Social Suicide Page #5

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- Take a breath.

- [Voiceover] Tell us.

(sobbing)

- Okay.

Okay, you're right.

I was scared of him.

Whenever I said no to something he wanted,

he threatened me.

It was like there was two sides to him.

I didn't think anyone would believe me

'cause people like him so much.

I was lucky to be his friend.

- He exploited you.

- Go on.

- He killed someone in front of me.

And I haven't got anyone to go to.

- I think he's dead.

- What?

It was an accident.

I swear.

- You killed him.

- No, no, no!

No!

(thud)

- [Voiceover] Reese

knew what he was doing.

- Give me the card.

- [Voiceover] He knew the

camera could prove it.

- I couldn't stop him.

- We better get our story straight.

(dramatic music)

- He killed Ty, but I

had no idea about Julia.

I honestly thought he loved her.

I thought he was my friend.

Can I go home now, please?

- Can I have a word?

- Yeah.

(sighs)

(footsteps approaching)

- That boy's had enough.

You've got the CCTV and his

testimony, now let him go.

- Look, I know he's had a rough time,

but not before we're finished.

- Balthazar has serious anxiety issues,

as well as numerous other conditions.

- He told me he had no medical issues.

- Well he lied.

Now, you keep on pressing

him, his testimony will be

inadmissible.

- Sh*t!

This is your fault, you

were supposed to sort this!

- [Emerson] I didn't attack him!

- Next time I'll get a

more appropriate adult.

Is he still on medication?

- He'll be on a cocktail for life.

Let him go.

- Christ!

Yes, hello, this is

Detective Inspector Dalton.

Yes.

Listen, I need you to check

Julia Coulson's system

for a specific substance.

Something like an anti-anxiety

drug or an anti-depressant.

Yes.

Great, thank you, can you

get straight back to me?

Great.

- Ma'am?

- Hmm?

- Balthazar posted about

Lorazepam on one of those

suicide sites, just last night.

He asked how much would be

fatal and how much would

put someone into a coma.

- You're free to go.

- Interview concluded at 1952.

Keep videoing, mate.

Next time you should do one with your cat.

- Everyone loves a kitty on a Hoover.

You going to be alright?

We have a number of programs and people

that can help, we have youth support...

- Thanks.

For getting me out of here.

- You're welcome.

- How is she?

- Julia?

I hear she's slowly

coming around, silly girl.

- And Reese?

- Still out there.

Remember, he's not a friend of yours.

- No, he might do something stupid.

I need to get to him.

- Balthazar.

You need to stop recording

and start participating.

- I'm on the verge of making

a video the world will watch.

Remember to share.

(soft music)

When can I get my equipment?

- When we're finished with it.

- Oh, hi, yeah, can I

order some flowers for

Julia Coulson, please?

Yeah, can you let me know her room number?

Online ordering, internet never sleeps.

Great, thanks.

(dramatic music)

- Careful, take your time.

Yeah, just get it around the borders.

(phone vibrating)

That's it, keep it up.

- Yes, what is he up to?

Really?

Okay, we're on our way.

(sighs)

(dramatic music)

Where is she?

(indistinct radio chatter)

- See you in a bit.

(dramatic music)

(machines beeping)

- I'm so sorry.

- She's fine, yeah?

- They're keeping her

alive for her organs.

I heard the doctors saying it earlier.

- She looks so real.

- Too bad you destroyed the card.

Would've proved you innocent.

- Two people died.

Doesn't that mean anything to you?

I think you killed him.

- What?

- He's dead.

- It was an accident.

So sorry, Reese.

I... I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it!

I can't go to prison, I can't.

- Yeah.

Ty, no.

- I'm not a murderer.

Ty!

What are you doing?

- This is...

- Why didn't you help?

- This is the million.

- Give me the card.

- What?

The Holy Grail?

- You can't post it!

- But it's my footage!

- You're sick in the head.

- You're right.

I'm sorry.

- I need to go to the police.

- Your fingerprints are all over him.

They'll find out you hated each other.

You'll be arrested.

I'm the only one who can clear your name.

I can back you up.

I saw it all, Reese.

I can tell the police.

I'll tell Julia the truth.

- Julia.

(machines beeping)

- You're doing alright,

you're doing alright.

Yeah, cool.

It works!

It bloody works!

- Yes, Dalton.

Okay, yeah, thank you doctor.

There was Lorazapam in her system, hurry.

(phone beeping)

- Where's Dalton?

- No idea.

- It's from the broken SD card.

- [Voiceover] Ty!

- Ty jumped!

- Yeah.

- Why didn't you help?

- She was right.

- Hughie?

He jumped? No.

- Reese.

It's time to let go.

- Forgive me, Julia.

- If it wasn't for you,

she'd still be alive.

- It's your stupid stunts!

That's why this happened,

why any of it happened!

- You wanted to be in these videos!

- No, you begged me to do that sh*t.

I never went looking for you!

(crying softly)

We took our vows.

'Til death do us part.

(soft music)

Here's to you, my love.

- Hugh, mate?

- Yes?

No.

(phone ringing)

(door slams)

(gasps)

- Hugh, come look at this.

This is delayed, this is not a live feed.

There's a delay.

- That's two.

- Leave it with me, I can do this.

Two minutes.

- Come on!

Try and find every server

within a mile of his address.

Sh*t, I knew it!

- Where are the people

that we left on guard

outside her room?

Okay, we have to kill that feed!

Do you understand?

Christ, faster.

- Reese?

Reese?

P-please wake up.

Please wake up!

Oh God.

Please!

Reese? Reese?

Why won't you wake up?

Oh!

Oh, God!

Oh, God, please!

- How are we doing downstairs?

We don't have five minutes,

we don't even have two!

- Can you try and help us out, people?

We're really struggling, thank you,

as quickly as possible.

- Make it half that, cheers.

How are we doing?

- [Voiceover] Police

are on their way, Hugh!

- [Voiceover] Take that down, then.

(soft music)

(gasps)

- I can't watch it.

(police siren wailing)

(tires squealing)

(pounding on door)

- Julia!

Julia, wake up!

Julia, open the door!

Get this open!

- Out of the way!

(grunting)

Film me!

(soft music)

You all watched?

Yeah, well now it's your

time to redeem yourselves.

This boy.

This boy, Balthazar, find him!

(sirens wailing)

(dramatic music)

- O'Rourke, get a move on, come on!

(dramatic music)

He said somewhere in

Borough, near the market.

Hughie's trying to pinpoint him.

Is that him?

(sirens wailing)

Sh*t, you can get around the back.

There, there!

(rock music)

- Balthazar, stop!

Stop.

Balthazar.

Balthazar.

(people murmuring)

- Are you filming it?

- Stop it.

- I can't believe it's him.

- Stop filming!

- Just take it easy.

- See, how do you like it, huh?

(cackling)

- Balthazar, come on.

Just tell me what happened.

- He owed me!

I had two deaths on camera

and Reese destroyed them!

- For what, a million hits guaranteed?

- He replaced me!

Stop filming me, please!

Stop it!

- Come on.

It's alright, come on, you stop this now,

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