- ♪♪ Live it up
like there's no tomorrow ♪ ♪ Hands up
if you wanna be free ♪ ♪ We'll live it up
like there's no tomorrow ♪♪ - Can I have
your attention, please? Everyone, can I-- CAN I HAVE
YOUR ATTENTION, PLEASE?! (song stops)
Thank you. And thank you all so much for coming. You are all awesome. - Woohoo!
- I have a very special announcement to make. I just refreshed Monica's page and guess what?
(beeping) 200,000 followers!
(crowd cheering) - Speech!
- Speech! - Speech!
- Speech! - Uh, thank you, all. I am so grateful and... Oh, we should all thank Lenore
for letting us have the party here.
(crowd cheering) - Way to go, you guys! - Haha! Um, thanks so much
and enjoy the party. (crowd cheering)
(electronic dance music playing) (indistinct song playing) - You're on your way
to the top, girl. We're gonna take over
the world together. (Monica sighing)
(cell phone ringing and buzzing) (ominous music) - Um, Skylar, I need a minute. - What's wrong?
- Nothing. I just... I just need a second, OK? - You're a rock star, Monica! - Yeah. Sorry, just one second. (indistinct conversations)
(electronic dance music playing) Oh, wow! A five-year contract? (ominous music)
That's amazing! Yes, yes, I will
talk to my mom, and I'll get back to you
when I can. Thanks so much. - You betrayed me. - Skylar. Can we please talk? I am so grateful for
all the help that you give me. Like, you showed me
how to build my following and... things, but I'm gonna be
a big model soon. - I didn't just help,
I am your manager! - Not anymore.
You scare me, Skylar. I mean, you're always
telling me what to wear or what to eat.
- All managers do that! - I don't care. I want real professionals
handling my career. You're just
a high school kid. - You... have no idea
what you're talking about. You are so drunk, you can
barely stand up straight. You have no idea
what you're even saying! - Take your hand
off me, Skylar! - I'm sorry, I just want
to talk about this. - No. No.
(sniffling) Please leave me alone.
♪♪♪ - OK then. Just one more thing, Monica. - What's that?
- AAAH! (Monica screaming) (electronic dance music playing)
(indistinct chatter) - It's all your fault, Monica. You made me do it. It's all your fault. (beeping) - Another millimetre
with the spinal impact, and she could have
been paralyzed. Her blood alcohol level
was very high, but ironically, it might
have saved her life. When a fall like this happens,
the body usually locks up which can lead
to far more serious injury In an intoxicated state,
the muscles relax. (ominous music)
- Ms. Davis, I'm so sorry. Monica had gone off by herself,
I went to look for her, but... it all happened so fast. - Can you tell me
she's gonna be OK? (sobbing)
Tell me she's
gonna wake up soon. - We're not sure.
It's touch and go. - No. - It's OK, Ms. Davis. (Ms. Davis sobbing)
- Oh, my baby. ♪♪♪ (sighing) (cell phone beeping) (chuckling) - I guess I didn't
tell you, Monica. Got a new BFF
for a while now. It's a shame
you'll never get to meet her. ♪♪♪ -<i> Happy Sunday, fans!</i> <i> I mean, all 500 of you
who watch this silly thing.</i> <i> It is I, Jessica Lake,</i> <i> reporting yet again
from the battlements</i> <i> or horror and humanity.</i> <i> The horror being what happens
tomorrow morning</i> <i> which, as you all know,
is my first Monday</i> <i> at the dreaded new school</i> <i> in the strange and alien land
of Philadelphia.</i> <i> And yes, I have nothing to wea.</i> <i> So here's a fun little tip
for all you ladies out there</i> <i> with an entire closet
of nothing to wear.</i> <i> It ain't as bad as you think.
Style is fluid,</i> <i> Nostalgia and vintage
are always in.</i> <i> So, be original,
like your good pal Jessica.</i> <i> Be proud.
You're watching</i> J-Lake TV. ♪♪♪ (cell phone ringing) Hey there, Mystery Machine. - "Mystery Machine"?
You mean, like in<i> Scooby-Doo?</i> - [I mean, like the awesome] mystery girl I finally get
to meet tomorrow. [I've been really anxious.] - Oh, I hope
that's a good thing. - Well, I've never had a friend like you before: a cyber pal. (chuckling)
- Don't worry, I am just as fabulous
in the real world. (Jessica chuckling)
You know, I looked back over
all our e-mails the other day. [Do you realize
we've sent over 200 e-mails] to each other
over the last 3 months? - What? That not unusual.
Statistically speaking, new friends text each other
thousands of times. - I just meant
it's kind of cool, silly. - Yeah, right, of course. - What's wrong? You're not yourself today. [You didn't text me back
last night either.] - Jessica, things... might be a bit strange
when you get to school [tomorrow. Something] happened last night. (cell phone ringing)
(woman sighing) ♪♪♪
- My little girl. (menacing music)
- Hi. Ms. Davis, has there been any change?
- No. - I am so, so sorry.
I want to help in whatever way I can.
Brought you some lunch. - Haven't you done
enough already? You turned my daughter into this! I didn't want any of this for her,
and you know that. She used to be
a straight-A student
before she got into all of this. Now, she's... she's hanging
between life and death. And you're the one
who's responsible. Excuse me? Has there been any change?
Is she gonna be OK?
- It could be better. It could be worse.
Her vitals are still very weak. - Will that change soon? - Time will tell. I think the best thing would be
for you to get some sleep. There's nothing we can do
at the moment. It's a wait
and see situation. ♪♪♪ (door closing) - Thank God you're home!
I tried calling. I was... Listen, I was having
so much trouble with the garbage disposal,
and I couldn't get the stain off the kitchen sink.
- You can't do anything when you're stinking
drunk, Doreen. You're gonna
go to work like that too? - Well, it's the night shift,
nobody notices anything. Besides, I can't clean if
I don't have the right
floor polish and my back hurts real bad.
- JUST STOP TALKING! - You don't have to yell at me.
Skylar, we're family. We're like sisters. Your... your mother would have
wanted us to get-- - We are not sisters. I never had a sister, and
my mother doesn't want anything. She's dead. ♪♪♪ Oh, Monica...
you brought this all on yourself,
stabbing me in the back. Probably did you
a favour anyway, you couldn't have handled
being a star. Better be prepared
just in case you pull through. ♪♪♪ (typing on keyboard) (electronic chime) What?!
- Skylar, uh, I-I'm sorry about everything.
I... I know I can be kind of hotheaded sometimes,
and it always gets me into trouble. I mean, my life was hard. - OK... Well, if you're looking
for the sympathy vote, dear cousin, you're standing
in the wrong doorway. My mother took you in
and let you live here, but she's gone now
and this is my house. You need to hold up your end
around here or you need
to get out. - You... you sound
just like her. - What did you say
to me, Doreen? I said, "You sound
just like her." ♪♪♪
She was a control freak, Skylar,
just like you. And now... She used to bully all of us,
and now you're doing the same thing--
- DON'T you ever say that. I am not my mother.
I am nothing like my mother.
Now, GO DRY OUT! - (boy): No. I-I couldn't. (indistinct chatter) - (boy): What's going on?
- (girl): Hey. - Hey. You're new, right?
- Hi. Yeah. - I'm Rick. Rick Jenkins.
- Hi, Rick-Rick Jenkins. Your parents must have loved
that name; they gave it
to you twice. - You're funny.
- I'm Jessica. Guess it's a bad time
for dumb jokes. - Yeah. It's a hell of a day
to be the new girl, let's say. - Yeah, I've heard
about what happened. It's all so terrible.
- I know. (ominous music)
- Oh, my God! It's the Mystery Machine.
- Hi, Jess. - How are you holding up? - I didn't sleep much.
- Any news? I saw some kids crying.
- Yeah, it's pretty touch and go.
She's in critical condition. But I'm gonna call her mom later
and see how she's doing. - Mm-hmm.
- Yeah. I see that you've met
our resident super jock, Rick's the man around here.
- I can't really help that footballs just
kind of jump into my hands. (Skylar chuckling)
- Well, we're getting
late, we better go. This place is a labyrinth,
but you'll get the hang of it. - Welcome to my nightmare.
(students laughing) It's always a little scary
subbing a new class a few months
into the school year, but you will find
that I am fun and fair and awesome as hell. Now, it seems like
we are missing a few warm bodies
around here. (knocking) Oh, hello, people!
We were just talking about you. - Sorry. We were just
showing the new girl how to get to class.
That is Jessica Lake, everybody. - Hello, Ms. Lake.
Welcome. Please take a seat
with the others. - Yes, Ma'am. - Now, back to business.
Our new curriculum will focus on the works
of Harlan Ellison and Philip K. Dick.
Does anybody know who they are? - Yeah, science-fiction writers. - (Ms. Kessling): Very good! It should at least keep you
awake in my classroom. - He's really cool. No GF either. You like?
- Maybe. - Are we having trouble
paying attention this morning, Ms. Lake.
♪♪♪ I think I'll need to see you
after class, Ms. Lake. Now then, Ellison and Dick, two postmodern geniuses
of the written word. ♪♪♪
(indistinct conversations) - Hi, Ms. Davis. I'm just calling to see
if there's any changes. - Yes, I know. I've gotten
your last five messages, Skylar. - I'm... I'm so sorry
to be a nuisance. I just... I just really want to know how she's doing. - Skylar, Monica is stabilizing. [She's still not awake yet,] but there's hope now. [They're moving her
out of the ICU] into a private room.
♪♪♪ - (stuttering):
Ms. Davis, that's amazing! - [Yes, it is.] [I need to make myself
perfectly clear.] You need to back off. [I'll let the school know
how she's doing,] and they'll inform you.
Just, please, [stop calling me, OK?] - Calm down. Calm down. Calm down.
You can deal with this. Don't be WEAK! - What am I gonna do
with you, kiddo? - I really am sorry, Mom. It's just sometimes
when you're in a new place, it's easy to get distracted
by all the new faces. I met Skylar for the first time this morning.
She's really cool. - Fair enough. I'm glad that you're making
friends so fast. I knew that this move
would be weird for you. I didn't like having to leave in
the middle of the school year. - Mom, we've been
over all that. It's fine. I'm fine. And... change is good.
- Change is good. - Haha!
- Alright. Get to class, kiddo. I'll write you a hall pass.
- Thanks, Mom. (crickets chirping)<i>
- "We miss you, Monica.</i> "We love you. She's gonna pull through." Well, that's not gonna happen. (unsettling music) Now, I'm gonna take it
all back, Monica. Everything I gave you. You won't get to be
anything more. (door closing) - Sorry I'm late.
I brought dinner. I had a meeting with
the principal. They might have a permanent position for me
sooner than I thought. - Skylar wants me to go with her
to the hospital tomorrow, to see Monica. - Do you not want to go? - It's just so tragic. She was a huge star online. It's how I met Skylar,
through her feed. - Well, you know how I feel
about social media. - "The root of all evil."
- No, of course not. I just... I believe everything
in moderation. And besides, it's like Pixapost, they just
prey on our basic
human weaknesses: loneliness,
the need to belong. Promises there
can be very false. - How is having
a community false? - Because it's not a community!
Not for real. I mean, humans being together,
that's a community, not some culture
based on how many likes or followers
we can get. - I guess so, but there has
to be some good in it. Social media is here
to stay, Mom. - Yeah, it can be a great tool
for reaching people, I just... I just think
we need balance. I mean, too much of the stuff
desensitizes us to reality. Do you remember the other night
we were out to dinner, and we saw these people
sitting at the table across from us?
- They were all
looking at their phones. - And not with each other.
They were a family IRL.
- Hahaha! - That means
in real life, right? - Yeah.
- Oh, God, I... I must sound like
some preachy old lady. - You sound
like a good mom, Mom. And I hear what you're saying,
I really do. I just wish bad things
didn't happen to good people. (eerie music) (monitor beeping) - You need to go home
and get a good sleep, Ms. Davis. (sighing)
- I couldn't possibly. - She is gonna be fine.
And you need to take
care of yourself. I'll call you a ride share,
and you can be back nice
and fresh in the morning. ♪♪♪
(sniffling) (sinister music) (clicking) ♪♪♪ (car door closing) (beep) (door closing)
♪♪♪ (monitor beeping)
♪♪♪ - This will act fast. It's nothing personal, Monica.
(tense music) You've been replaced. (monitor beeping) (monitor beeping faster) (long beep) (door opening) ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ (sobbing) Thank you for coming
to the funeral. There's so many kids there. - I'm sorry.
I'm such a mess. - Oh, no, don't be. (Lenore sniffling) That poor girl. - I know.
- (Rick): Hey. - Hey. (Rick sighing) - I never know what to say
at times like this. Feels so surreal. - Hey, it's our lunch period
now, and we should go. - OK.
- OK. I'll catch you later, Jess?
- I'd like that. - Alright. Bye. ♪♪♪ - I didn't even know
Monica at all, but I still
understand grief. When my dad died, it was awful. I miss him a lot. - I never knew
my real dad. He left my mom
when I was little. (sniffling)
- You haven't ever
said much about her. - She had a lot
of men around. They all left, took advantage of her. She couldn't control a lot in her life, so she tried
to control me, I guess. (somber music)
It got bad sometimes. I went out to a movie
one night, and... ...someone broke into the house
and shot her. - Oh, my God! Skylar... I'm so sorry. - I think it was
the guy she was dating. He was a total piece of work.
Disappeared after she died. The police never
found him. I mean, I am dealing with it just like we're all dealing
with Monica, but... ...I just feel so... alone. - I think you're amazing. And you're not alone. I have an idea. Why don't we do
something fun after school, something to get our minds off
all this dark stuff. OK?
- (softly): OK. (girl laughing)<i>
Don't be</i> silly! Of course,
I like boys, I go on dates, but now is not the time
to be boy crazy, Jess. It's time to plan
for the future. - Well, that's fine,
but sometimes we need to kick our shoes off.
So to speak. See, I have this theory that everyone is
a beautiful statue waiting to happen. It's just a matter
of clearing away the small pieces first. So... shall we dance? (both chuckling)
(energetic electronic music) - No. That's more your style.
- Yeah. - Ooh, so great!
- So cute! ♪♪♪ - Hmmm... - Are we happy? - Oh, my God!
We are so happy, Jessica! - Mind if I take a picture?
- Of course! Take all the pictures.
I want everyone to see. You know, I could help you
grow your fan base, Jessica. I know ways to make all this
really pay off. - I'd like a career in fashion,
but my blog is so small. Turn your head
a little that way. Perfect!
- You won't be small for long. We could do weekly videos
just like this with live streaming. I can
set up personal appearances too. Oh, Jessica, you could do this
for so many other girls! You could really be a star. ♪♪♪ (crickets chirping) - Oh, wow! You look amazing, Skylar! You gotta tell me
how you did it. - My friend Jessica did
my hair and stuff. She has a fashion blog,
you can go look on there and get all the tips you need.
- Oh, well, I don't have a computer. You know that. And my phone is so old. - Go to the library or the
internet café down the street. - Oh, wow, it's just amazing
what she managed to do with your look. Hey, maybe
you could manage Jessica the way you managed
that other girl. I could help. - You could help? What do you know
about personnel management? - Well, you could show me, I learn real fast. We could be partners. - I'm not partners
with anyone but myself. See, I'm gonna be rich
by the time I'm 21, and now that my mother's gone,
I don't have anyone telling me what to do, so...
- Sky, I get it, Annie-Ann was a tyrant, and she made both of our lives
a living hell. But that doesn't mean
we can't help each other now. Right? - Yeah. I think I'd rather
if you just left me alone. (sinister music) (sighing) You need exposure, girl, someone who can tell
the whole world how awesome you are. (sighing) First, a cleverly worded posting that will get
everybody's attention. And now, we find your audience,
which is fortunately almost every
teenage girl on the Internet. And we send our little post to all of them. We are gonna take over
the world together... ...best friend. - (Rick): Wow!
You two look great today. - It's all Jessica,
she's a magician! (cell phone beeping)
- You've got to be fricking kidding!
2000 new followers?! Some people go 6 years with only 200 followers. - Well, I guess
you're not "some people" anymore now, are you, Jess?
- Hey, before we all run off, I was wondering,
do you want to hang out tonight? I mean,
it's Friday and all. - What did you have in mind? - I thought that you said we
were hanging out tonight, Jess. - Oh, yeah,
I did say that. Sorry. Unless you can find a hot date for my best friend.
(girls chuckling) - Actually, I think
I could arrange that. Yeah. I'll text you, OK?
- OK. OK.
- Alright. - OK. Jessica... - Is that Jessica Lake?
- Who? - Look, Is that Jessica Lake?
- That's Jessica Lake! It's her! It's her!
It's her! Hi, Jessica! - Um, hi. Do we know
each other? - Oh, Jessica, this is
my friend Alexa. She's a really big fan
of <i> J-Lake TV.</i> - Such a huge fan! Your videos
are like straight fire. I did my eyes like you said
in last one... - So you did.
Looks really cool! - Um, can we actually
get a photo? - Yeah.
- Well, sure. I'd love to. - OK, perfect! (camera click)
Thank you. - You're welcome.
- Awww! - Um, share it
with me. - I thought we were supposed
to be on a double date tonight. - Hmmm... no harm
in multitasking. - You posted we were
gonna be here. - Why not? It's fun, right?
- Let's just grab our seats, OK? - Oh, wait, wait. Look,
I want to show you something. I spoke to the boutique
I was telling you about, Ellen's Place, and they want you
to do a video there. It's cool, right?
- That's so cool! - Would you like to
take advantage of that?
Maybe go shopping with us? - We get to be on<i> J-Lake TV?</i>
- Of course! I'll show you all my special
tricks. I'll see you all there? - Yes.
- Yes, yes, yeah! - Enjoy your dinner, ladies.
- Thank you! - That's so cool! (indistinct pop song playing)
- Hey. It's a cool place, huh?
- Yeah, it is. - OK. OK, yeah.
See you soon. Bye! We're all set, Jess. (Skylar giggling)
- Have a seat. So, Skylar,
this is, um... Adam, meet Skylar.
- Hi. Skylar Madison. So nice to meet you.
- Alright. Would the lovely lady
like a seat?
- Oh! The lovely lady
would love a seat. (laughing) - Hmm, do you guys always
travel with an entourage? (girls laughing) (foreboding music) ♪♪♪
- Nurse's scrubs? <i> You're full of secrets,
Skylar...</i> ...and get away with things. But not anymore. (sighing) - So then, Coach benches me
for the rest of the year. You know, I showed
that son of a bitch, caught a full football
scholarship just this week. Dad made it happen. - I'm sure he's
very proud of you. - Hey, you bet he is. And you're
a damn lucky girl tonight. - OK. Just slow down, buddy. - Oh, come on!
- OK, buddy, I said, hands off! - What the hell's wrong
with you, man? Lighten up. I'll make
things right, just play nice. - (Rick): Should we go
after her? - (Jessica): No, she'll be fine.
I'd be more worried about him.
(door closing) - Look, I'm sorry, I... He used to be a really good guy. I don't know
what happened to him tonight. - Smelled like
straight whisky to me. - You think I'm so dumb,
don't you, Skylar? You never want
to share anything. (typing on keyboard)
♪♪♪ (sighing) You were a real bitch,
Annie-Ann. You made both of our lives
a living hell. But you didn't deserve
to die for it. The question is who really killed you? - Hey, do you want a ride? My car is right here.
- Just leave me alone. - Come on, let me apologize.
I'm lousy at first impressions. - I'm warning you.
- I promise, once you get to know me,
I mean, really know me, it's real fun. (kick)
UGH! Oh, you are a psycho! - And you're weak, Adam. Now, why don't you be a good boy
and run on home before this gets a lot uglier. (sighing) (sighing) (suspenseful music) (bird singing)
-<i> OK, so they're giving you</i> free clothes to shop if you say nice things
about them on your blog? - Well, I'm bringing
some other girls along. Some fans.
They get a big discount. I'm gonna do
a whole segment with them. - And Skylar is setting this
all up for you? - Well, I guess so.
Something like that. But it's cool, right?
- I guess so. - Mom... what's really
on your mind? You can tell me. - Well, do you remember
how we talked last week about how people
misrepresent themselves on social media? You don't really know this Skylar Madison girl.
- I know she's brilliant. She's been nothing
but nice to everyone. And she lost a parent, too. We have a lot in common. (doorbell ringing) - Oh, that must be
the dresser delivery. I have some unpacking to do.
Hey, did you finish your room? - Signed, sealed and delivered. - OK, we'll talk
about all this later. (beeping) - "Doreen Madison." Well, that's interesting. (cell phone ringing) - I'm fine. I'm fine. Hello?
- [Um, hi.] This is Jessica Lake.
Is this Doreen? - Oh, hiii!
Yes, this is she. [Thanks for calling.] I'm Skylar's cousin.
We live together. - Really?
In her mom's old house? She never mentioned that.
- [Ah.] Well, yeah, I'm not surprised.
We live very different lives. ♪♪♪
[So I was wanting to talk] to you about Skylar.
- [Well, I don't have] much time right now,
but I've been planning something
and maybe you could help. - Oh! Yeah, sure. What's up? - Well, her birthday
is coming up, and I was thinking about--
- A surprise party? - You're a mind reader. [Awesome!] Now, I know
it's last minute and all, but I have a lot
of new followers from school these days, and I think
we can pull it off. - Well, sure! I mean--
(clearing her throat) I mean, I'd be willing to help
in whatever way I can. [I'm very excited to meet] Skylar's friends
and you too. - You go in my room last night?
- No. - My clothes were all messed up.
- I swear I didn't go in there. I cleaned the whole house,
just like you want it. Everything's cool. - I know you're up to something, and you better just pray
I don't find out what. - This way. (girls laughing)
- (Jessica): Super high heels. - Yes!
- Really cute for a night out. Skinny jeans.
You already got it figured out. Red. A pop of colour with a simple outfit is all
you need to make a statement. Pair of sneakers, a casual top.
It doesn't do, like, some knee-high thing.
More neutral like this. This is really nice.
- Selfie! Selfie! Selfie! - ...colour on you
really makes you pop. So I would pair you
some simple black shoes. (female singer vocalizing) - Oh, my God!
- The navy blue accents... - Very, very cool!
- Everybody in! Yes! (girls giggling) - Oh, so cute! - Yeah!
- Thank you! - Are we happy?
- We are happy! - Ah, ladies, this is amazing! It is gonna be up
on Jess' feed very soon. - Thanks, Jess,
you're so awesome! - You're welcome.
- Can I see it? - Of course. - See you in a little while.
- Look so great. (sinister music) - Come on.
- See you. See you. - What was that about?
- Oh, you know, gratitude of the masses. Hey, let's get a bite
to eat, I'm starving. - I should go
ride share here... - No problem,
I'll drive you. Jessica, your blog is getting
a ton of traffic. It's really blowing up. I'm so happy for you! - I had almost a hundred
private messages this morning. All from girls
who want fashion tips. - We can make bank
off of this. - I just liked making
those girls so happy. Did you see their faces? - You can do that
for so many others. And once we grow you to
200,000 followers, we can write our own ticket.
I have seen Internet peeps parlay their online videos
into major deals: cable shows, movies,
you name it. I'm already working on
setting up your next appearance. (Jessica chuckling)
(cell phone ringing) (smooth jazz playing) So look, I have to go by Rick's place
for a few minutes; why don't you come with me
and we can talk about this on the way.
- Sure! ♪♪♪ - Rick, I'm here. (cheering) Happy birthday,
best friend! - It isn't 'til Monday! - I know, but we wanted
to surprise you. You've been so great to me. - You rock, Skylar! Haha!
- Come on. Come on.
- Haha! - (together):
♪♪ Happy birthday to you ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪ Happy birthday, dear Skylar ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪ (cheering) (disquieting music)
- This is beautiful, you guys. - Well... aren't you gonna
blow out your candles? - Oh!
- Go on! - Of course. Of course. (cheering) How did she get here?
Where did you two meet? - She followed me online.
You don't mind, right? - No. No! On, my gosh, no! - Good. OK. - So, uh... you know, when Skylar
was a little girl, she was smarter than all the other kids.
Still is. She's the most awesome kid
in your school. (distressing music) - (Jessica): So, shall we
cut this thing? - Oh, hell, yeah! And what's your name,
pretty lady? I don't think we got a chance to meet before.
- I'm Lenore Poe. And you're Doreen, right?
- Yes. And I think
we're all gonna be really, really, really
good friends from now on. - Sweet!
- Aren't we, Skylar? - Don't I know it. Mmmm... You know what? I'm going to go
to the ladies' room. I'll be back in just a sec.
♪♪♪ Oh, my God. Calm down. Calm down! SKYLAR, get a grip. Think. Think. Think. Think. Think. Did you see the look
on Doreen's face? She knows something. She's trying
to infiltrate your friends. You better do
something about this, little genius, and do it now. Don't be weak. Be in charge. - So, you and Lenore used to be
a thing, right? - No. We're... we're
friends from school. She dated my older brother.
He was a senior last year. He went off
to college. They broke up. - But Skylar told me
you guys were... you know.
(indistinct pop song playing) - It's kind of my point that... I don't know.
I made the mistake of following her online
after the breakup. And, you know,
I liked her pictures, I messaged her
just the once or... People got the wrong idea.
My brother got the wrong idea because he didn't speak
to me for two months. I spoke to Lenore,
we cleared the air, but it took some time. - So, everyone thought
that you were trying to get with your brother's ex? That... that must
have sucked. - That's why I got off
social media. I realized it's... it's a place where everyone gets
the wrong idea about everything. (people laughing and chattering) - We need to talk. In private. Now. - What do you want?
Oh, please, more drink. OK, that was
really rude, Skylar. - I'll tell you
what's rude, Doreen: you. This whole thing stinks. Jessica said the two of you
met online; now, how the hell
did that happen? - Tshh! I went
to the library like you said
and I made a profile. - You're lying. You went in my room
and messed with my stuff. - So? What are you
worried about, Skylar? You don't have
anything to hide. Do you? (alarming music)
- Here's the thing, dear cousin. I'm gonna
call you a ride-share car. You're gonna walk out of here
and wait for it on the curb while you sober up.
You're gonna get in that car and go straight home. If you don't
do that right now, I guarantee
you'll be sorry tomorrow. (scoffing) - Always trying to tell me
what to do. - I'm in charge.
- Oh! That is your mother talking. (tense music) - I'm warning you, Doreen.
- You know what? You go to hell!
I'm older than all of you, I'm the adult here! (Doreen slumping to the floor) - Still alive.
Just barely breathing. Yeah, OK, OK, OK, OK. (dance music playing)
(indistinct chatter) - Hey, have you guys
seen Skylar? - Hmm! She went over there
with that strange older lady. - Thanks. ♪♪♪ Skylar? - Oh, Jessica. Oh, my God! I was just about to come
looking for you. - What? What happened?
- I... She got drunk and slipped and hit her head.
- I'll call an ambulance. - No! Wait. This could be
really bad for her. She almost lost her job being wasted.
She's supposed to be in A.A. If they find out... I think, I think she's OK.
It's just you and Rick help me get her
home, please. - OK.
- OK. Thank you.
(door closing) - (Rick): Watch your head. There we go. - Where am I?
What happened? - I think she'll be fine.
Just, uh... just call me. If you need
anything, OK, call me. - Thanks, Rick. I'll see you
at school tomorrow. - Yeah. See you.
- Bye. (engine revving up)
(ominous music) - (Doreen): Hmm, my head. - Hey there.
Feeling better? - What happened?
- You slipped on the stairs. - I think you just had
one too many. - Yeah. I think
you're right about that. Aw, man,
from now on, no more drinking. Not another drop. I never want
to lose control like that again. - I have to get home.
Are you sure Doreen will be OK? - She just needs some sleep
and an A.A. meeting. - OK.
- Um, before you go,
I wanted to give you this. - Your business plan? - It's a management agreement.
- Ohhh... Um... wow! - It means we'd be partners.
Will you look it over? - I will. You take care
of your cousin, OK? - She's a tough cookie. - OK. Good night.
- Night. (creepy music) - Aaah... (drawer closing) - Not anymore. Never again. We're not finished, Skylar. Not by a long shot. - You're getting
popular really fast. I saw your blog
and your profile; you're over
10,000 followers now. - Skylar's been
promoting me. She's really good at finding
kids online with
certain interests. She even has a contract
all worked out. Look. - Interesting.
Do you mind if I look this over?
I want to make sure it's fair. - OK, Mom, but... you should know... the fashion thing is what I want
to do with my life. There are so many girls out there who have no idea
how special they are. I want to show them
that they can be special... that it was inside them
all along. - Honey, that's... really beautiful.
And I'll support you whatever you want to do.
I think it's really cool actually.
- Thanks, Mom. (Ding!)
- Notes on Jessica Lake. It's progressing as planned. I project at least 50K followers
within a 2-week time. By then, we can expect offers from at least
two major clothing companies, who I'm already in touch with. That should translate
to revenues of at least 10K within the second month. Then, once 200,000 followers
are reached, we can pick our marques. Basically, Ms. Lake is
the perfect online influencer, a working-class celebrity so speak. And she's all mine. OK! OK! Let's give our best girl
a little breathing room. She's got another event
coming up very soon, and we'll keep you all posted
when it happens. - Be proud! You're
on<i> j.lake.tv.</i> - We love you, Jessica!
(girls screaming) - Oh, don't forget!
Two pages on<i>
and I Must Scream</i> <i> I Have No Mouth</i> by Friday.
- (boy): Alright. - (whispering): Two minutes, OK? - So, I watched that video you did last night. It was really fun!
You have a way with that stuff. - Thanks, Mom.
I really love doing it. - And I also, um, looked over
that contract Skylar gave you.
- Uh-ohhh! (disquieting music)
- Just hear me out. This.... agreement is very pointed,
very specific. Do you realize she's asking you
for a 10-year term? - Yeah, that's a long time. - And that's just the part
I could understand. The rest is written
in this ironclad legalese that even I can't pronounce,
and I'm an English teacher. - Haha!
- Now, I'm serious. She had a lawyer
draw that up, or a team
of lawyers, and I'd like to have
somebody look it over who knows exactly
what it means. Will you at least
give me time to do that? - OK, Mom. No harm
in being too careful. But don't worry so much. - I don't mean
to be so serious. I really am proud of you. - Hmm. - Alright, get to class,
superstar.
- Bye, Mom. (sighing) - Hey, girl!
Are you around in a bit? I have some stuff
I want to run by you. - Jessica: [No problem.]
- OK. Awesome! I... I'll be there
in about half an hour. ♪♪♪ (exhaling) (glass shattering noise) Aaah, Doreen... Is that my mother's crystal vase
in pieces on the floor there? - Yeah. I guess it is. Oops!
- You're gonna have to stop screwing up
like this. - Those are your mother's
things, Skylar. You only have them
because she's dead. Just like you only have
any money because she's dead. I've been thinking about that
a lot lately. Just like I've been
thinking a lot about what happened
the other night. - Doreen,
you were plastered. - Well, sure, but I am damn sober now, and I'm starting
to remember a few things. Like... you were really,
really angry at me. You've been a scheming brat
your whole life, and I know you keep secrets. - Doreen... clean up that mess, and I'll see you later. - Yeah, I'll clean up
that mess alright. - Who the hell
do you think you are, drunk loser bitch?! - I didn't lie to you, Skylar... I did go to the library, but I wasn't using the Internet. I was doing my homework. Man, I should have never taken
what happened at face value. Not like the police did. -<i> Miguel is willing to sponsor
whatever we want to do,</i> so here's the way
I see it. We select two or three girls
from school, fans of<i> J-Lake TV,</i> and we'll shoot you
supervising their makeovers. It'll be awesome.
Then, we'll follow that up with five more appearances.
One each week, new makeover girl
every time. - That's a lot of videos. - Well, this is
our career calling. Your last video
went through the roof. We can make enough from
endorsements that it could pay for your college and guarantee
our future together. Hmmm? Have you had a chance to look
at our management agreement yet? I was hoping
we might sign today. - I'm OK with everything.
- Mm-hmm. - My mom just wants a lawyer
to go over it first. (ominous music)
That's cool, right? - Of course, that's cool. Ha ha! We're going places,
you and I. ♪♪♪
(Beep-beep!) (cell phone ringing) - Hey.
- [Hey.] Listen, I wanted to let you know
I'm going out of town [for about a week or so.
It's a football thing,] a recruitment tour. We're going out of state.
It's pretty exciting. [Do you want to hang out
when I get back?] - I'd like that.
Have a safe trip. (cell phone ringing) Hey, you.
- [Hey.] I know it's early,
but you need to get online now. [Something really big has
happened. Your blog's
gone viral.] [Do you know Renaldo Hiram,
the fashion giant?] He reposted you last night,
says you're the next big fashion influencer. - Oh, my God! That's amazing!
- [It's more] than amazing, Jessica;
it's miraculous. [Look how many new followers
you have now!] [Ah, you are all over
the Internet now, girl.] And you're a real star. Congratulations. (chuckling) ♪♪♪ OK, you have beautiful hair. Already have beautiful colour.
These curls. So her hair was longer before,
but we just brought it up. Maybe one side or both, but
we're just gonna do one today. We're just gonna add
some volume. You can't even tell
that we put an extension. A little bit straighter
at the ends... What do you think?
- I love it! - You know, it's going in
a tiny bit at the ends as well. The hair falling down
super long and straight. Are you excited? And she's got
beautiful natural volume. And we gave her so much texture! - I feel so healthy.
- I know! So we gave you a leave-in treatment.
So what it does, <i> it just really makes your hair
nice and healthy at the ends,</i> <i> from any kind of heat styling
that it's been through.
Are we happy?</i> - Oh yeah, so happy.
(girls laughing) - Let us know
what you think out there. <i> And be proud!
You're watching</i> J-Lake TV! (girls cheering) - OK, people! Well, that's it for tonight,
but please keep your eyes on<i> J-Lake TV,</i>
we're full of surprises. - I love all of you!
- Thank you. - Hey, I just wanted to say thank you, Jess.
Honestly, I have not felt
this beautiful in a really, really long time.
- Aww, you are beautiful inside and out.
- Thank you! (cell phone ringing)
- It's your mama. - Hi, Mom. Did you see the live
stream? It went really well. - [I'm really proud
of you, honey.] But it's getting late,
I want you to come home soon. - OK. See you in a bit. - <i> I do not understand, Jessica.</i> We have big problems here. You failed both of your do-over tests, and they're not gonna let you
take them again. - I'm sorry, Mom.
It's just been so crazy. - Spent two days getting those
girls ready for that video, and
you barely cracked open a book. I see where this is going,
and it's not good! (sighing) OK, listen. I want you
to hear me, Jessica. I am happy
that things are going so well for you, but I want you
to have a real life. - I think I can decide for
myself what kind of life I want. - Honey, you are just
17 years old. - And in two weeks, I'll be 18. And then a year after that,
I'll be 19. So what's your point?
- My point is you are failing out of school,
and I am still your mother! - Fine. ♪♪♪ (sighing) - Six figures, we're on our way, Jess. On our way. ♪♪♪ What the hell
are you doing in here, Doreen?
This is my room! - Hi, cousin.
I saw the big event went well. I've been doing some digging. I went to the library,
like you said. See this? This is a listing
for the showtimes for the theatre
you were supposedly at the night poor Aunt Annie
was killed right here
in this house. I was at work.
Convenient, huh? - Just stop talking, Doreen.
- No, you, stop talking
and listen. In the statement
you gave the police, you were at a movie
that night. Well, you were careful because these guys
don't have a website and the showtimes
aren't listed. Not on the Internet. But I found this
in the newspaper archives. It says there wasn't
even a movie playing that night.
It was a live event. And I'm sure this is
all the police would ever need to look deeper
into what happened. And you don't want that. Do you? You came back here and you killed her
that night, didn't you? You hated her anyway.
So you did her in, and you got the insurance money
and the house. And I can prove
you did it. (foreboding music) I might even be able to prove
you had something to do with that Monica Davis girl. I saw you sneak out
the night she died. - And what do you want?
- Oh, we're partners now. Like I said before, I get half of whatever you do
with that Jessica girl or... guess what happens. Alright, well, I'm gonna go
to my night shift, and when I get back, we're gonna talk about
our new business venture. 50-50. (knocking on door)
(sniffling) - Honey, can I come in? - I guess. - I hate fighting with you. It's not like us.
- Mom, I just... I don't know
what's happening. How did something so cool
turn so complicated? - The world is complicated. That doesn't mean
we have to let it beat us. (soft music)
- Dad used to say that. Sometimes, I miss him so much. (sniffling) ♪♪♪ - Ugh! (laceration) Skylar... (stab)
Ah! Argh! - You were never
my partner, Doreen. You were never anything. ♪♪♪ No one else came.
Doreen's mom ran off a long time ago.
She was very lonely. Wish I could have
helped more. - It's so tragic. Did the police
have any leads? - No. They said that muggings
are really bad in that area, and there were
no witnesses, so... ...time to put it all past us, I guess.
- Of course. - I'm... I'm sorry to bring
this up now, but did you sign our management agreement?
We need to get official, your big thing at the Teen Club
is tomorrow night. (eerie music)
- Well, we have a lawyer looking the papers over.
To be honest, I-I hadn't really
thought about it much with everything
that's been going on. I'm so sorry
for you, Skylar. - I'm sorry too. But we need
to move forward. Doreen would have
wanted it that way. - Honey, I think we can take this up
at a more appropriate time. - OK, Mom. - Of course.
- Call me later. Let me know you're
doing alright, OK? - I will. Thank you.
Thank you so much for coming. I need to go sign some papers.
- Mm-hmm. (cell phone ringing) - It's Rick. Hi, Rick.
- Hey, Jess. Um, I just heard
about Skylar's cousin. Are you guys doing OK?
- [We're still at the funeral.] I'm really glad you called.
- [Yeah, I just got back
in town.] You want
to get together? Talk? - [That would be nice. I have
my big party tomorrow night.] Would you go with me? I'd really like it if you did.
- Yeah, I'd love to. I'll pick you up at 7.
- [OK.] Dress kind of fancy.
It'll be like senior prom, only more rock and roll. (eerie music) - Good riddance, cousin. Now, I'm in charge. I beat you all. Mother, Doreen, Monica, I won. - <i> I know Skylar's very focused,</i> very business minded,
but she didn't even cry back there.
Not one tear. She just spoke
business with you. - Well, don't we all
deal with death in different ways?
- That's true, but death has a way
of following that girl around. The same thing happened to her mother. Almost the exact same thing. You just met her, Jessica. You only know what she's chosen
to tell you about herself. I just... I have
a bad feeling about this. ♪♪♪ -<i> So, I want you all out there
to know</i> <i> how much it means
to me and Skylar</i> <i> that you sent so many
well wishes about her cousin.</i> <i> Thank you for respecting
her privacy too.</i> <i> And in case you need
a ten thousandth reminder,</i> <i> be sure to come out
to the Roland Teen Club</i> <i> for my big
200K followers' party.</i> <i> And remember to hug
someone you love today.</i> <i> My mom says we tend to live
too much on the Internet.</i> <i> She's a really wise old lady,
you know?</i> <i> Be proud.
You're watching</i> J-Lake TV. ♪♪♪ (typing on keyboard) (cell phone ringing) - [Yes? Who is this?] - Hello. Ms. Davis?
This is Lynn Kessling. [I'm a teacher
at the high school] [where your daughter
was a student.] [I'm wondering
if it would be possible] to speak to you
for a few moments this evening. It... it could be
very important. - [Yeah. I suppose so.] (knocking on door) - Hey, you.
- Sorry I didn't call. I've been thinking
about some things, can we talk? - Of course we can.
Mom went to the store, so it's just us.
- Oh, good. Um, I saw your post
this afternoon, and it was so sweet.
Doreen's death has made me realize a few things.
One of them is that life is short.
- I'm so sorry for you, Skylar. We're all here
for you. - I'm glad to hear that because I think
we should be roommates. When we finish school.
- Roommates? - Well, it's perfect. We graduate next year, and
by then you're gonna be huge. We'll both have a lot of money, so I'm thinking
loft in New York. We'll run my business
out of it, we'll recruit other talent,
we'll have them live there too. It'll be our own little empire,
Jessica. Oh, we'll be rich. - Wow! I... I'm not sure
what to say to that. It's a big step. - Well, we have plenty of time
to sort it all out.
It's what I do: I take money and turn it
into more money investments.
That's what my mother could never understand, Jessica.
That's what makes us perfect for each other: you understand
what is important! - I understand that you've suffered
a terrible loss. And I think we should talk
about all this another time. You're being very intense--
- Jessica... ...I am your manager, it is my job to be
intense sometimes. We need to be smart
and prepared for the future. We must seize the day, yes? (unsettling music) - OK. I'll think
about it. - OK. OK. ♪♪♪ OK. Thank you, best friend. I'll see you
tomorrow night. It's gonna be
a killer party. (door opening) - Skylar Madison can be
very... charming, very persuasive. She started to dictate every
move that my daughter made. She, uh... She got Monica into that...
all that social media stuff. That's all that Skylar
wanted her to do. And Monica became
seduced by it. One night,
she came home late... and she'd been drinking and
she'd never done that before. And she started to cry. And she said
that Skylar was threatening her. - What kind of threats? - She told her
that Monica would be sorry, that she'd make her life
a living hell if she
didn't obey her. ♪♪♪
By then, Monica had gotten an offer from a real management company, and I told her
to just get rid of Skylar and to go with them
'cause I knew... I knew that company would
treat them right. - And what did
Skylar say to that?
- She was terrified to tell her. Now, my...
(sniffling) Now, my little girl
is just gone forever. - Did it... ever occur to you that Skylar might somehow be responsible? Two other people
have already died. - I don't know what to believe. I-I-I buried
my daughter, that's all I know. That's all
I'm ever gonna know. ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪
(moaning) (gasping) - I wasn't too happy with
our conversation, sweetness. You seemed a bit... hesitant.
(Jessica panting) But now, I have you
right where you deserve to be, right where I want you. - I did what you told me.
I always do what you tell me. Skylar, why are you doing this?! - Shh, shh,
shhhh, shhh... Think of it as a... pre-emptive
disciplinary measure. You have to learn
who the boss is. It's me, Jessica. I'm in charge. I rule you! MEEEE! (screaming) (gasping) - OK, so maybe Skylar
is a control freak, maybe she's even
a little scary; that doesn't mean
she killed someone though. - That kid is trouble. Something tells me
you know it too, deep down. - She was so different
last night, when she came here. I know that has to be
why I had that nightmare, but murder, Mom? - Monica fell from a balcony
at a party, and two other people in Skylar's
life have died... violently. Either it's a morbid series
of coincidences or... ...something bad
is going on here. - Do you think
we should go to the police? - No. There's no real evidence. Unless we knew for sure
that Skylar did something to Monica Davis. There were no witnesses
that night. ♪♪♪
- Mom, Skylar said she was going
to visit Monica in the hospital. She wanted me to go with her
in the morning. Remember? But Monica died
during the night. Maybe we should go
to the hospital, ask around, just check things out. - Mm-hmm. <i> We are</i> so grateful
that you came here to meet us.
- I'm happy to help. Monica Davis died
on my watch, and I have a daughter
of my own. - Well, did you see
anything strange that night?
I mean, anything at all? There was a girl
named Skylar Madison who might have
come to visit. She had long, dark hair.
- You know, people are in and out
of the hospital all the time. Hospitals are notoriously
unsecure places, I'm sorry to say.
- Damn! ♪♪♪
- But you guys have cameras, right? - OK, so we're looking
at about 10 to midnight here. Monica Davis flatlined
shortly after that. There's nothing unusual here.
But we just had new cameras installed in
the visitor parking lot.
Can you show us that? - There! Look!
Look at that camera feed. That's Skylar's car. OK, fast-forward the feed
to right after the time
when Monica died. (typing on keyboard)
♪♪♪ Can you zoom in? And... stop right there. It's her!
Mom, it's Skylar! She's wearing
hospital scrubs. Why? How would she get those?!
- You could buy those anywhere. But it looks like she's wearing
one our badges too. Or something close.
- Oh, my God! She came in the hospital
disguised as a nurse right when Monica died. That has to mean...
- I'll be damned. - (Ms. Kessling): We need
to get this to the police. - I'll have
to make a call. - Mom, I just...
I just can't believe-- - Honey, calm down.
♪♪♪ Here's the plan:
we're going straight
to the police with this. - Mom, that could take
a long time. The event is in
just a few hours,
I have to get ready for it. - I don't think you should go.
- I promised my fans I'd be
there tonight. Skylar doesn't
suspect anything. I'll have Rick with me. They'll have security guards
there. Don't worry. - OK. Call Rick. Explain everything to him.
Have him meet you at the house. I won't leave for the police
station until he's there. I just hope this is enough
to have the police want
to question Skylar. I'll hit the Teen Club
as soon as I can. - OK.
- This is really risky. - I know, Mom, but we can do this. We can do it together. (indistinct chatter)
(dramatic music) ♪♪♪ (sighing) ♪♪♪ (Jessica sighing) - You look amazing! - I don't feel amazing.
I'm really worried. - Don't be. There's safety
in numbers, we've got this. Come on, let's go. (electronic dance music playing)
- ♪♪ Just wanna be in love ♪ Just wanna be loved - Hey.<i>
- Hey, gotta hand it to you,</i> you put on
one hell of a party. - Yeah, but where's
the guest of honour? She's late, should have been
here over an hour ago. - (Alexa): You're so hot!
Jessica, everyone loves you. - Thank you. OK,
no matter what happens, Rick, stay with me. Promise?
- I promise. Don't worry. - OK, let's do it. - ♪ Slowly wondering - Thank you so much. (indistinct speaking) - (boy): Woohoohoohoo! - ♪ Just wanna be in love
- Get over here, girl! You're late! We're already
way past 200,000! Oh, hey, nice jacket.
- Hang on a second. - ♪ Just wanna be loved ♪
- Where are you? - I'm on my way. I'll be there any second
with the police. They saw the video footage, and
they want to question Skylar. ♪♪♪
- OK. (Skylar speaking inaudibly)
- I need to introduce you. - Hey, Skylar,
she is a little nervous. Take things easy, OK?
- Yeah. I know, of course. I'm... Sorry. - Police are on their way and so is my mom.
- OK... Hahaha! Are we all
having fun yet?! (cheering) We are here tonight to celebrate
a real phenomenon. She won your hearts online, and you've shown her
how much you love her with over 2 million likes
in the past week alone. And this is just the beginning. So, ladies and gentlemen,
boys and girls, in honour
of her 200,000 followers and counting, I give you
our queen of the Internet: Ms. Jessica Lake! (cheering)
(techno music playing) - So... hi. Thank you for coming.
I just want you all to know how happy and grateful I am that you've been
watching<i> J-Lake TV.</i> I never, in a million years,
could have imagined that I would reach
this many people. And... I look forward
to many, many more years of fun and fashion and sharing our lives together
on social media. Because that's why
they invented social media, right? To share our lives. But... for many people, it becomes an addiction.
- What?! (indistinct whispering)
- Filled with deception and disappointment. And for some people,
it even becomes a nightmare.
- Jessica, what the hell are you doing?!
What are you doing? - Those of you who remember
Monica Davis... (door closing)
...know that she was a sweet girl with a bright future
ahead of her. Her future
was destroyed by her so-called
best friend... ...Skylar. ♪♪♪
You led her down a very dark path.
And you're going to answer for it all.
- Jessica, just stop talking. Just stop talking. (breathing hard) (people talking indistinctly)
- (girl): What's going on? - Don't touch me!
- Skylar Madison? - What?!
- You should come with us.
There's some questions we need to ask you. It's about
the death of Monica Davis.
(people gasping) - Oh, you set me up,
you BITCH! You set me up!
- Skylar, you set yourself up. You were obsessed
with owning us and managing
every aspect of us. - No. No!
- We do not belong to you! - I made you.
I made you, Jessica! I made Monica!
I made all of you! I MADE! LET ME GO! I MADE YOU! NO! NO! GET OFF OF ME! LET ME GO! I'LL KILL YOU! I WILL KILL YOU, JESSICA! GET OFF OF ME!
(door closing) - Well, this is
awkward, huh? (indistinct chatter) I just want to say
one more thing. To my mom. You were right. Our friends, our true friends and our true families, they're not clicks or likes. They're the real people who love us... IRL. That means
in real life. ♪♪♪ So I'm going to take
a moment of silence for Monica, and I'm turning off my phone. - ♪♪ Just look ♪ For stories ♪ Carry me in your dreams ♪ Just let go ♪ You'll make it ♪ You're all you need ♪ Sit back ♪ With your wings free ♪ ♪♪♪ (train whistle)
