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Bad Match Page #6
- TV-MA
- Year:
- 2017
- 90 min
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we weren't gonna do this.
I'm cooperating, I just
don't know what you want.
Just stop!
For f***'s sake,
enough of your games.
Just tell the f***ing truth
for once in your life.
Okay, okay.
I'll confess, to everything.
Yes, finally.
Thank you.
All right, just
don't hurt me, please.
I won't, okay, here we go.
All right, I want you to
look straight in the camera
and when I tell you to,
start talking.
Well, wait, aren't you gonna
take me to the police station?
Oh, yeah, so you can just
start lying to the cops
the second you walk
through the door?
No, Riley, it has
to be like this.
What do you want me to say?
Don't be difficult, Riley.
I'm not, I just,
I'm, I'm nervous
and I don't want to
miss anything, okay?
Fine.
Tell them about
how we first met.
Tell them how you
hounded me incessantly,
how you stalked me,
and then when you discovered
that we weren't gonna
be together forever,
how you took your revenge.
You hacked into my Twitter
account, you got me fired,
and then, and this is
the most important part,
tell them how you somehow
remotely downloaded
five gigs of child
pornography onto my computer,
which could get me sent to
prison for half a decade.
Harris, I.
Okay, I'll.
I'll say all of that.
Thank you.
Are you ready?
Yeah.
Great.
Go ahead.
- Wait.
- What? What, Riley?
For f***'s sake, I know this
is gonna be hard on you,
just, you don't
really have a choice.
I want to confess to everything.
It's just, this won't work.
Why?
Why the f*** not?
Because look at me, Harris,
I'm a crying mess and
I'm tied to a chair.
It looks like I'm,
like I'm kidnapped.
- I don't think so.
Wait, just listen.
could wash up in the bathroom
and then I could film the video,
I could, I could make,
like, an Instagram video
where I'm bragging about
how I screwed up your life
and then, and then you
could show that to the cops
and I'll, I'll confess to
everything at the police station
and it'll seem totally
real, you know?
Why?
Why would you do that?
Because,
you got me.
You won.
I give up.
You're just clever.
This is exactly the kind of
clever sh*t you pulled on me.
It's a gift, I guess.
Fine.
There's a bathroom
attached to the stage.
It'll work, I swear.
Riley, don't try
a f***ing thing.
I want you to tell me
what you're gonna say.
Anything you want.
Can you get me some
paper towels please?
Should talk about how,
should talk about how stupid
I am, how you tricked me,
but don't use my name,
it can't feel staged.
Okay, got it.
I think I'm ready.
Sh*t.
My hands are so wet.
Can I have another paper towel?
Oh.
Goddammit!
F***in' b*tch!
Goddammit.
Riley!
Riley, where the f*** are you?
God.
Riley!
Riley!
You think you can get
away from me that easy,
you crazy b*tch?
Huh?
Goddammit.
You call me crazy.
Hello?
Help!
Help me!
Help!
Hello!
Help, please!
Please!
You stabbed me.
Riley.
Why didn't you just confess?
Hello?
Jesus Christ, Harris.
I've been trying to
reach you all night.
It's Ronald Dale, your lawyer.
Where the hell have you been?
Huh?
Uh-oh, are you drunk?
Harris, listen to
me very carefully.
You're off the hook.
What?
Yeah, you were right, sort of.
Turns out you were hacked,
but not by that girl.
By some 15-year-old
kid named Keenan.
Gil Keenan from
Colorado Springs.
- Heard of him?
- Keenan?
Yeah, you probably know him
from his online name, ShadowMan.
Apparently you mocked
him on some video game.
Can you believe that?
His mom caught him, made
him 'fess up to everything.
I got the call yesterday
and I've been trying
to call you ever since.
You're off the hook,
Harris, you're a free man.
Go celebrate!
Hello?
Harris?
Are you there?
Hello?
Hey, you.
What are you doing out here?
Jesus, what the hell happened?
Holy f***in' Christ.
Get your hands where
I can see 'em, now!
I need backup at 3421
Empire Boulevard.
Got a maniac here.
He killed some poor girl.
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