Revenge Porn Page #2

Table six wants to know where

their check is?

Hello? I'm talking to you?

What's her problem?

What happened?

Sweetie, what's going on?

Um, there's this website,

where guys post pictures of

their ex-girlfriends.

Naked pictures.

And sometimes videos.

What does this have to

do with you?

I have to show you something.

Okay, you have got to be

kidding me, Rachel!

What? Oh my God!

Mom:
The comments.

This is your work address.

I know. That's why I'm here.

That's why I came home early,

because a bunch of them showed up.

They came to your work?

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Nothing really happened.

They just came and said stuff.

And then Ryan kicked them out.

And then they told told Ryan

and Ryan told me.

It's just really sick.

I don't understand how this

could happen.

Is this Troy?

Yeah

- God.

What is this crap?

It's some kind of stalker

website!

That's the guy that runs it.

He runs the website.

A lot of b*tches out there

have it coming.

This isn't just a spank bank

fodder,

though you'll like that part

too.

Remember our motto: Squirt'em

then hurt'em.

Because real men stick together.

Oh my God! Rachel!

Who are these people?

Guys that think they can

get away with it.

Guys like Troy, I guess.

Why did you let Troy take these

pictures?

Because I was stupid Mom!

I don't know! Okay?

Rachel!

Rachel!

- What?

I already feel so stupid.

I don't need you slut shaming me!

Okay.

Okay.

It's just-

Those comments. I'm worried.

I'm worried too.

They drove all the way out

here to find me.

We'll get the pictures

taken down, okay?

I promise.

I write to this Ashton Banks jerk, and I'll

tell him to take down the pictures immediately.

And if he doesn't, my lawyer friend

Carol who will be all over his ass.

How can he say no to that?

Game over.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Um, Mom.

Please don't tell Dad.

He already hates me.

- Your father doesn't hate you.

Just, please.

Okay.

I guess he doesn't need to know.

This will all be over tomorrow.

I promise.

Come here.

It's okay.

Dear Mr. Banks,

I was disgusted finding my

daughter Rachel's

pictures on your website

this afternoon.

They were posted without her

knowledge and against her will.

This is a violation of her right and as

well as a threat of her personal safety.

As several of your so called

gentlemen have already

tracked her down and publicly

humiliated her.

Hey what's up? it's Troy.

I'm not here right now.

Leave me a message and I'll get back to you.

Wow.

I knew you were a liar.

But this is low. Even for you.

You disgust me, Troy.

Mom:
I'm writing to let you know if you won't

take Rachel's pictures down immediately,

my lawyer will issue you an

official cease and desist.

Regards, Barbara Light.

I don't know how you people

sleep at night.

Hey Rach?

Hey.

Rach?

Let's get out of here.

Two tickets for Social

Nightmare, please.

Okay, so what do you feel like?

Action hero with cute butt,

saves everyone from terrorist bomb?

Oh! or a comedian with a cute

butt, has a talking dog.

What about the one where moms don't

talk about butts and we get to go home?

Rachel, stop.

Everything's going to be fine.

Okay, I'm gonna pick the

movie this time.

Okay.

- Hi.

Two for Social Nightmare,

please.

Ready?

Yeah.

Oh, I'm gonna get the popcorn. You get the seats?

- Great.

Oh, hey guys!

Female:
How desperate.

Hi Rachel.

How are you?

Hi. Okay.

How are you?

Great.

Now that you're here.

Alright.

I clicked on the link

you sent me.

You're a naughty girl.

I never sent you anything.

- Don't be embarrassed.

You're a beautiful woman.

Hey Rach-

Is something wrong?

Mom we have to go, now.

- Wait. What's going on?

Mr. White just creeped

on me hard.

Wait. Are you serious?

- Yeah. He saw Life Ruiners. I told you. Let's go.

Troy sent a link to

Mr. White. He had to.

Maybe. But I saw all those girls

that I knew laughing at me in there.

And whispering.

Maybe they saw the website and

decided to mess with me.

Or it could have been any of those

three guys in the restaurant.

Or anyone who's seen the pictures,

which is everyone else in town.

Mom!

You shouldn't have let Troy take

those pictures.

You should have made sure that

he deleted them.

And now you've damaged your

reputation.

Possibly your music career.

And you have put yourself and me

in actual physical danger!

Mom, there is no way that I could have possibly

know all of this was going to happen, okay?

Troy promised me he wouldn't show anybody

and he deleted them right in front of me.

Oh, get a clue, Rachel!

He downloaded them to his

computer first.

Even I know that.

I cannot believe you let

him take naked pictures of you.

In this day and age. I can't believe

you would do something so stupid.

Well I did, okay? I did. Just like

every other girl out there since 1996.

Like no guy has a Polaroid picture of you

with big hair, tan lines, and no shirt.

Where are we going?

Where we should have gone in

the first place.

To the police.

Oh my God.

- Yeah.

So you willingly took

the pictures.

He didn't threaten you, or trick you,

or take them without your knowledge?

It's okay. You can tell her.

Well, we took them together.

You're an adult over eighteen?

She's nineteen.

So what do you want me to do?

Can't we press charges?

You just told me that you, an

adult woman,

willingly took the pictures and

he took them on his own phone.

That means that those pictures

are technically his property and

he can do with them

what he wishes.

Now that may be very well be that he's

a bad person for putting them online.

But the last time I checked,

just being a jerk is not against the law.

So, what do you want me to do?

Okay, but these men

have my address.

They came to my work to find me.

Did they touch you?

Did they make threats?

No but they-

I'll put it in the record and we

will keep it on file.

If they do something, then we

can do something.

But until then-

Okay so we're just supposed to

wait until she gets hurt?

Maybe she'll get raped or kidnapped?

And then you're going to do something?

There is no actual evidence that an actual

person has committed an actual crime.

We're not gonna waste our man

power until there is.

Because while your daughter is

out there sexting,

and taking her shirt off,

we are putting our lives on the line

tracking down thieves and murderers.

I'm just trying to keep my

daughter safe.

Your daughter is an adult.

Adults take responsibility

for their actions.

If there's nothing further,

here's my card.

Mom, let's just go.

This is what I pay taxes for?

Mom, come on.

You just forget.

A waste of time.

Can you believe that?

What a nightmare.

You agreed with her.

You said it earlier.

Yes. No.

It doesn't matter.

I just want the cops

to do their job.

Okay, well where are

we going now?

Well they said that Troy owned the picture.

So he can take it down.

He won't talk to me.

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