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What's up, freak?!

- What's your problem?

- It's cool, bro.

- Alex.

- And overnight,

everything changed.

- Okay?

Again, one more time.

- They even invited me

to celebrate our victory.

Everything was perfect.

It was like we never even got

caught in the first place.

We were on top of the world.

There was no way

any of us could have guessed

what would happen next.

- Good night, mom.

Good night, dad.

- Yo, just let me handle this,

all right?

- Okay, just look for me, okay?

- How?

- I didn't want any of them.

- She...

- we don't even understand

what's going on.

- I don't care, okay, because

what am I gonna do?

- Stop!

- What's up, guys?

What happened?

- We... was anybody bothering you

last night, Alex?

Like, online?

- I'm only allowed to use

the Internet for school work.

- You're useless.

- Why?

- We all got messages last night.

Someone online

knows what we did.

- Who are they from?

- Who cares who they were from?

If she hadn't killed herself, no

one would even know who she was.

- Hey, hey, your boyfriend

would know who she was, okay?

- We all knew who she was.

I knew who she was.

Ricky knew who she was, and Jack

definitely knew who she is.

- It doesn't matter.

- Who are you even talking about?

- Brittany.

Brittany Tammand

sent us the messages.

- Who's Brittany?

Alex.

Alex, who is Brittany?

I know you're tired,

but I need you

to keep going, okay?

Who was Brittany?

- She was a typical punching bag.

- She got in a lot of fights

or...?

- You work for the school board,

but you have no idea what

actually happens in school.

- Slightly more complicated

than that.

- It doesn't seem

that complicated.

Kid's popular, comes from

a good family,

gets good grades,

plays sports, whatever.

They can do whatever they want.

You know, in an ideal system,

the kids would run the school.

They'd make the rules

and dish out the punishments.

Adults have no idea

what kids are really like.

The older you are,

the more you forget.

- I take it you haven't read

"lord of the flies" yet, huh?

Never mind.

Keep going.

- They say she had

a terrible reputation.

- She slept around,

she was promiscuous?

- Maybe, maybe not.

Since when do kids care

if the rumors that they hear

in the halls are true?

- I don't know. You tell me.

What happened to her?

- It was a year before I came to Archer,

but apparently, she drowned herself.

She left a note on the shore.

No one even noticed.

She just went in,

and then she was gone.

- W-what are you saying, Alex,

that... that Brittany Tammand

was trying to reach you guys

from beyond the grave?

- No, I'm telling you

that whoever knew what we did

made an online profile

as Brittany Tammand

to get our attention.

And it worked.

- Mr. and Mrs. Stanton?

- Yes.

- Detective Hutisawa

of county homicide.

I hear your son's been saying

some pretty disconcerting things.

Jack's a good boy.

He would never hurt anyone.

- Well, sometimes

after traumatic events,

people let the guilt of not

being able to stop what happened

trick them into thinking

they're the ones to blame.

- You think that's

what's happening now?

- No, not really, but I do think

that Jack could tell me something

about what happened

that I don't know yet.

- Is my paperwork done yet?

- Miss Sedgewick,

may I have a word, please?

What?

- I just got a call from the hospital.

- And?

- Jack Stanton,

the student in the I.C.U.,

he's on the verge of an

anesthesia-induced confession.

- What's he guilty of?

- They're not sure,

but it means there's something else

to the story we don't know about.

- Whatever it is, if he confesses anything on a

morphine drip, it'll never hold up in court.

- I know, I know.

The detective said that, too.

But... If we can get Alex

to implicate Jack...

the school

could escape liability.

In the meantime,

get me whatever you have

on Brittany Tammand.

- Everything okay?

- I want you to tell me more

about Jack.

- I am telling you about Jack.

I'm... I'm telling you

about everyone.

- Yeah, but what was he like before

you got involved in all of this?

- He was popular.

He was... Class president.

He was in a... a bunch of clubs.

He...

Girls liked him.

He seemed like a good guy.

- He bought test answers

and then lied and cheated his way

out of it when he got caught.

- I did that, too.

- Yeah, but you did that so you wouldn't

get kicked out of your foster home.

You're a victim of the system.

Jack was on top of the system.

- No, he wanted

to go to Dartmouth.

Don't... don't you think

that's a little extreme?

A little selfish

and... and conniving?

- I-I don't know.

He's my friend.

- Wouldn't a real friend have tried to

talk you out of getting into this mess?

They used you to get into the principal's

office because you were the nobody.

Don't you think they

took advantage of that?

- No, we were a team.

- What kind of team member

lets his friends die

so he can go to college?!

Jack didn't care about you!

You were a nobody to Jack!

You were not Jack's friend!

Look, Alex.

Alex, look.

- I'm... I'm not... I'm...

I'm... I'm not trying

to upset you.

I just really want you

to think about

what kind of person

would do this

if they didn't

absolutely have to.

Maybe Jack wasn't the person

that you thought he was.

Jack was not a good guy.

- No.

No, I know him.

He may have not made

the right decisions,

but... At the end of the day,

he was a good person.

I promise, he was good.

- So, um, what did...

What did you do when the others

told you about the messages?

Everyone was just freaked out.

- Yeah.

I just... I just tried to

pretend it wasn't happening.

Cameron and Ricky

were notorious,

and Carla and Jack

were the most popular.

It could have been anyone

messing with them.

I just figured as long as no one

was contacting me,

then it was just someone

playing a trick.

But I was really wrong.

They have my birthday,

my address, my...

My phone number, everything.

How did they get this stuff?

I didn't set up this account.

- Well, whoever it is, they go to Archer.

I mean, look at the picture.

- I say we find out who they are, we beat them

down, and they never try this game again!

- Look how scared this person has

us without even doing anything?

All right, if they don't want us to

find out who they are, then we won't.

- What do you think she wants

from us?

- I don't know.

- You're about to find out.

- Open it.

Open it.

You're early...

And not alone.

- Who are you?

- I'm Brittany Tammand, duh.

- No, you're not.

Brittany Tammand's dead.

- You all knew me

when I was alive.

- No, I never knew you.

- But your friends did.

And that makes you guilty

by association.

Cheater.

- What do you want?

- I want what's rightfully mine,

and you and your friends

are going to help me get it.

- Rightfully yours?

What does that even mean?

- I'll be giving each of you little

chores in the upcoming days.

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