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Do you want

to talk about it?

Do you ever think back

at a different time

in your life...

And a different person

you used to be...

And just think....

"I wish I could

be here again"?

I get that.

Elle?

Will you sleep

with me tonight?

Yeah.

-Hello.

-Hi.

-How can I help you?

-Do you know what

sort of crime reports

the public has access to?

-On-campus crime?

-Mm-hmm.

They, uh, release these every

year -- clery statistics.

Clery statistics.

Hmm.

All set?

What if I wanted

a more detailed report?

I'm not really supposed

to let anyone back here,

but here it is.

-Wow.

-Yeah, I guess.

Just a bunch of boxes.

So criminal justice, huh?

What do you think you're going

to do when you graduate?

-I don't know.

-Cool.

Oh, you probably

actually shouldn't

really look in the files.

Just a peek?

All right.

Just a peek, though.

So, where do you, uh,

live on campus?

Somewhere close, or...?

Kind of.

Yeah, I'm just actually

down the street.

I really like this area.

It's, like, got a lot of bars

and stuff that you can go to,

which is cool.

Oh, those are just

kind of the same things.

Why do you have files

from 2003?

That's just the same thing.

Whoa. Hey. Whoa, whoa.

-Oh, my god. I'm so sorry.

-No, no, it's okay.

You know what? I better do it.

It's -- honestly--

-i got it.

-No, no, no, no, no.

Can you--

can you let me just--

yeah, yeah,

I'll let you do it.

Thanks. It's just they go

in a certain order.

-I'm so sorry.

-It's okay.

It's totally--

it's totally cool.

All right, well, I think

the tour is done for the day.

Hello?

-Hey.

-Hey.

Sorry. Did I freak you out?

Hi, cutie.

I brought your mail.

-Thank you.

-You're welcome.

-How was home?

-Um, well, my parents

are out of their

goddamn minds.

What else is new?

You okay?

I'm going to go out tonight.

You want to come?

-I'm going to stay in.

-Okay. I'll see you later.

Skye.

I'm here for you.

I know you are.

Love you.

"Melinda Sanders."

Excuse me.

Uh, did we have--

zero rapes

in the clery statistics.

I'm sorry?

Is someone paying you off,

Melinda Gabriel Sanders?

Why don't you have a seat and

we can talk about your issue?

My issue?

You love that.

Let me guess.

Next you're going

to diagnose me

with borderline

personality disorder,

doctor speak for

"I'm f***ing crazy"?

You really need to watch

the way you're speaking to me.

No, you need to watch

the way you speak to me.

I'm getting

that you're angry with me

about how I handled something,

but threatening me is not going

to give you what you want.

You probably drive home

every day all proud of yourself

for saving the world again,

but let me take a moment

to advise you, Melinda.

Be better at your job, at life,

or do us all a favor,

and I don't mean

this hypothetically,

remove yourself from here,

from everywhere,

or I will do it for you.

Nice shoes, by the way.

"Calvin Reeves."

Oh, wait.

Don't forget your keys. Here.

Thank you. Bye.

-You know it.

-Okay. Thanks. [Smooches]

-Hey.

-Hi.

I'm so sorry to do this.

I just got a flat tire,

and I've never had one before.

I know I have a spare

but I just don't know

exactly how to, um, change it.

Do you think you

could help me?

-I'm so sorry.

-Uh...

-Where's your car?

-It's right here.

-Yeah, sure.

-Thank you so much.

No, it's fine.

How'd you do it?

Just, you know, driving.

Did the same thing

a couple months ago.

-Where's the spare?

-It's, um--

it's in the trunk.

It's an art installation.

So, basically,

on these patrols,

I'm looking for anything

out of the ordinary.

You know, um-- you know,

people standing around

that don't look like

they're students,

checking the bushes.

Um, you know, vagrants,

which are homeless people,

obviously.

-Yeah.

-Thefts.

Oh, then of, course,

any violence that may occur.

Um... and then, you know,

more recently,

that has meant murder.

This doesn't bring back

your glory days?

I hear you were

quite the point guard.

You were real proud of that.

I'm just f***ing with you.

Nice handiwork,

by the way.

Is that blood?

Right there.

Don't move.

Stay right there.

Jimmy, this is Dave, over.

Jimmy here, go ahead.

We have what appears

to be human blood

outside the west entrance

of the gymnasium.

Send backup, over.

What?

Do you want to talk about it?

Shh.

Please... don't hurt me.

I know what I did.

I'm sorry for what I did.

I'm so sorry.

God.

Please.

Please.

Please!

I'm a good guy.

I'm changed. Please.

Okay calm down.

Aah! Help!

-Sh*t.

-Help me!

-Shut the f*** up.

-He-e-lp!

Police!

I'll check the kid.

Hey.

Elle.

Elle, are you bleeding?

-No, it's paint.

-What is this?

It's paint!

Daisy. Detective Kennedy.

I-i don't go by Daisy.

It's Skye.

Okay, Skye.

Is there, uh--

is there someplace

we can speak privately?

-I'm sorry, what is this about?

-Calvin Reeves.

Um, I'm actually--

i can't answer any questions

without my lawyer present.

So if you want to talk to me,

you can contact her directly.

Calvin was attacked.

He's in the icu.

Good.

That's very interesting.

So, I've got some news.

Uh, I talked to the department,

and we'd like you

to speak at graduation.

-Are you serious?

-Pretty f***ing serious.

-What do you say?

-Yes.

Excellent.

-Thank you.

-You deserve it.

Back to work.

Oh, my god.

Skye?

Where did you get this?

Where did you get it, Noelle?

A cop questioned me today.

Where were you last night?

Where the f*** were you?

I was working.

Don't lie to me.

What did you do, Elle?

Noelle, what did you do?

-He hurt you.

-What?

And then he went

back to school,

back to graduation,

like it never happened.

No, no, no, no, no, Noelle.

You know what they did?

They put you in the back

of a f***ing room

to gather dust like it

never f***ing happened.

That is what I want.

After everything

he did to you?

Yes. Why would you do this?

I couldn't let him

get away with it.

It's not your responsibility.

Whose responsibility

is it, then?

The cops? The school?

They are not protecting us,

Skye.

-But I will.

-You're not protecting me.

That cop has been following me,

he wants to ask me questions.

Calvin is in the icu.

He's going to tell them.

-What?

-He's going to tell them.

-No.

-He's going to tell them,

and they are going

to come for me.

How could you be so stupid?

All I have ever wanted

was this to be over,

and now it's back

because of you.

Because of you.

Why would you do this?

Oh, my god, I'm going to have

to go back to that.

I'm going to have to prove

that I'm not crazy,

that I didn't--

i didn't do anything.

I didn't want this.

I'll tell them.

I'll tell them what I did.

He's not going to follow you

anymore.

No one's going to

come after you.

First thing in the morning

I'm going to go to the station,

and I'll turn myself in.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I love you.

Hey, Skye.

Help!

No.

No.

Skye.

No!

No!

I'm sorry.

Skye.

No!

Help!

Skye, please don't leave.

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