Dead on Campus Page #6

- (Solomon):
Your honour,

if I may...

Bryce Solomon, attorney

for Ms. Kellison.

- You're the public defender?

- God, no.

I represent Delta Psi Beta.

- Trial date will be January 24,

bail is set at $50,000.

- Your honour, please, I... - You'll get

your chance to speak at trial, young lady.

Next case.

- Thanks so much

for bailing me out.

I didn't. He did.

- Actually, Alexa Cooper

paid your bail.

- Why would she do that? She's the

reason I'm here in the first place.

- This is perhaps not the best place

to discuss the details of your case.

Spend some time

with your family.

We'll talk soon.

- (Natalie):
Great.

Now, on top of

everything else, I'm suspended

for the rest of the semester.

- The school has a zero-tolerance

policy when it comes to drugs.

- Whatever happened to being

innocent until proven guilty?

- Uh, that's our law.

The university has its own.

- You know, I still don't understand

why Alexa would bail Natalie out.

- (Aiden):
Plausible

deniability.

Makes her look legit.

- You keep quiet,

the lawyer gets you off.

- Gets her off how?

- Bryce Solomon

is a master of technicalities.

The guy's got a flawless record.

- (Danielle):
Natalie doesn't

play along,

he loses his first case in years

and she goes to jail.

Either way, Alexa

is above reproach.

- You know, there must be

one of these other girls

who's willing

to stand up to her.

- She surrounds herself with

people she can control.

- Sophia told me she has dirt on

everyone, holds it over their heads.

- I've heard that too, I just

thought it was urban legend.

...So she would have kept it.

- She would have kept what?

- The memory card.

She was filming Sumner and all the

girls when they were messing with him.

She was going to put it

on the internet before...

Before he died.

- I see where you're going with

this. Does she incriminate herself?

- No, she was holding the

camera, but the other girls do.

- Yeah, but you can't just break

into her room to get it.

- Well, she wouldn't keep it in

her room, she has girls

in and out of there all the time.

She doesn't even lock her doors.

- If she does keep this

kind of dirt on people,

she must have accumulated

quite a collection.

- Her father's house!

She's there

at least once a month.

- Well, you sure as hell

can't break into

a congressman's home.

- Well, I won't have to.

I was invited.

Alexa's birthday party.

She has it there every year.

- This is crazy.

If that lawyer

can get you off, I'll hire

another one who can do the same.

You can go back to school,

get on with your life and forget

all about this sorority.

- It's not just about

these charges, Dad.

Someone needs to stand up

to this girl. I need to.

For Sumner. For myself.

- I'm not gonna lie

and say I approve.

But I'd probably

do the same damn thing.

Be careful.

- (mouthing):
Thank you.

(knocking on door)

Alexa?

- My, you have had

quite a weekend.

- Um... Yeah, I just wanted to

thank you for bailing me out.

- Hey, no problem,

it's what we do.

- I also just wanted

to apologize.

I mean, I was about

to make a big mistake.

Were you?

- Let's just say, I've had

a bit of a wake-up call.

- And... you're awake now?

- Wide awake.

Good.

It's good to have you back.

- All right, then.

- See you later.

- Oh... Hey.

- Hey.

Look...

I'm really sorry.

It's OK.

Just...

I just feel like I got you

into this whole mess.

Don't worry about it.

We're good. We're all good.

So, luckily for us,

the congressman is

a shameless self-promoter.

He was featured in

Architecture Monthly.

There are 7 bedrooms,

2 on the main floor

and 5 upstairs, including

the master suite.

- How do you know that?

- I just extrapolated the data.

There were also

some photos I used

from the magazine

for reference.

- That is amazing!

- That's Natalie - amazing.

- So, I'm going to make sure

Alexa is occupied,

while my lovely assistant Nikki

finds out which room is hers.

- I already know

which room is hers.

- How?

- Easy. The one with the biggest closet.

- How are you going to get in

in the first place?

I mean, you don't really

look like a sorority girl.

- I'll take that

as a compliment.

- The party's being catered, so Nikki's

gonna pose as one of the waiters.

- Sadly, as an aspiring

musician,

I've had plenty of experience.

- How does that work?

Wouldn't they have to hire you?

- These gigs are freelance. There are

always, sort of, people coming in and out.

- OK, what about security?

Her dad's a congressman.

It's bound to be pretty tight.

- Well, it normally is, but her

parents are out of town

for the weekend, so she has

the place all to herself.

- Her parents are out of town

on her birthday?

I know, right?

- What if she has a safe

or something like that?

I'll crack it.

Just kidding! We'd be screwed.

- Thank you, girls,

for doing this.

- Someone needs to bring this b*tch down.

- What she said.

- You really think she's come around?

- So it would appear.

- I still don't trust her.

- Like my daddy's fond

of saying, you don't

trust people.

Own them.

(dance music playing)

(camera shutters clicking)

- Oh, my... The invitation

said no gifts!

- We can take them back.

- Oh, shut up!

Put them over there

and make yourselves at home.

Champagne, ladies?

- Yeah!

- You ready?

- Ready to put this tray down.

You know I hate seafood.

You're a rock star.

Hey, girl...

(Natalie):
Hey!

- (slurring words): You know

what? You really are the best.

(cell phone dinging)

Sisters!

- I'll be right back.

Uh, Alexa!

- I'll be right back, I'm just

going to freshen up a little.

- I saw a guy and a girl heading into

one of the bedrooms down the hall...

- Oh, it's cool.

- Uh, she looked pretty wasted.

Like she was gonna hurl.

- OK, that's not cool.

I hate when that happens.

(cell phone ringing)

- Hey.

- OK, you have to hurry, she's

gonna be upstairs in a minute.

- OK, there's a locked

jewellery box in her closet,

it's the only place left to look.

- Can you get it open?

- If I had some tools, maybe.

- Never mind, just

get out of there.

- There was no one

in the bedroom.

- Oh! She must have been too

drunk to, you know...

- Ha ha! Yeah, hate when

that happens.

- Oh! What are you

doing up here?

- I was just looking

for the bathroom.

Oh, we have 11 bathrooms, but the

one for the help is right downstairs.

- Oh... My bad.

- No worries.

- Hey.

- Sure you looked

everywhere?... OK. - Everywhere...

except for that jewellery box.

- Ahem... We're not paying you

to bother the guests.

Oh... She's not bothering me.

- Yes, well, she still has a job

to do, so if you don't mind...

OK...

- Hey! Just where do you think

you're going?

Um... Girl problems.

Trust me, you don't want

to know the details.

My grandmother's jewels.

Beautiful, aren't they?

I knew something was up.

You gave in

a little too willingly.

Tell me, what is it that

you're hoping to find, hmm?

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