Cry_Wolf Page #3

We'll get this out tonight,

leaving plenty of time...

for the rumors to spread.

(Ra)

Lights out.

If I get caught

in the boys' dorm again"..."

Yeah, that hasn't happened

since we hooked up, huh?

By hooking up,

you mean jerking off...

to my yearbook photo, right?

Dude, don't you want

to use an anonymous account?

Why? I'm just

forwarding it along.

With sensitivity and respect.

Owen, Tom,

I said lights out!

Hey, did you guys hear

what I said? Go to bed.

[Beeps]

[Door slamming]

Do you think anyone

will believe it?

I'm telling you,

I read the e-mail.

It's happening.

Just like it did

at that other school.

The first girl,

she was shot

in the face.

I forwarded it"..."

(boy)

To my brother.

He sent it to everyone

he knows.

He told me to get off-campus

this weekend

if I didn't wanna get gutted.

He said the second girl"..."

[students chattering]

[Cell phones ringing]

(Rich)

Owen, just the man

I want to see.

You got a minute?

Sure.

What's in the box?

Antique chess set.

Got to love eBay.

Just now

discovering the Internet?

(Rich)

So I read your e-mail.

Someone forwarded that to you?

Sure did.

Someone also sent it

to the victim's mother.

Who forwarded it

to her attorney.

He called

the Headmaster's office

this morning.

She assumes it originated

off-campus. Don't worry.

I'm not inclined

to inform her otherwise.

Why would I worry?

I glanced at your records

this afternoon.

I see your father

pulled some strings

to get you in here.

Dear old dad.

I also saw that your status

here is probationary.

So you end up

in the Headmaster's office...

you might as well

pack your bags.

Bringing the b*tch out early.

Just keeping you

on the defensive.

Speak for yourself.

[Chuckles]

The arrogance of youth.

Don't you mean

the confidence?

Actually,

I meant the ignorance.

You know, it was just for fun.

Yeah, I do.

But you've got to know

it had some real consequences.

No offense, Mr. Walker.

This is high school.

Nothing's for real.

[sighs]

[Cell phone ringing]

To buy as many properties...

Sorry. Just a second.

Sorry. Just my son.

Go ahead.

(Charles on voicemail)

Hello, this is

Charles Matthews.

I'm away from my phone

right now...

but if you leave

your name and number...

[computer bleeps]

I will get back to you.

Thank you.

[computer bleeps]

[Computer bleeps]

What up, O-Dog! Sorry.

When I bend it like Beckham,

I usually lock the door.

I got your message.

What?

(Owen)

Text messaging

come in handy?

Dude, I didn't send this.

Yeah, right.

If it was me,

why would I deny it?

Dude, it's Dodger.

Doesrt really seem

like her style.

You kidding? It was her idea

to change the game

in the first place.

She's just taking it

a step further

by coming after you.

Watch and learn.

She usually does laps

after field hockey.

I bet she's on the computer

in the swim team office.

Dude, Dodger's been waiting

for a guy who'll bite back.

If you get laid after this,

you got me to thank,

all right.

[Computer bleeps]

Relax, man.

Whoever it is

knows your screen name.

It's got to be someone

on campus.

Hello?

Who's there?

Aim for the shallow end.

We want to scare her,

not kill her.

(Tom)

Yeah, okay.

[Shushing]

One, two"..."

[water splashing]

[Whimpers]

Did you hit her?

(Tom)

What?

I think she's faking it.

Isn't she?

She's not coming up.

Owen Matthews,

you're my hero.

You b*tch.

Twice in one day, not bad.

What's that supposed

to mean?

"Be careful what

you wish for"?

Talk sense, boys,

you're losing me.

Someone sent Owen

some IM's

claiming to be the Wolf.

Said they were going

to pick our bones clean.

That's a little

over the top.

Yeah, and pretending

to drown isn't?

Look, I was with Regina

all afternoon,

studying AP Chem.

You can ask her.

No, I believe you.

Someone's just trying

to scare you.

I'm late for the team run,

I got to go.

Okay, so if you were

with Regina

and Randall's at State...

that leaves Mercedes

and Lewis.

And Graham.

You did make him look

like a chump the other night.

You think he's trying

to get me back?

And get back in the game.

The sum total

would be about 51.

Very funny, Graham.

I'm glad you think so.

Do I look like I'm laughing?

Well, I had to do something.

Sure, I understand.

You had to send me

threatening IM's pretending

to be a serial killer.

I have no idea what you could

possibly be talking about.

You didn't just IM as the Wolf

about an hour ago?

No, I've been here

since sixth period.

[In British accent]

Owen, you can't convince me...

if you can't

convince yourself.

[All chuckling]

What were you

just talking about, then,

the thing you had to do?

I filed a noise complaint.

For what?

Are you kidding? Your room

is directly above us...

it sounds like you're having

WWF tryouts up there.

[Door opening]

Jesus, Tom.

What happened?

Did you do this?

Of course not.

Somebody else must've...

Why didn't they

touch your stuff?

Tom,

I didn't touch your stuff.

Then who did?

[Computer bleeps]

That's Randall's.

I know.

That's disgusting.

Do you think

something happened to Randall?

Like what?

Like he died a violent death?

It's Regina.

She has a recipe

for fake blood

she got off the Internet.

It's just corn syrup.

It used to be sweeter.

Hey, Re-genius,

I can't believe...

you got Randall

to let you borrow

his tongue stud.

You know

you're going to buy me

a new computer, right?

What is it?

Hey, what's up?

(Regina)

I told Tom...

I've been on

an AP Bio field trip

all afternoon.

I thought you were in AP Chem.

No. I took AP Chem

junior year.

Who told you that?

Why are you doing this?

Not here.

Look, I was in town.

Yeah? Doing what?

I was visiting my mom.

What was she doing in town?

She lives here, all right.

This is my home.

Go ahead, laugh all you want.

The Dickens scholar.

Sixth grade English teacher.

I'm not even going to tell you

what my dad does.

So how can you afford...

Scholarship.

You think

people would really care?

I'm a town.

Around here,

town means trash.

[Sighs]

You don't have to rub it in.

What?

It's not that.

It's just"..."

You know, I wish my dad

taught school, lived in town.

I mean, the guy sent me here

just so he wouldn't

have to deal with me.

I'm sorry

I flipped out earlier.

After what happened

at my last school and...

Yeah, you told me.

The vengeful dean

and his darling daughter.

What I didn't tell you

was that I was charged

with possession.

She got busted, was freaked

about her dad's job.

So I took the fall.

I'm not surprised.

Why is that?

You may not have a tell,

Mr. Matthews.

But you do have a weakness.

Yeah?

You're a good guy.

Makes you predictable.

Yeah, if it gets me

kicked out of Westlake...

I might as well sign up

for community college.

Then why did you play the game

to begin with?

The sneaking out.

The hoax e-mail.

At the pool.

You saved me.

You were faking.

I'm not now.

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