make it...

Because you were there
to help him...

'Cause you were there.

I think that's your mom,
I think she's waiting for you.

You wanna turn around
and tell me if that's your mom?

Is that your mom?

Yeah.

You go. Go on.

Welcome back.

Yeah.

You can't keep doing this
to yourself.

I miss my boy.

I know.