One of Us Is Lying (2021) s01e05 Episode Script

Ready?
Almost done.
I just need, like, half an hour more.
Miss Rojas, I think we can both agree
that you've exhausted the potential
- for extra credit here.
- Okay, okay.
I know, but I just I just have
to get this perfect, or
it's gonna drive me nuts.
Okay, let me see if
I can find a janitor.
Maybe they can lock up after you.
I know you've seen the
photo of the four of us.
It was a mistake meeting like that,
but I swear we weren't
discussing the case.
It's just been a roller coaster,
and sometimes you just want
to talk to someone who
knows what it's like.
Five AP classes this semester alone,
editor of the "Bayview Herald,"
mathlete, debate team captain.
Whew.
I like being busy.
Still, must take its toll.
I'm just saying I understand
the temptation to cut corners.
Cheating's nothing to be proud of,
but it's hardly a felony.
To be clear, I'm not your principal.
I am not the dean of admissions at Yale,
but I am gonna need you
to be honest with me.
So is this post true?
I studied hard. That's all.
According to Simon's peers,
he rarely got things wrong.
He didn't post that.
No, but we have reason to believe
he wrote it before he died.
Any reason he'd target you?
Detective, I will be the first to admit
that I am competitive when
it comes to my academics,
maybe too competitive,
but the idea that I would harm someone
just to be valedictorian
it's preposterous.
Are we done?
I'd like to show you something.
Okay, wait
Where did this come from?
Simon's hard drive.
We recently obtained a
copy where we also found
an unpublished draft
of his post about you.
This ring any bells, Miss Rojas?
I think this conversation's over.
As if she needed more attention.
Jake didn't even say hi to her.
Hey. We got to meet.
What's going on?
Just show up. We can't talk here.
Uh, dude, what, do you want
to pitch at San Quentin next year?
Why are you still talking
to her after that picture?
I told you. It was one time.
Now you're starting to sound like my dad
after he got caught
with his yoga instructor.
And, spoiler alert, it
wasn't just one time.
He lost half of
everything in the divorce.
You could lose everything.
You really think those
assholes are your friends?
I didn't mean to ambush you
at the house?
I tried calling, you and your father.
Yeah, he's not so reachable most days.
I had no idea, Nathaniel.
Now you do. And it's Nate.
Right. Nate.
Well, um,
I owe you many apologies.
I didn't protect you from my illness.
- Are you medicated?
- Lamictal, it's a new one.
It's your favorite, right?
Remember, we used to make it together?
I'm not ten.
Speaking of, was that Bronwyn Rojas
you were with? She
looks exactly the same.
Yeah, she thought you were dead.
- Is that what you told people?
- I liked that version better.
Listen, um, I have made mistakes,
but I I knew I couldn't
be the mother you needed.
I know my presence in
your life was harmful.
That's why I had to
leave, but it's me again,
and, right now, you need
someone in your corner.
I saw the news, and I just
I wanna do it right this time
if you can just let me try.
Hey. Anyone see you?
Who would possibly see me here?
Where's Nate?
Probably not coming.
What did Wheeler say?
The cops have a copy
of Simon's hard drive.
What? Seriously?
- They found his laptop?
- No, just the hard drive.
How is that possible?
Wow, nice do.
- Well, I'm glad you're alive.
- Excuse me?
You've been ignoring
my messages all day.
Yeah, I had shit to deal with.
Oh, that would have been great to know.
Then again, I can
think of a lot of things
that would have been good to know.
Okay, I think you're
being a bit too intense.
- See, I knew they were boning.
- We're not boning.
Then what is all the weirdness?
Just forget it. It's irrelevant.
Oh, now you want to forget it?
Guys, what the hell is going on?
My mom's back in town, all right?
She's alive?
You were lying about
that this whole time?
This what you wanted?
Why are you lashing out at me?
Because it's none of their business.
I don't owe them an explanation or you.
Oh, well, you can't blame them
for being a little freaked
out when you could just lie
- about something this big.
- Oh, we're talking about lies?
How about who stole Simon's laptop?
Whoa, what does that mean?
Okay, I I took it. I didn't steal it.
- And I was gonna give it back.
- Are you fucking kidding me?
And then I couldn't
without looking suspicious.
- Did you look on it?
- Yeah.
Simon knew your real secret.
And he was all ready to post it,
and then someone changed it.
And you thought that someone was me?
At first, yeah, maybe, but
then I knew it wasn't you.
You're a fucking liar, and
you've been giving us all
marching orders for the past two weeks,
pretending like we're team, and you knew
she was manipulating us this whole time.
Jake was right. This is a mistake.
I called you here to warn you
because they're gonna question you too.
Cooper, we got rid of
the laptop to protect you.
Except you didn't, right?
'Cause now the cops
magically have the hard drive.
The cops have Simon's hard drive?
Try being on time for once.
- Dad.
- Hey.
- You need to rest.
- I can handle a lawnmower.
Got a call from Detective Wheeler today.
She wants us to come down
to the station tomorrow,
answer some questions.
That's okay with you?
I just I hate dragging
you into all this.
You don't need the stress.
We're a team, Coop.
I know you blame all this for my heart,
but that's not what happened.
The police may bring up
some random gossip
that's been going around.
What kind of gossip?
It's not true,
but for some reason,
Simon might have thought
that I was, like, into
guys. I don't know why.
I've had an inkling for a while now.
All that ugliness in Mississippi,
had a hunch there was more to the story.
You were hiding something
from me, from everyone.
You and Keely, is that for show?
You know I'm proud of you, son.
We all got struggles.
No need to let this
Your inclination
ruin your future.
You didn't let this thing drag you down.
You've been smart, son.
- So this video.
- It was a group project.
He wasn't pulling his
weight. I got pissed.
Bronwyn, if you're
going to get creative,
get better at it.
This is not the time to
be lying to the police.
After these interrogations,
they are probably
going to make an arrest
based on circumstantial evidence,
which means what the four of you say now
has major consequences.
Do you understand?
Bronwyn, you have to tell me.
I need to prep for debate.
Cooper. Cooper.
What do you think they'll ask you?
Does that mean I'm next?
What should I say if the
cops ask me about you?
Should I know? Should
I know that Keely knew?
No, no. Do not bring up Keely.
I don't want her dragged
into this any more
than she already is. She's
only trying to help me.
Okay, but wait a second, hold on.
If Bronwyn was right,
if someone did change the
post to something false,
what if they were trying
to help you, protect you?
Okay, does this sound like Keely to you?
Keely's version of Simon?
Come on, Addy. It's like two sentences.
Yeah, but
Wait, weren't we at lunch
when this post dropped?
Yeah, so?
No, the timestamp, 3:13 p.m.
That's three hours ahead.
Could she have changed
it somehow, throw us off?
No, no, we're being paranoid.
Look, don't talk about
this with Nate or Bronwyn.
I don't trust them.
I got to go deal with the cops.
Some of the questions I need to ask you
are a bit personal in nature.
And if you'd like, you and I
could speak privately first.
He's told me all about
this bullshit rumor
that's going around, so
A few days ago at your showcase,
who were you talking
to in the parking lot?
What do you mean?
Well, there was a
young man you were with.
He's 6'1", African American.
You seemed to be arguing.
Um, I met a lot of people that day.
Well, this was someone your age.
Someone you're involved with maybe?
He just told you. Yeah,
I think you're mixed up.
- We might have to talk to him.
- Why?
We have evidence that
before Simon Kelleher died,
he intended to out you to your peers.
We know that somebody changed the
post Simon wrote after his death.
Yours was the only one that was altered.
Now, if this was a secret
that could jeopardize
your future in the major leagues,
we're talking millions of dollars here.
We're talking all of your
family's financial woes
sorted forever, and
that's a mighty good reason
to keep that secret hidden
in any way you could.
I would never hurt someone.
- Really?
- Really.
Well, we've come across
some new information.
We were able to get a court order
to unseal your juvenile
record in Mississippi.
You want to tell me what happened here?
Come on!
Ugh, coming.
- I'm in the middle of a crisis.
- Okay, Can I come in?
Yeah, yeah.
So I just talked to the police,
and there's a chance that
they might try to talk to you.
What?
I didn't give them your name, okay?
Apparently someone saw
us together at my game.
I know. I'm sorry.
Please don't be mad.
Cooper, you know I
have midterms next week.
I don't have time for
this. Margot's crazy.
She got me working all day.
I spent all week typing
out this term paper,
and it just evaporated out of nowhere.
Now you telling me I gotta worry about
Five-O banging down my door
for an illicit relationship
with an underage high school
student who, by the way,
happens to be a suspect
in a murder investigation.
Ooh, I'm deleting Grindr. I'm done.
- Okay, just breathe.
- That's too much. I do not need this.
Please.
May I?
Yeah, go ahead and try.
Okay, so you said the
police knows about us.
What about your dad?
He wasn't actually surprised.
He said he was proud of me
for keeping it a secret.
You were right.
Okay, me being in the closet
it wasn't just about baseball.
I guess I was scared about
how he might look at me
if he if he found out.
If it would change, I guess.
And has it?
I don't know.
He's not really looking at me at all.
I'm sorry, Coop.
Is this what you were looking for?
Oh, my God. How did you do that?
Yes, yes, yes, yes!
Like, I'm pretty good with computers,
but this you could have easily Googled
if you weren't so busy
being all dramatic.
- I'm sorry, dramatic?
- Yeah.
Moi? Boy, fuck you.
Thank you so much.
Um
so are we still up
for the birthday thing?
I guess.
I already got you a
birthday present or whatever,
and I lost the receipt, so I don't know.
I guess I gotta give it to somebody.
We're talking thousands of pages
documenting decades of corruption,
planting drugs, falsifying reports,
and all of it legally
destroyed by the police
because that's justice in this country.
They don't care about
facts or or truth.
They care about convictions,
and I'm sorry, but we
have to face reality.
You're not like those other kids.
You know, the kid knows he's fucked.
But he's not fucked.
We just need to talk seriously
about his options, all of them.
Meaning what?
Nate
I want you to come with me.
Where I've been living is
pretty far off the grid.
If you leave now before
they issue an arrest,
technically, you're not a fugitive.
- Running makes me look guilty.
- Maybe.
But you'll look just
as guilty in handcuffs,
and then what?
Look, I thought you would have jumped
at this chance to skip town.
Hell, what are you gonna
stick around here for anyway?
How was I supposed to know
that you threatened Simon on tape?
Why?
Go away, Maeve.
Hey, Maeve, can I use your printer?
Fucking pervert.
Bronwyn. How are you?
What the fuck is wrong with you, Simon?
Cheating was just the beginning
for good girl gone bad Bronwyn Rojas.
Looks like she had quite the temper too.
Ladies and gentlemen,
have we found our killer?
Crazy, huh? Why would she do that?
Hey, when are they bringing you in?
- Tomorrow.
- Okay.
They may bring up some stuff about me.
- And if they do, I just need
- What kind of stuff?
Just promise you'll let me explain.
There's more you haven't told me?
Look, I can't get into it right now.
Can you just trust me?
I don't know. Can I?
You look 30% less like an asshole.
I'm not on Instagram. Fuck
Zuckerberg's evil empire.
So if I want to comment,
I have to do it analog.
Like in person. This.
Never mind. Bye.
Hey, um
30% is generous. I was a dick.
I'm sorry.
You got any plans tonight?
I have a new theory about the case.
"Instances of bullying,
while no doubt reprehensible,
should be thoroughly examined
to reach the appropriate sanction.
It is absolutely crucial to look at "
I'm practicing.
That video of you yelling at Simon.
That was about me, right?
I saw the date on the tape.
That's right when he ghosted me.
I'm not an idiot, Bronwyn.
I might not be you, but I'm not dumb.
Oh, really?
Because falling for Bayview's
most notorious asshole
and sexting him doesn't
seem like a genius move.
You went through my fucking phone?
Guys always share that stuff.
We've talked about this.
And out of all the
possible creeps out there,
you really had to let Simon
Kelleher talk you into that.
Who says he talked me into it?
Oh, you wanted the photos
to be out there for
some perv to jack off to?
- Maybe I did.
- Why?
I don't know, Bronwyn,
maybe I was relieved
to finally have something to show off.
I mean, have you Googled
the list of side effects
for pediatric chemo?
Delayed menstrual cycle, stunted growth,
uterine abnormalities.
You want me to keep going?
Because I could.
I've had plenty of time
to kill in that hospital,
and it's not a fun deep dive.
So, yeah, I survived, which is great,
but maybe I actually liked being seen
as something other than a
bald, flat-chested alien.
For the record, I
actually trusted Simon.
He really liked me,
which is why it never made
any sense that he just stopped
talking to me out of the blue.
- I was just trying to
- Protect me?
Yeah, I know.
No, not just you. Mom, Dad.
They're not as strong
as you think they are.
They would keep it
together at the hospital,
then come home and fall fucking apart.
Do you have any idea
what it does to them?
They cannot handle one more crisis.
Yeah? How about you going to prison?
Do you think that's
gonna make them happy?
- Tell them the truth.
- That won't make a difference.
I still threatened Simon. It's on tape.
At least this way, they
still have one daughter
who's not a total fuckup.
Whatever.
At least there isn't a video
of you getting in Simon's face
and threatening to kill him.
So she saw you with some guy?
Why is that even relevant?
Because she thinks I hacked into
the app and changed the post.
I mean, it is weird, right?
Who else would do that?
If it was Keely, starting a rumor
Cooper's doping isn't
exactly without risk.
Not if she knew he could pass a test.
Why post anything about him at all?
Because he was in the room with us.
Maybe she thought that no post
would look even more suspicious.
- What did Cooper say?
- That I'm being paranoid.
Which, like, obviously.
We're being stalked.
I'm about to be interrogated
by a police officer
threatening to arrest me.
They don't actually
think you did it, though.
- No one does.
- Why is that?
The fact that everybody writes me off
is kind of offensive
and definitely sexist.
I could totally be a killer, and I'd be
the most dangerous one because no one
- would see it coming.
- Mm-hmm, I'm so scared.
Holy crap. It's after 11:00?
Oh, no, no, I keep it on New York time
when my dad's there 'cause he hates
when I call after he's in bed.
I mean, it's only,
like, three hours ahead.
Are you okay?
What? Yeah.
Um, I'm just tired.
Do you have coffee?
I need some caffeine.
Yeah.
Um, I've got French roast, I think.
I don't have anything pumpkin spice.
- I actually like it black.
- Cool, me too.
Uh, with oat milk if
you have it and sugar.
I like it with, um, brown sugar.
A murderer would take it black.
Hey.
What are you doing?
Wait, is that my computer?
Just so you know, my phone
is tracking my location,
so if I'm gonna end up like Simon
You think I killed him?
He was my only friend.
I know you guys were fighting.
You must have known his passwords,
so you posted all of our secrets
to give us motive for the
murder that you committed.
You posted them from your laptop,
which is why they were
timestamped three hours
after they actually dropped.
Let's see what the
police think about that.
Fine, you're right.
I did post them, but
only the first ones,
and I just wanted the
police to know you had motive
'cause I was sure one of you did it.
That post ruined my life, Janae.
Did it?
You never would have broken up
with that little shit otherwise,
or your friend Vanessa
who wouldn't shut up
about the peanut oil in your locker.
That's how I found out.
Look, I knew it would have consequences.
That's why I changed Cooper's secret.
I'm not gonna out him.
I'm not a monster.
Addy, you're bleeding.
Let me go, or I swear to God
I didn't post the
photo of the four of you
or the video of Bronwyn,
and I obviously did not kill him.
You can check the timestamps
if you don't believe me.
Somebody got into the
app and locked me out.
I tried logging in,
and they changed all the passwords,
and then this creepy
pop-up message came up.
There is someone else out there.
Whoever's following you guys,
that is who killed Simon.
Addy, come on.
Can you please believe me?
Please?
We got a call from the detective.
They want you to come
in for questioning.
Nate, we're running out of time.
I'm not leaving. I can't.
You deserve a second
chance. You hear me?
You think I did it, right?
That's why you're so convinced
the cops will arrest me.
Not 'cause they're lazy or corrupt.
It's 'cause you actually think
I don't have the right to ask.
I gave that up.
But if you did something,
then it's my fault, not yours,
and you don't need to spend
your life punishing yourself.
Hell, what do you call
the past six years, huh?
Why not chalk it up to time served?
Nate?
Thank you.
I like the hair.
It's a choice.
So, Addy, what can you
tell me about Cooper Clay?
Cooper? I don't know.
He's nice.
Okay.
Do these look familiar to you?
We recently obtained a
copy of Simon's hard drive,
which allows us to compare
these original posts
with some of the unpublished
drafts Simon had saved.
Now three of them are identical,
but Cooper's is not, so
we think whoever loaded
these onto the app
decided to rewrite his.
It wasn't him.
Well, who was it then?
I don't know.
Has Cooper ever talked to you
about Simon Kelleher's laptop?
You ever see him with it?
'Cause we think that's maybe
how he rewrote the post,
- using the laptop.
- Cooper didn't do that.
Addy, I can see you're really trusting.
You're really loyal.
She really is.
Any of those kids could be
playing her like a fiddle.
Addy, you got to understand,
these kids are not your friends.
One or more of them was
involved in Simon's death,
and that's not the only crime
I have to look into here.
Are you familiar with the
term obstruction of justice?
Well, then you understand
that if you withhold
any pertinent information,
you're guilty of a crime,
whether or not you are
involved in Simon's death.
Baby, do you know something?
Addy, we've seen pictures of you
and your little secret society.
Is one of them coercing you to lie?
We know about one troubling
incident in Cooper's past.
Is he threatening you?
Is he forcing you to
lie about the laptop?
- We need to know, Addy.
- Bronwyn had the laptop.
Did you see her with it?
No.
But Nate Macauley did.
Quite the turnout.
Yeah, I don't think
they're here for us, though.
I'll be right back.
Hey, we're about to compete. What's up?
I'm afraid this can't wait.
I just spoke to a
friend in the department,
and apparently Addy Prentiss
is saying that you and Nate Macauley
were in possession of Simon's laptop.
Wait, what?
We need to have a serious chat tonight.
- Thank you all. And welcome.
- Okay. I I have to go.
As always, we strive to choose topics
of real impact on today's youth.
And today's resolution is:
"Instances of high school bullying
are as pernicious as
acts of physical violence
and should be penalized accordingly."
Arguing the affirmative will be
Laguna South High School's Alex Ross.
The negative will be argued
by Bayview High School's Bronwyn Rojas.
Mr. Ross.
Thank you, Mr. Shapiro. Thank you.
Ladies and gentlemen,
the goal of any educational
administration
Bronwyn. How are you?
What the fuck is wrong with you, Simon?
I don't know how the hell you
got her to send the photos.
I don't know who else
you're trying to target.
I don't give a shit.
I'll tell you this though.
Possession of child pornography
in the state of California
is a felony, penal
code 311, and the fact
that you are a minor does
not exempt you from it.
So unless you want to be
registered as a sex offender
for the rest of your life,
I suggest you delete
the photos right now
and stay the fuck away from Maeve
or I'll fucking kill
you. Do you understand?
I know you cheated. I
was gonna let it slide.
Do your whole family a solid.
But, yeah, I'll leave Maeve alone.
But maybe you should
worry about yourself.
Oh, and smile. Camera.
We see time and again,
there's no way to draw a line
between verbal and physical assault,
between emotional and bodily injury.
In fact, just two days ago,
we saw leaked footage emerge
of an incident involving
none other than my
opponent, Bronwyn Rojas,
and her former classmate Simon Kelleher,
whose untimely death is
currently being investigated.
And while I don't pretend to know
whether Miss Rojas
was involved directly,
please note we are
seeing the same pattern:
a victim of verbal assault
is subsequently a
victim of physical harm.
All right, that's time, Mr. Ross.
Now arguing the negative,
Bayview High School's Bronwyn Rojas.
- Don't worry, Bronwyn.
You're gonna murder it!
Excuse me.
Fuck this. You know what?
I really hate to interrupt, but
This is bullshit.
Maeve.
It's fine. Yeah, hi.
For those of you who don't
know me, I'm Maeve Rojas.
That's my sister Bronwyn,
who you guys probably saw in that video.
Otherwise most of you
wouldn't be here right now.
No offense, Mr. Shapiro.
- I'm sorry, Miss Rojas
- The thing is, I sent Simon some pics.
Okay?
You know? Bathroom selfies.
And Bronwyn thought that
Simon was gonna post them
'cause that was kind of his thing,
may he rest in peace.
And she's got this
problem where she thinks
she needs to protect me
from everything all the time,
even when I don't ask her to.
But I guess it kind of makes
sense because, for a while,
it felt like a fucking
sneeze would split me in two.
What I'm trying to say is that
my sister's not a murderer,
and she wasn't bullying him.
I mean, I will give you
that she is fucking annoying,
does a million
extracurricular activities,
gets the best grades, helps with chores,
and still has time to save
me from myself when I fuck up.
She was just scared
everyone would eat me alive.
You know, kind of like what
you're all doing to her right now.
Yeah.
So, Mr. Ross, maybe if you're
gonna throw out clickbait
instead of actual arguments,
you could at least, like,
I don't know, fact check.
You're entitled to have a guardian
present, just so we're clear.
You want to cut to the chase?
We got a witness that
says that Bronwyn Rojas
was in possession of
Simon Kelleher's laptop.
Is that true?
Not that I'm aware of.
That's weird, 'cause that same witness
has also said that you know about it.
Sorry, just not true. That it?
There's this really compelling argument
that, neurologically speaking,
nobody should be
considered a mature adult
until they're about mid-20s.
Adolescent brains just
trying to figure out
which neural pathways
to use, and as a result,
it's just flooded with
twice the amount of neurons.
That means the dopamine hit that you get
from high-risk behavior, illegal drugs,
macho posturing for your friends,
your young brains actually
getting twice the high.
Meanwhile, you got
this prefrontal cortex,
and that's decision making
and impulse and forethought,
and that is just
painfully underdeveloped,
especially in males.
Kind of cruel when you think about it.
Your own brain is just hardwired
to get you in trouble.
May not even be your fault.
Hey, here's the thing.
Legal system doesn't care.
The kid died, and whoever is responsible
is gonna be tried as an adult,
whether they've turned 18 or not.
I cannot tell you how many of
my colleagues think you did it.
So tell us the truth. You
might get us off your back.
You might save yourself.
I'm gonna ask you one more time.
Was Bronwyn Rojas ever in possession
of Simon Kelleher's laptop?
Twelve hours since
you talked to the cops
and I still haven't been arrested,
so thank you.
You're not welcome.
You made my life hell.
I just thought that
what you put us through
is nothing compared to
what you've been through,
and I didn't want to make your
life hell unless I was sure.
Also, I checked the
timestamp in the last posts.
You know, you are
smarter than people think.
Totally could have killed
Simon and gotten away with it.
Wait.
There's something else
about the day Simon died.
Something I didn't think
was important at first,
but now I'm not sure.
You changed your mind.
I'll get my things.
No, I'm leaving, but not with you.
What do you mean?
I wasn't just gonna
let people think that
- That's enough, Maeve.
- I was just
- I said that's enough.
- I owe you one.
What happened? Any news?
Well, Maeve's little performance
did earn Bronwyn some sympathy,
but it also gives her
yet another motive.
A bit of good news,
though, on the laptop front:
Bronwyn's story was corroborated.
It was?
Nate Macauley. He
insists he never saw it,
so that really helps.
Unless Addy can tell
them where to find it,
which she obviously can't,
there's nothing to worry about.
Two minutes to go!
9:30 is an estimate, okay?
My birth certificate
is still in storage.
Okay, well, in that case
Happy birthday.
Hey, hey. Sorry.
Can we just just
take it slow tonight?
Okay.
Yeah, um, what's going on?
Right. Like you'd even tell me.
I'm sorry. It's just
The first time
I ever messed around with a guy, Kyle,
we were both 15.
We barely did anything, but I liked him.
Anyway, that weekend, I
wanted to see him again,
so I texted him,
asking if he wanted to meet up
somewhere away from everything,
like a park at night. He just said okay.
Something was off, but I went.
This older guy shows up.
Kind of looks like Kyle.
His older brother.
He saw the text that I sent,
and he blamed me for his
little brother being a pervert.
He started punching me.
At some point, I just had to
punch him back, and I did, hard.
Hard?
Mm-hmm. I broke his nose.
I had never even been in a fight before.
I didn't know
Anyway, when the cops showed up,
he didn't want to say what
the real fight was about,
said that I started it out of nowhere.
and I I could just see how easily
that cop believed him.
I knew that if I didn't say anything,
that would be the story.
And if I'm being honest,
that's what I wanted.
Because, in baseball,
you can come back from beating guys up,
but kissing them?
Not so much. And I was so scared.
So I just took the blame.
I never saw Kyle again,
and my dad was able to
guess the truth anyway.
God, it was so ugly.
And I'm so I'm so sorry.
You don't have to apologize.
What?
You have to go?
No.
It's not important.
This is where I want to be.
Yeah.
Seriously?
Hello?
Guys?
Open