Degrassi: Next Class (2016) s01e08 Episode Script
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1 As president, I call this meeting to order.
First piece of business - So I'm a piece of business, huh? - [chuckles.]
[Indistinct conversations.]
Aren't you worried someone's gonna walk in? People are just getting to school, which leaves us plenty of time for extracurricular activities.
- Yes, sir, Mr.
President.
- [chuckles.]
[both breathing heavily.]
[Tristan gasps.]
What? It's nothing.
[chuckles.]
Now, where were we? Uh, you know, on, um, second thought, I am actually worried someone's gonna walk in.
- Really? - Very worried.
Um - And I have, uh uh, stuff to do.
- Just president stuff.
Boo.
Well, DM me later and we'll pick up where we left off.
[sighs.]
Can't wait.
[chuckles.]
[door opens.]
"911-eggplant-flame"? You needed me to rush here for baked ziti? I am in a crisis here, and you're making jokes? Whoa, relax.
What's wrong? Where's the fire? [breath trembling.]
[theme music playing.]
Whatever it takes I know I can make it through And if I hold out I know I can make it through Be the best, be the best The best that I can be Whatever it takes I know I can make it I know I can make it through [student on PA.]
Hey, Panthers.
Show your Degrassi pride by Next piece of business is the Feminist Club assembly tomorrow.
We'll start with speeches and then, Maya, you'll play your song.
Good to go.
- And the roleplay skits - [cell phone chimes.]
Where I play "man catcalling women on the street.
" Wow.
You've got those bad guy roles on lock.
[Goldi.]
As we know, Principal Simpson asked us to speak to the grade nines and tens about consent.
Maya More messages, Maya? "People only like Matlin's whiny feminist song because she's blonde.
Hashtag, not okay.
" - What a tool.
- I've been getting garbage like this ever since "Not Okay" went online.
They've been getting grosser since last week in New York.
Whatever.
Haters gonna hate.
[inhales sharply.]
What can I do? I just can't stand the idea of someone hurting you like this.
[Maya.]
It's fine.
I know you have my back.
Um, is this gonna distract you from the assembly tomorrow? - Is it too much? - No, of course not.
- [cell phone chimes.]
- [Goldi groans.]
"Maya Mattress only wrote that lousy song because she's crazy bipolar.
" Are you sure everything's okay? - What? That's so not true.
- It doesn't matter.
Those nards will say any vile thing to shut you up.
"This dumb girl's song is not okay, but I'd still rape her anyway.
" Oh, my God, that's so awful.
[indistinct chatter.]
[cell phones chiming.]
Um don't worry, I'll be ready for the assembly, but, first, I've gotta put a stop to this.
[sighs deeply.]
Come on, chemistry textbook.
[Winston.]
It's up top.
- Hey.
Long time no see.
- Yeah, for sure.
Um, I wanted to ask how you've been since we talked a few weeks back.
I know all this Miles stuff might be kinda rough.
You know it is.
I'm just glad he's finally in counseling.
Thank you for checking.
[chuckles.]
Yeah, so, um I'm on my way to English.
Maybe I'll see you later? Yeah, I hope so.
[both.]
Ooh! Frankston: The Sequel, was only a matter of time.
We were just talking.
NBD.
Uh, the biggest D.
Whatever.
You guys can be me and Tiny's couple friends.
You'd be a billion times better than Zig and Maya.
If I get dragged to another skeezy rock show Maybe, but there's no way Winston would ever be into it.
Except the English class he was "on his way to" is on the opposite side of the school.
Mmm, Frankston Symptoms.
Does it hurt when you tinkle? [quietly.]
Yes.
Indoor voice, please.
Tris, unclench.
It's all in the vault.
Besides, I'm sure you're fine.
Well, I'll be finer if I don't have testicular cancer.
You don't have testicular cancer.
Oh, God.
I'll lose all my hair.
[sighs.]
Do you think I could pull off bald? You're overreacting.
Says the girl who made out with Zig to get back at Grace.
Okay, can we please not talk about that? - Are you okay? - Physically, yes which is more than I can say for you.
Uh, have you had any pain in your "family jewels"? - Yes, for, like, two days.
- Okay, last question.
Easy one.
There's nothing leaking out of your - Tristan! - Just this morning.
[exhales.]
Okay, good news.
You don't have testicular cancer.
According to Dr.
Google, it sounds like chlamydia.
How is that good news? I haven't had sex and I have an STI? Oh, my God, I'm gonna have to change schools.
No, change cities.
Look, we've all done things we wish we could take back, but chlamydia's actually pretty treatable.
Do you have any idea where you could've gotten it? Yeah I have a pretty good idea.
[exhales deeply.]
[sighs.]
Damn it.
Hey, do you have a phone charger? I'm almost dead.
Did you spend all morning arguing with those brutal trolls online? I tried reporting the accounts.
They always just make new ones.
- [cell phone beeps.]
- I mean, what? Am I just supposed to ignore this crap? [sighs.]
Some loser called "Real Man MRA" says, "Maya's a fake feminist C-word who's hooked up with every guy at her school.
I should know.
" Who says that? Just remember what people say about feeding the trolls.
- Don't.
- I know, I know.
But I've just had such a rough week and it doesn't help that Zig's been acting sorta sketchy.
[sighs.]
Yeah.
About that.
Um, there's something I should tell you There's no way you're getting away with saying that, perv.
Never mind, I'll tell you later.
Hey, um, I thought we were gonna work on the assembly? - Can you unplug? - I can't, Grace.
I mean, who's gonna take me seriously when I'm talking about feminism if I just absorb all this abuse? [Grace.]
Maya you have to see this.
They doxxed you.
- Do you English? - This is serious.
They posted all of your personal information online.
- Your address, your phone number - Wait, what? You mean some psycho could just come to my house? No, that's crazy.
Please tell me that's crazy, Grace.
Probably, but I don't know.
[cell phone vibrating.]
"Gonna roll up to 445 Maple Street, give it to Maya right in her bedroom.
" Grace, I've gotta get some help.
[bell ringing.]
We need to talk.
Tristan, I really don't feel up to this right now.
[grunts.]
Okay, I am basically 100% headache right now, - so thank you for that.
- That's a shame, but I want an explanation for what you did to me.
Whatever happened between us is in the past, okay? I have after-school counseling to get to.
- You gave me chlamydia.
- [scoffs.]
That's exactly what I need, attitude from patient zero.
I'm sorry you got chlamydia, but you didn't get it from me.
Stop lying! It's not like I'm not used to you always hurting me.
Tristan, I've had a billion medical tests recently.
I know for a fact that I never gave you anything.
But [sighs.]
If you didn't, then who did? [muttering.]
Have fun figuring that out.
[sighs.]
Okay, uh what did you get for question five? Uh, I got, "You and Winston and me and Tiny all go do couples yoga".
[sighs.]
You're hesitant.
Understandable.
I've got the perfect Frankie solution.
- A pro/con list.
- What, like, about Winston? Already up.
Pro.
Mixed babies are gorgeous.
Pro he's a great kisser.
Still mentally suppressing how you found that out.
[scoffs.]
Uh, pro, I know he'd never hurt me.
Pro you were way happier when you were with him.
You're right.
I did feel happier when we were together.
Hey, can I get the new Wi-Fi password? Winston! [chuckles nervously.]
What are you doing here? I mean, it's nice to see you, but, why? Well, I was just waiting for Miles to be done counseling.
Um, am I interrupting? Yeah, uh, we were just We were talking about Uh, about cramps.
Yes, those.
- [chuckles uneasily.]
Oh, yikes.
Sorry.
- [TV beeps.]
I should, um, leave you ladies to all of that.
Uh, later.
Do you think he saw the list? - I couldn't tell.
- [sighs.]
Con, I ruined everything.
Again.
Well, first off, it's great that you saved all these harassing posts.
See, right there, where the rape threats begin? This must be just awful for you.
Do you have any idea who has been harassing you? No, that's that's the point.
That's why you need to find these jerks and arrest them.
To be realistic, none of these posts have any identifying information.
If they blocked their IPs using a VPN, we're not exactly equipped to track them down.
But you're not gonna give up, right? We'll do everything that we can.
We're hoping you might be able to post an officer - to guard our house.
- Yeah, like, tonight.
If we're to post an officer at the home of every woman that gets threatening messages online, we'd have no one left to patrol the streets.
[Mrs.
Matlin scoffs.]
Look, the truth is that in cases of harassment like this, actual violence is extremely rare.
But it has happened.
Have you considered shutting down your online accounts? [Mrs.
Matlin scoffs.]
I It's just, I live online.
All my music stuff is online.
Well, my advice is to keep saving posts like this so that we can build a case if they ever do something.
Something like what? In the meantime, just try to go about your day-to-day life.
Okay, I'm gonna look into this, but I'm afraid that's all I can do for now.
Come on, honey.
Let's just go home.
[Mrs.
Matlin sighs.]
[Tristan.]
Okay, then there was Vijay, and then Luke.
- Uh-huh.
- Then other Luke.
And then there was that guy with the abs who I want to say was on the swim team.
Tris, that's five guys this term.
Hell of a body count.
Hello? This office is a safe space.
Are you shaming me? I'm not not shaming you.
What if I never find the dirtbag that chlamydiated me? That's the thing, though.
This isn't just a list of suspects.
This is also a list of potential victims.
So you're saying that, depending on when I acquired this gift, I could've given it to any of these guys? And until you tell them, it could spread further.
Excuse? Are you seriously suggesting five different, "Hi, I might have given you chlamydia" conversations? Hard pass.
Look, maybe being president got the better of you.
But the presidential thing to do is be honest.
And let it get out to the school? [scoffs.]
It'll be a political sex scandal.
I'll be impeached.
Oh, no I'm a Clinton.
See, this is why life's better when you never hook up with anyone, ever.
This is so unfair.
I mean, I just figured out how to talk to guys, like, five minutes ago, and it's all ruined.
Unless I just don't tell anyone.
How's that working out, keeping your horrible secret from Maya? Is it eating you up inside? The stress will kill me, won't it? [sighs.]
Maybe there's a plan B.
[Tristan.]
"Notifyyourpartners.
com"? It's a website that sends anonymous "you might have an STI" email to past partners.
Perfect.
[chuckles softly.]
For once, anonymous mass emails to the rescue.
- [chuckles.]
- Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Um, well, if we're looking at this right triangle, we can create an equation to solve for the area, - which would be A=ý(ah) - [cell phone vibrates.]
and then, because this doesn't really give us much information, we can take a look at the diagram again, and using the second right triangle, - we can use sine C - [sighs.]
Dude.
[chuckles.]
Oh, yeah.
Hey.
[stammering.]
[Goldi.]
You're going to die.
What? Um, I I said, "Solving for sine.
" Are you okay, Maya? - [sighs.]
- [Goldi.]
As I was saying, um - [cell phone vibrates.]
- we're solving for sine, so we're gonna have to do B sine C - equals H - [gasps.]
Hey.
Sorry for kicking you out so abruptly yesterday.
No big.
I was just there to hang with Miles, anyways.
[chuckling.]
Okay, then, uh, later.
Though it is always nice to know that I'm a good kisser.
[sighs.]
Lola.
And to be honest, I've been kinda making a list of my own.
Oh? Oh.
Then it only seems fair I should get to see it.
Yeah? Okay.
"Frankie has beautiful hair.
Frankie's always super nice.
Frankie's always so cheerful.
" - Winston - You don't have to say anything.
I feel the same way.
Well, I'll see you later.
[sighs.]
Okay, um, next order of business, the feminist assembly.
Is everything good on your end, Goldi? Uh, yes.
Um, it's being handled.
Okay, great.
Um What STI did you give me, Tristan? How could you do this to me? What are you talking about? This anonymous email you sent me.
[student scoffs.]
[chuckles.]
How do you even know that message came from me? Tristan you're the only guy I ever did anything with.
Please, just tell me how bad it is.
- Am I gonna die? - Okay, Vijay, just calm down.
It's just chlamydia.
[students snickering.]
You didn't have to ditch school just because I did.
Hey of course I did.
You know I'd do anything for you, right? This is just so unfair, Zig.
I know.
I mean, I know that the threats are probably fake, but there's just so many.
And nowhere feels safe anymore.
I write one song to stand up for myself and now I just feel so wrecked.
And then I get mad at myself for how wrecked I feel.
I wish I could just get my hands on one of these losers.
I mean, is it my fault? Did I ignore it for too long, - or get too angry? - Hey.
You didn't do anything wrong.
I know.
I'm just so upset I have to miss the assembly.
I mean, Goldi and I put a lot of work into it.
Well, maybe you don't have to.
Do you have Goldi's number? Yeah, sure, but why? Well if she signs out some AV equipment maybe we can livestream you from here.
And then I could speak at the assembly without having to leave home.
What if it makes it worse? Well, it's not a perfect solution and it's still not fair.
But it's definitely not staying quiet.
You don't even know how much you're the best.
[sighs.]
Awesome.
- Let's get to work.
- Okay.
He had a whole list of his own.
So he wants to get back together.
What's wrong? Was his list weird? No.
It was just stuff like, "She's nice and she has nice hair.
" He said you have nice hair? That's, like, the best compliment someone could get.
Yeah, I'm confused.
You didn't, like, kiss him? It's like the last time Winston and I kissed, he tasted like peanut butter.
Okay, I know I've never kissed a boy, but am I missing something? No, it's that, ever since then, every time I taste peanut butter, I remember the last time Winston and I kissed.
When I kiss Tiny, he sometimes tastes like breath mints.
It's hot.
[chuckles.]
Anyway "Something, something, peanut butter"? So I remember the last time we kissed, and then I remember how badly things ended.
And now I just keep thinking do I even like peanut butter? [Goldi.]
Good afternoon.
Welcome nines and tens, to today's Feminist Club assembly.
Great, time to be bored for the next hour.
And don't worry.
Peanut butter makes everything better.
Unless you go into anaphylactic shock.
[Goldi.]
Later on, we're going to be speaking to the co-president of the Feminist Club, Maya Matlin, live via webcam from her home.
Also, she will be playing a song, which should be cool.
[student on PA.]
Science Fiction Club is on the brink of a major time travel discovery.
Be there to celebrate something out of this world.
Hey, President Milligan, been out polling the electorate lately? [chuckles.]
I said I'd get revenge, but you made it too easy.
[sighs deeply.]
I have last period free, and you are the only thing standing between me and home.
Be gone.
Have you seen the doctor yet? Because I'm basically a leper now? Very droll.
Excuse me.
I'm genuinely asking.
You shouldn't let these things slide for too long.
You're being nice to me? I just I understand what it's like to mess up.
Like, big time understand.
I went to the doctor at lunch.
And [inhales.]
I have zero chlamydia and one urinary tract infection.
[stammers.]
I'm sorry.
- [chuckles.]
- So for now, I'm thinking way more protection and way less online diagnosis.
I have a free period, too.
You wanna, uh, grab a drink? Maybe a large cranberry juice? Well, that is literally what the doctor ordered.
[both chuckle.]
[electric guitar playing.]
[Maya.]
No way You say I gotta chill Well, guess what? Just take care of yourself 'Cause you're messed up Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, I said no way You say I gotta chill That's not cool Just take care of yourself I'm no fool Hey, this is not okay Hey, hey, I said no way You say I gotta chill Well, guess what? Just take care of yourself 'Cause you're messed up - [students cheering.]
- Thank you.
[student.]
That's great! When I wrote that song, I didn't even call myself a feminist yet.
But I had seen first-hand how women are treated differently.
For me, it was just small stuff, like catcalls at shows but the harassment I've gotten lately it all comes from the same thing.
It's people saying, "I'm allowed to do this to her because she's just a girl.
" [Maya sighs.]
Words like "slut" and "rape" they matter.
They make us feel devalued and threatened.
They choose words that inflict pain, and then they tell us it's our fault for getting upset about it.
These words are meant to silence us but - [banging on door.]
- [man.]
Maya Matlin? [Maya.]
Yes? Down on the ground! Face down! Do it now! Face on the ground! - Do it now! - [officer 1.]
Hey, get down! [officer 2.]
Put your hands behind your back! - Why are you doing this? - [officer 2.]
Hands on your back! - Hands on your back! - [indistinct chattering.]
[officer 3.]
Bedroom's clear.
Face down! - [officer 5.]
Clear! - [officer 6.]
Clear! Clear! - [siren wailing.]
- [police radio static.]
[woman on radio.]
This is dispatch.
Stand down.
It's a prank call.
Copy that.
Dispatch says it's nothing but a stupid prank.
Weapons down.
- [officer 7.]
Let's go.
- I got you.
I got you.
Are you two okay? What the hell was that? 911 received a call from someone claiming to be Maya Matlin.
What? I don't understand.
Caller claimed they had shot someone and they were holding hostages, - which is why my team was dispatched.
- [Zig.]
I've heard about this.
They they call it "swatting.
" Yeah, some prank.
Not only is it wasteful, but it's extremely dangerous.
This must've been terrifying for you two.
I'm really sorry.
I'll post a patrol car outside for your safety tonight.
You have my word, we'll find out who did this.
Whatever.
Just so happy they're far, far away from here.
[Zig exhales deeply.]
Yeah, some jerks way out in Wisconsin or wherever, right? - Actually - [Maya.]
What? Dispatch traced the call.
It came from a disposable phone here in Toronto.
- Eight months.
Yeah.
- [boy.]
Yeah.
[sighs.]
- [boy.]
Yeah.
- [Winston.]
Yeah.
Love those.
Funny.
No matter where I go, there you are.
Oh, great.
Do you just, like, stalk me so you can dispense elderly "I got held back a grade" wisdom? Do you kiss your trust fund with that mouth? The last thing I need right now is some super-predictable lecture about how I'm not being honest with myself or whatever.
Hmm.
You're right, you should probably go talk to your besties.
I'm sure they give much better advice.
[upbeat music playing.]
First piece of business - So I'm a piece of business, huh? - [chuckles.]
[Indistinct conversations.]
Aren't you worried someone's gonna walk in? People are just getting to school, which leaves us plenty of time for extracurricular activities.
- Yes, sir, Mr.
President.
- [chuckles.]
[both breathing heavily.]
[Tristan gasps.]
What? It's nothing.
[chuckles.]
Now, where were we? Uh, you know, on, um, second thought, I am actually worried someone's gonna walk in.
- Really? - Very worried.
Um - And I have, uh uh, stuff to do.
- Just president stuff.
Boo.
Well, DM me later and we'll pick up where we left off.
[sighs.]
Can't wait.
[chuckles.]
[door opens.]
"911-eggplant-flame"? You needed me to rush here for baked ziti? I am in a crisis here, and you're making jokes? Whoa, relax.
What's wrong? Where's the fire? [breath trembling.]
[theme music playing.]
Whatever it takes I know I can make it through And if I hold out I know I can make it through Be the best, be the best The best that I can be Whatever it takes I know I can make it I know I can make it through [student on PA.]
Hey, Panthers.
Show your Degrassi pride by Next piece of business is the Feminist Club assembly tomorrow.
We'll start with speeches and then, Maya, you'll play your song.
Good to go.
- And the roleplay skits - [cell phone chimes.]
Where I play "man catcalling women on the street.
" Wow.
You've got those bad guy roles on lock.
[Goldi.]
As we know, Principal Simpson asked us to speak to the grade nines and tens about consent.
Maya More messages, Maya? "People only like Matlin's whiny feminist song because she's blonde.
Hashtag, not okay.
" - What a tool.
- I've been getting garbage like this ever since "Not Okay" went online.
They've been getting grosser since last week in New York.
Whatever.
Haters gonna hate.
[inhales sharply.]
What can I do? I just can't stand the idea of someone hurting you like this.
[Maya.]
It's fine.
I know you have my back.
Um, is this gonna distract you from the assembly tomorrow? - Is it too much? - No, of course not.
- [cell phone chimes.]
- [Goldi groans.]
"Maya Mattress only wrote that lousy song because she's crazy bipolar.
" Are you sure everything's okay? - What? That's so not true.
- It doesn't matter.
Those nards will say any vile thing to shut you up.
"This dumb girl's song is not okay, but I'd still rape her anyway.
" Oh, my God, that's so awful.
[indistinct chatter.]
[cell phones chiming.]
Um don't worry, I'll be ready for the assembly, but, first, I've gotta put a stop to this.
[sighs deeply.]
Come on, chemistry textbook.
[Winston.]
It's up top.
- Hey.
Long time no see.
- Yeah, for sure.
Um, I wanted to ask how you've been since we talked a few weeks back.
I know all this Miles stuff might be kinda rough.
You know it is.
I'm just glad he's finally in counseling.
Thank you for checking.
[chuckles.]
Yeah, so, um I'm on my way to English.
Maybe I'll see you later? Yeah, I hope so.
[both.]
Ooh! Frankston: The Sequel, was only a matter of time.
We were just talking.
NBD.
Uh, the biggest D.
Whatever.
You guys can be me and Tiny's couple friends.
You'd be a billion times better than Zig and Maya.
If I get dragged to another skeezy rock show Maybe, but there's no way Winston would ever be into it.
Except the English class he was "on his way to" is on the opposite side of the school.
Mmm, Frankston Symptoms.
Does it hurt when you tinkle? [quietly.]
Yes.
Indoor voice, please.
Tris, unclench.
It's all in the vault.
Besides, I'm sure you're fine.
Well, I'll be finer if I don't have testicular cancer.
You don't have testicular cancer.
Oh, God.
I'll lose all my hair.
[sighs.]
Do you think I could pull off bald? You're overreacting.
Says the girl who made out with Zig to get back at Grace.
Okay, can we please not talk about that? - Are you okay? - Physically, yes which is more than I can say for you.
Uh, have you had any pain in your "family jewels"? - Yes, for, like, two days.
- Okay, last question.
Easy one.
There's nothing leaking out of your - Tristan! - Just this morning.
[exhales.]
Okay, good news.
You don't have testicular cancer.
According to Dr.
Google, it sounds like chlamydia.
How is that good news? I haven't had sex and I have an STI? Oh, my God, I'm gonna have to change schools.
No, change cities.
Look, we've all done things we wish we could take back, but chlamydia's actually pretty treatable.
Do you have any idea where you could've gotten it? Yeah I have a pretty good idea.
[exhales deeply.]
[sighs.]
Damn it.
Hey, do you have a phone charger? I'm almost dead.
Did you spend all morning arguing with those brutal trolls online? I tried reporting the accounts.
They always just make new ones.
- [cell phone beeps.]
- I mean, what? Am I just supposed to ignore this crap? [sighs.]
Some loser called "Real Man MRA" says, "Maya's a fake feminist C-word who's hooked up with every guy at her school.
I should know.
" Who says that? Just remember what people say about feeding the trolls.
- Don't.
- I know, I know.
But I've just had such a rough week and it doesn't help that Zig's been acting sorta sketchy.
[sighs.]
Yeah.
About that.
Um, there's something I should tell you There's no way you're getting away with saying that, perv.
Never mind, I'll tell you later.
Hey, um, I thought we were gonna work on the assembly? - Can you unplug? - I can't, Grace.
I mean, who's gonna take me seriously when I'm talking about feminism if I just absorb all this abuse? [Grace.]
Maya you have to see this.
They doxxed you.
- Do you English? - This is serious.
They posted all of your personal information online.
- Your address, your phone number - Wait, what? You mean some psycho could just come to my house? No, that's crazy.
Please tell me that's crazy, Grace.
Probably, but I don't know.
[cell phone vibrating.]
"Gonna roll up to 445 Maple Street, give it to Maya right in her bedroom.
" Grace, I've gotta get some help.
[bell ringing.]
We need to talk.
Tristan, I really don't feel up to this right now.
[grunts.]
Okay, I am basically 100% headache right now, - so thank you for that.
- That's a shame, but I want an explanation for what you did to me.
Whatever happened between us is in the past, okay? I have after-school counseling to get to.
- You gave me chlamydia.
- [scoffs.]
That's exactly what I need, attitude from patient zero.
I'm sorry you got chlamydia, but you didn't get it from me.
Stop lying! It's not like I'm not used to you always hurting me.
Tristan, I've had a billion medical tests recently.
I know for a fact that I never gave you anything.
But [sighs.]
If you didn't, then who did? [muttering.]
Have fun figuring that out.
[sighs.]
Okay, uh what did you get for question five? Uh, I got, "You and Winston and me and Tiny all go do couples yoga".
[sighs.]
You're hesitant.
Understandable.
I've got the perfect Frankie solution.
- A pro/con list.
- What, like, about Winston? Already up.
Pro.
Mixed babies are gorgeous.
Pro he's a great kisser.
Still mentally suppressing how you found that out.
[scoffs.]
Uh, pro, I know he'd never hurt me.
Pro you were way happier when you were with him.
You're right.
I did feel happier when we were together.
Hey, can I get the new Wi-Fi password? Winston! [chuckles nervously.]
What are you doing here? I mean, it's nice to see you, but, why? Well, I was just waiting for Miles to be done counseling.
Um, am I interrupting? Yeah, uh, we were just We were talking about Uh, about cramps.
Yes, those.
- [chuckles uneasily.]
Oh, yikes.
Sorry.
- [TV beeps.]
I should, um, leave you ladies to all of that.
Uh, later.
Do you think he saw the list? - I couldn't tell.
- [sighs.]
Con, I ruined everything.
Again.
Well, first off, it's great that you saved all these harassing posts.
See, right there, where the rape threats begin? This must be just awful for you.
Do you have any idea who has been harassing you? No, that's that's the point.
That's why you need to find these jerks and arrest them.
To be realistic, none of these posts have any identifying information.
If they blocked their IPs using a VPN, we're not exactly equipped to track them down.
But you're not gonna give up, right? We'll do everything that we can.
We're hoping you might be able to post an officer - to guard our house.
- Yeah, like, tonight.
If we're to post an officer at the home of every woman that gets threatening messages online, we'd have no one left to patrol the streets.
[Mrs.
Matlin scoffs.]
Look, the truth is that in cases of harassment like this, actual violence is extremely rare.
But it has happened.
Have you considered shutting down your online accounts? [Mrs.
Matlin scoffs.]
I It's just, I live online.
All my music stuff is online.
Well, my advice is to keep saving posts like this so that we can build a case if they ever do something.
Something like what? In the meantime, just try to go about your day-to-day life.
Okay, I'm gonna look into this, but I'm afraid that's all I can do for now.
Come on, honey.
Let's just go home.
[Mrs.
Matlin sighs.]
[Tristan.]
Okay, then there was Vijay, and then Luke.
- Uh-huh.
- Then other Luke.
And then there was that guy with the abs who I want to say was on the swim team.
Tris, that's five guys this term.
Hell of a body count.
Hello? This office is a safe space.
Are you shaming me? I'm not not shaming you.
What if I never find the dirtbag that chlamydiated me? That's the thing, though.
This isn't just a list of suspects.
This is also a list of potential victims.
So you're saying that, depending on when I acquired this gift, I could've given it to any of these guys? And until you tell them, it could spread further.
Excuse? Are you seriously suggesting five different, "Hi, I might have given you chlamydia" conversations? Hard pass.
Look, maybe being president got the better of you.
But the presidential thing to do is be honest.
And let it get out to the school? [scoffs.]
It'll be a political sex scandal.
I'll be impeached.
Oh, no I'm a Clinton.
See, this is why life's better when you never hook up with anyone, ever.
This is so unfair.
I mean, I just figured out how to talk to guys, like, five minutes ago, and it's all ruined.
Unless I just don't tell anyone.
How's that working out, keeping your horrible secret from Maya? Is it eating you up inside? The stress will kill me, won't it? [sighs.]
Maybe there's a plan B.
[Tristan.]
"Notifyyourpartners.
com"? It's a website that sends anonymous "you might have an STI" email to past partners.
Perfect.
[chuckles softly.]
For once, anonymous mass emails to the rescue.
- [chuckles.]
- Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Um, well, if we're looking at this right triangle, we can create an equation to solve for the area, - which would be A=ý(ah) - [cell phone vibrates.]
and then, because this doesn't really give us much information, we can take a look at the diagram again, and using the second right triangle, - we can use sine C - [sighs.]
Dude.
[chuckles.]
Oh, yeah.
Hey.
[stammering.]
[Goldi.]
You're going to die.
What? Um, I I said, "Solving for sine.
" Are you okay, Maya? - [sighs.]
- [Goldi.]
As I was saying, um - [cell phone vibrates.]
- we're solving for sine, so we're gonna have to do B sine C - equals H - [gasps.]
Hey.
Sorry for kicking you out so abruptly yesterday.
No big.
I was just there to hang with Miles, anyways.
[chuckling.]
Okay, then, uh, later.
Though it is always nice to know that I'm a good kisser.
[sighs.]
Lola.
And to be honest, I've been kinda making a list of my own.
Oh? Oh.
Then it only seems fair I should get to see it.
Yeah? Okay.
"Frankie has beautiful hair.
Frankie's always super nice.
Frankie's always so cheerful.
" - Winston - You don't have to say anything.
I feel the same way.
Well, I'll see you later.
[sighs.]
Okay, um, next order of business, the feminist assembly.
Is everything good on your end, Goldi? Uh, yes.
Um, it's being handled.
Okay, great.
Um What STI did you give me, Tristan? How could you do this to me? What are you talking about? This anonymous email you sent me.
[student scoffs.]
[chuckles.]
How do you even know that message came from me? Tristan you're the only guy I ever did anything with.
Please, just tell me how bad it is.
- Am I gonna die? - Okay, Vijay, just calm down.
It's just chlamydia.
[students snickering.]
You didn't have to ditch school just because I did.
Hey of course I did.
You know I'd do anything for you, right? This is just so unfair, Zig.
I know.
I mean, I know that the threats are probably fake, but there's just so many.
And nowhere feels safe anymore.
I write one song to stand up for myself and now I just feel so wrecked.
And then I get mad at myself for how wrecked I feel.
I wish I could just get my hands on one of these losers.
I mean, is it my fault? Did I ignore it for too long, - or get too angry? - Hey.
You didn't do anything wrong.
I know.
I'm just so upset I have to miss the assembly.
I mean, Goldi and I put a lot of work into it.
Well, maybe you don't have to.
Do you have Goldi's number? Yeah, sure, but why? Well if she signs out some AV equipment maybe we can livestream you from here.
And then I could speak at the assembly without having to leave home.
What if it makes it worse? Well, it's not a perfect solution and it's still not fair.
But it's definitely not staying quiet.
You don't even know how much you're the best.
[sighs.]
Awesome.
- Let's get to work.
- Okay.
He had a whole list of his own.
So he wants to get back together.
What's wrong? Was his list weird? No.
It was just stuff like, "She's nice and she has nice hair.
" He said you have nice hair? That's, like, the best compliment someone could get.
Yeah, I'm confused.
You didn't, like, kiss him? It's like the last time Winston and I kissed, he tasted like peanut butter.
Okay, I know I've never kissed a boy, but am I missing something? No, it's that, ever since then, every time I taste peanut butter, I remember the last time Winston and I kissed.
When I kiss Tiny, he sometimes tastes like breath mints.
It's hot.
[chuckles.]
Anyway "Something, something, peanut butter"? So I remember the last time we kissed, and then I remember how badly things ended.
And now I just keep thinking do I even like peanut butter? [Goldi.]
Good afternoon.
Welcome nines and tens, to today's Feminist Club assembly.
Great, time to be bored for the next hour.
And don't worry.
Peanut butter makes everything better.
Unless you go into anaphylactic shock.
[Goldi.]
Later on, we're going to be speaking to the co-president of the Feminist Club, Maya Matlin, live via webcam from her home.
Also, she will be playing a song, which should be cool.
[student on PA.]
Science Fiction Club is on the brink of a major time travel discovery.
Be there to celebrate something out of this world.
Hey, President Milligan, been out polling the electorate lately? [chuckles.]
I said I'd get revenge, but you made it too easy.
[sighs deeply.]
I have last period free, and you are the only thing standing between me and home.
Be gone.
Have you seen the doctor yet? Because I'm basically a leper now? Very droll.
Excuse me.
I'm genuinely asking.
You shouldn't let these things slide for too long.
You're being nice to me? I just I understand what it's like to mess up.
Like, big time understand.
I went to the doctor at lunch.
And [inhales.]
I have zero chlamydia and one urinary tract infection.
[stammers.]
I'm sorry.
- [chuckles.]
- So for now, I'm thinking way more protection and way less online diagnosis.
I have a free period, too.
You wanna, uh, grab a drink? Maybe a large cranberry juice? Well, that is literally what the doctor ordered.
[both chuckle.]
[electric guitar playing.]
[Maya.]
No way You say I gotta chill Well, guess what? Just take care of yourself 'Cause you're messed up Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, I said no way You say I gotta chill That's not cool Just take care of yourself I'm no fool Hey, this is not okay Hey, hey, I said no way You say I gotta chill Well, guess what? Just take care of yourself 'Cause you're messed up - [students cheering.]
- Thank you.
[student.]
That's great! When I wrote that song, I didn't even call myself a feminist yet.
But I had seen first-hand how women are treated differently.
For me, it was just small stuff, like catcalls at shows but the harassment I've gotten lately it all comes from the same thing.
It's people saying, "I'm allowed to do this to her because she's just a girl.
" [Maya sighs.]
Words like "slut" and "rape" they matter.
They make us feel devalued and threatened.
They choose words that inflict pain, and then they tell us it's our fault for getting upset about it.
These words are meant to silence us but - [banging on door.]
- [man.]
Maya Matlin? [Maya.]
Yes? Down on the ground! Face down! Do it now! Face on the ground! - Do it now! - [officer 1.]
Hey, get down! [officer 2.]
Put your hands behind your back! - Why are you doing this? - [officer 2.]
Hands on your back! - Hands on your back! - [indistinct chattering.]
[officer 3.]
Bedroom's clear.
Face down! - [officer 5.]
Clear! - [officer 6.]
Clear! Clear! - [siren wailing.]
- [police radio static.]
[woman on radio.]
This is dispatch.
Stand down.
It's a prank call.
Copy that.
Dispatch says it's nothing but a stupid prank.
Weapons down.
- [officer 7.]
Let's go.
- I got you.
I got you.
Are you two okay? What the hell was that? 911 received a call from someone claiming to be Maya Matlin.
What? I don't understand.
Caller claimed they had shot someone and they were holding hostages, - which is why my team was dispatched.
- [Zig.]
I've heard about this.
They they call it "swatting.
" Yeah, some prank.
Not only is it wasteful, but it's extremely dangerous.
This must've been terrifying for you two.
I'm really sorry.
I'll post a patrol car outside for your safety tonight.
You have my word, we'll find out who did this.
Whatever.
Just so happy they're far, far away from here.
[Zig exhales deeply.]
Yeah, some jerks way out in Wisconsin or wherever, right? - Actually - [Maya.]
What? Dispatch traced the call.
It came from a disposable phone here in Toronto.
- Eight months.
Yeah.
- [boy.]
Yeah.
[sighs.]
- [boy.]
Yeah.
- [Winston.]
Yeah.
Love those.
Funny.
No matter where I go, there you are.
Oh, great.
Do you just, like, stalk me so you can dispense elderly "I got held back a grade" wisdom? Do you kiss your trust fund with that mouth? The last thing I need right now is some super-predictable lecture about how I'm not being honest with myself or whatever.
Hmm.
You're right, you should probably go talk to your besties.
I'm sure they give much better advice.
[upbeat music playing.]