Afterschool Page #3

They're 18 years old.

- Come on, you guys,

get back!

All right, come on, Mary.

[voices overlapping]

- This way.

Follow me, please.

Amy, come on.

Come this way.

- Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

- Go right upstairs, right now.

Go upstairs.

- Okay, come on.

Get back now.

Back. Go back.

Come on, back up.

Make room.

[voices overlapping]

Come on.

All the way back.

[voices overlapping]

[silence]

- Go back.

Go back.

- Were you with the girls

anytime before...

what we just saw?

- No.

- Why were you filming

in that hallway?

- My teacher told me to.

- We just started

an audio-video club here.

- Were you friends

with Anne or Mary?

- No.

- Did you know anyone

who knew them?

- No.

- Anne and Mary

were very popular seniors.

Rob is only in the tenth grade.

There's not much interaction

between sophomores and seniors.

- Yeah, I get it.

I used to be a kid too.

Why did you walk over

to the girls

instead of calling for help?

- I didn't know

what was happening.

- And once you realized

that something was wrong...

why didn't you go

and get a teacher?

Rob?

- I don't remember.

- Have you ever tried cocaine?

- No.

- It's hard, huh?

It's very...

Okay, Mr. Williams,

is there anything else

you'd like to say?

- Rob, I know how hard

this is for you.

This is going to be

very difficult times

for a while for everyone.

But the most important thing,

I think...

is for us...

to be strong together.

- Mr. Williams is right.

- Rob, have you been

seeing Mr. Virgil?

- No.

- I really think you should.

I think we're going to encourage

everyone here

to start going to see him.

It's important

that no one be afraid

to talk at a time like this.

Rob, if you want to go home

for a little bit,

we would understand.

- Mm-mm.

No.

I'm okay.

- Okay, I'm done.

You can go.

- Be strong, buddy.

Our kids are good kids.

Rob's a bit confused

but is harmless.

- I'm ready for the next one.

[voices overlapping]

- Hey, Mom.

Yeah, I'm okay.

They're questioning everybody.

Just to see who knew the girls.

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm fine.

No, don't.

It's fine for me.

I want to stay up here.

- # All through the night #

# While the weary world

is sleeping #

# All through the night #

- This is so sad.

- # O'er thy spirit

gently stealing #

# Visions of delight

revealing #

# Breathes a pure

and holy feeling #

# All through the night #

# Though I roam

a minstrel lonely #

# All through the night #

# My true harp shall praise #

- It's hard to be up here

at a time like this

and to have to speak to you

like I usually do,

but I will because I have to.

The police have determined

that the illegal substances

that killed Anne and Mary

that day

were not purchased

in the school.

They were bought while the girls

were away for the weekend

and only used that morning.

How can we know this?

We are confident

this is the case,

because not two days ago,

a similar unfortunate

accident occurred

with a young boy in the city.

An examination revealed

that what killed the girls

was a lethal combination

of narcotics

and poisonous agents,

one of which was rat poison.

Now, what is important

to remember is first...

who these girls were.

They were beautiful

and full of life.

They were victims

of bad judgment,

of misguided energy,

of the threats that face youth.

They made a mistake

and paid dearly for it.

I have been in touch with

the parents of Anne and Mary.

They send their love and thanks

for everyone's cards

and warm wishes.

It has been a comfort to them

to know that their girls

were so loved here.

The only thing

that they can hope for now

is that what happened

to Anne and Mary

will never happen again

to any other student here.

We wanted to give each and every

one of you a chance to...

say something about the girls

or to them

and to do so now.

So anyone-

there's no pressure-

please form a line

to the left of the podium

and one by one come up here.

Anne and Mary,

we will miss you.

- Anne and Mary,

things'll never be the same

without you.

Life will never be the same.

You'll be in my heart,

in all our hearts, forever.

- I'm so sorry

that this happened

and that we didn't

get to know each other better.

But you will be missed.

- I wrote a little something

about the girls.

"As a constant reminder

of our love

"and their indomitable spirit,

"the Talbert girls

will always thrive in our souls,

miraculously human. "

- Okay, I talked to Mr. Wiseman,

and, uh...

he's planning on

working on a memorial video

for the twins, you know,

for the school.

You like video, right?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

Do you-do you think

it would be a good idea

for you to work on that?

- Yeah.

Yeah, okay.

- All right, great.

Good.

Well, we'll call this

a short meeting and...

my office is always open

anytime you want to come by.

Okay?

And I'd like you to come by

maybe a couple times a week,

all right?

- All right, sure.

- Okay.

- Does it matter what order,

Mr. Wiseman?

- Oh, no, no.

Just leave them there

for a few seconds,

and then we'll figure out

how to use them later.

- So these are

from when they were babies.

Now, when we finish up

with this,

we'll get back

to the video tour.

Yeah.

That's good.

Right, yeah, move in a little.

Great.

- Mr. Wiseman,

can I be excused for a second?

- Oh, sure.

Sure, Amy, I understand.

- Casey, why don't you fill in?

- Yeah.

- And anybody else

who feels like leaving.

How are you doing, Rob?

- I'm okay.

They're really cute.

- Okay, next one.

Mr. Burke,

Mr. and Mrs. Talbert are here,

if you're ready.

- Guys.

Gloria, Tom.

Thank you so much for coming.

- We thought it would be good

to come back

and do something for the girls.

- Take however long you want.

This is Amy, a freshman here,

and Robert.

He actually

was the first person to...

find Anne and Mary that day.

- Robert...

I'm so sorry

you had to see that.

- Um...

I'm-I'm sorry, Mrs. Talbert.

- Whenever you're ready.

- Hello, everybody.

This has been the hardest time

for both of us.

We were used to

an empty apartment

for a good part of the year

since Anne and Mary

were at school.

Weekends have been

particularly hard.

Sometimes we feel...

when we've been

without them for a week...

that...

they're going to be showing up

Saturday night...

But-

- Oh, please.

Please.

[crying softly]

- I don't know

why I keep crying.

- Did it hurt you?

- A little bit.

- I'm sorry.

- Thanks.

- When?

- Today.

- When?

- After AV.

Break.

- I don't believe you.

- Don't believe me, then.

- Okay, so how was it?

- I don't know.

- What do you mean

you don't-

Was it all right?

- Yeah.

- This is such bullshit.

- What's wrong?

- My mom.

She isn't able

to come pick me up this weekend.

- Oh.

Well, can't you just

take the train in?

- I mean, I guess so.

But I really hate

taking the train.

- Where do you live?

- In New York,

on the Upper East Side.

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