One of Us Is Lying (2021) s02e06 Episode Script

1
Welcome, my child, and may
God's grace shine upon you.
I bet you say that to all the girls.
Hello, Vanessa.
Has it been a year already?
Don't pretend you didn't miss me.
I believe your line is,
"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned."
But I haven't.
I'm only here because
my parents forced me.
No one is free from sin, Vanessa.
Yeah, no one in Bayview.
Yes, I understand it's been an
extraordinarily difficult year.
Oh, you don't even know.
First, my best guy friend
is framed for murder
by my ex-best girlfriend
who screwed my boyfriend last summer.
And then, he vanishes.
And then, this rando I trusted
and promoted on my socials
turned out to be some con artist
who got her off-brand Anna Delvey
shoved off a water slide.
And now, half the school blames me
for platforming the crazy bitch.
And I had to go dark on all my socials
because I am too terrified of what
will happen to me if I speak out.
All that in one year?
That's just since September.
In dark moments like this,
I'm reminded of a passage from Ezekiel.
No, no, no, we're not doing that.
You got the tea you wanted, padre,
but this booth is majorly triggering
for my clinically
diagnosed claustrophobia,
so let's just skip to the
part where I check my apps
and you sit there long enough
to get my parents off my
back till next Christmas.
We don't have to wait a year.
Sometimes it helps to talk to someone
- with a little perspective
- Shut up.
Shut up!
Is this for real?
Are you fucking kidding me?
Hey, excuse me. I'm Tom Prestin.
Are you a Bayview student?
Do you know TJ Forrester?
No press, please.
Wait, I know you.
You're that conspiracy
theory girl from Instagram.
So you've watched?
Yeah, yeah, I've devoured.
- You're a riot.
- Yeah.
No, those videos are ridiculous.
Yeah.
OK, so I don't do those anymore.
Sorry to disappoint.
I shouldn't be here.
I told myself the rest of
senior year would be drama-free.
- Then why did you come?
- Because you asked, TJ.
And curiosity got the better of me.
I'm only human.
Did you do it?
How could you even ask me that?
How could I not?
I mean, you don't seem crazy,
but neither did Giselle.
I didn't kill her, OK?
I was set up.
The cops, my parents, my lawyer.
No one believes me.
And what makes you think I will?
You're the only person who's been
seeing things clearly all along.
Finally, someone gets it. Thank you.
OK, say more.
So I got an anonymous text
telling me to break into
that abandoned mall off the 5
to steal that Twist o' Pretzel
food sign from the food court,
then drive it into the
desert as fast as I could.
You didn't do it, did you?
Why would you do that?
I had to, OK? I was being blackmailed.
Stop.
Blackmailed? How?
We only have a few minutes.
Details don't matter.
The point is, I didn't
want it getting out,
so I did what they said.
They asked to search the car.
I was worried they'd find the
Twist o' Pretzel sign in the trunk,
and they opened the glove box.
They found Giselle's phone.
Her blood was all over it.
They arrested me right there.
Yeah, no shit. That's
serious evidence, dude.
Yeah, they're saying I'm a jilted lover.
Are you trying to say
you didn't fuck her?
No, I'm trying to say I didn't kill her.
Um, the phone?
Someone must have planted
it when I went into the mall,
but there's no security
footage to prove it.
Duh, that's why the
blackmailer chose that spot
well, alleged blackmailer.
I'm assuming you showed
the cops the texts?
Yes, I tried.
They disappeared.
That's the best you came up with?
I know it sounds crazy,
but they're working
with serious tech, OK?
The only way they could
have on me what they do
is if they somehow got onto my phone.
OK, so what's on your phone
you don't want anyone to see?
Still not the point.
After Addy stole my phone at homecoming,
I beefed up security.
The blackmailer must have hacked it
used a virus or something.
OK, so Mr. Robot hacked your phone?
Got it.
- Good luck in prison, babe.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Wait, wait, wait, dude.
My mom told me that
Cooper's been calling nonstop
and wants to see me.
And those anonymous texts,
they were signed "Simon Says."
You've been saying they
killed Simon all along.
You're the only person who sees
them for who they truly are.
You've been obsessing
over them for months.
Why stop now?
Because of the body count, TJ.
So you do think they killed Giselle.
Please.
The cops want to put me away.
You're my only hope.
I I'm done with all that.
I'm sorry.
You know me!
I'm not a killer!
What, you're just
gonna leave me in here?
Let's go.
If this fucked up year
has taught me anything
It's that everyone
has something to hide.
Vanessa!
OK, babe.
First day of the last
semester of high school.
Best years of your life.
You got this, gorgeous.
Don't let the assholes get you down.
But also, keep your head down,
look hot,
and try not to get killed before prom.
I heard TJ's still locked up
because his parents
refused to pay his bail.
Is that true?
I wouldn't know.
I literally only
talked to him that once.
I am not involved.
Oh, my God.
Keely, look.
Murder Club,
walking in together
like no one even cares.
'Cause no one does.
Some balls of them to
show their faces here
while TJ rots in jail.
I checked, and none of them
posted anything all break.
That is fucking suspicious.
Or they were busy.
Cooper's back with Kris, so he
barely responded to my texts.
And Addy said her mom
wanted quality time.
And of course you believe them.
I thought you weren't involved.
I'm not.
All right, folks, let's
settle in and get started.
Welcome back.
I hope your winter breaks were good.
I'd like this new year to be a
new beginning for our community.
Come on, people. Phones off.
You may remember
the takeover of the school's
computers last month.
The culprit is no longer a student here,
but the virus may have
compromised personal devices.
- Did she just say virus?
- Shh.
Our IT department suggests
Principal Gupta, I
I have something I need to say.
This isn't a talkback, Addy.
Yeah, I just
I just wanted to say
what everyone's thinking.
Giselle Ward was a slut.
Addy!
And she
she had it coming.
That's detention, Ms. Prentiss.
And you and I will
be talking about this.
What are you freaks up to?
Addy and Maeve.
I am just living for this pairing.
It's like one of those videos
where a kitten makes
friends with a chicken.
What do you want, Vanessa?
Some stunt you pulled at assembly.
You know, after your little performance,
rumors are going around
that TJ killed Giselle to win you back.
I feel like a boombox on the
lawn would be so much easier.
So you think he did it?
I hope justice will be served.
That's funny, because I was
just thinking the same thing.
Haven't seen you making
out with Janae today.
Where is she?
Janae got transferred to Balmoral Hall.
Devastated, actually,
but thanks for rubbing
salt in the wound.
Oh, Janae got kicked out.
Speaking of making out,
where's Evan?
Why would I know that?
Well, because we know about Evanessa.
OK, ew.
- Mm.
- Stop.
That is so not a thing.
Gupta said that whoever put
the virus on the computers
isn't at Bayview anymore.
Janae Matthews transferred schools.
I bet Janae put the virus on
the computers to hack TJ's phone.
What are you talking about?
That's how Murder Club
framed TJ for killing Giselle.
Listen, I have student council at 3:00,
so I don't really have time to talk.
Right, sorry.
Would Addy really kill Giselle
because she was jealous?
You're still talking.
OK, Evan, let me help you.
Just
Maybe Giselle knew they framed Jake,
and paying her off didn't work.
Or maybe we just hit pause
on all this murder stuff.
You don't believe me?
Oh, Vanessa.
OK. We're alone, OK?
You can stop with this act.
What act?
The whole "Infowars,"
everything is a conspiracy and
nothing's as it seems stuff.
You're not serious.
Serious about what, Evan?
Anything.
- OK.
- Hmm? No.
No, but it's that
Come on. That's a good thing.
It's fine. You're fun, you know?
You know how to turn any
situation into a good time.
That is such a rare gift.
Yeah, not if everyone thinks I'm a joke.
OK, well
prove them wrong.
Don't just go broadcasting
every wild bit of information.
Do research. Gather evidence.
Oh, my God. Evan, that is
Actually not bad advice.
Thank you so much, Mr. Matthews.
Janae?
You in here?
Ugh, come on.
I know you guys are hiding something.
Hello.
Holy shit.
They really killed her.
And we're all next.
- What the fuck are you doing?
- Oh, my God.
Hi.
I heard you weren't
coming back to school,
so I just wanted to say goodbye.
But if you don't want
to hear it, I'll just go.
No.
You're not leaving
until you tell me
what you're doing here.
I made guac. Any takers?
Thank you, Mr. Matthews,
but I was actually just heading out.
Evan, pick up.
Murder Club is trying to kill us.
Our faces were all crossed out?
Yes, it was an enemies list.
They already axed Giselle,
put you behind bars.
And Evan, Cole, and I are next.
You were right, TJ.
If we don't prove that
Murder Club is guilty,
my life's in danger, too, OK?
So start talking.
What's your alibi for Giselle's murder?
I was on the couch,
getting high and rewatching "Geostorm."
OK, yeah, that's too sad to
be a lie but far from airtight.
What about the secret
Simon Says had on you?
Why do you need to know that?
Because I've watched enough "SVU"
to know a clue can
come from anywhere, TJ.
Spill.
Fine. OK, but you
you have to swear that
you're not gonna tell anyone.
On Mariska Hargitay's life.
These past few months, I
have had a side hustle on
CougarsLoveCubs.com.
You're a sugar baby?
- I'm not a
- I knew it was a sex thing.
I knew it was a sex thing.
Only cam stuff, OK? No
one ever saw my face.
OK, great. But why?
Your dad is, like, mega rich.
That's the embarrassing part.
Dad got super into crypto.
He lost everything.
He can't even afford my bail.
Ooh. Even Nate Macauley made bail.
Yeah, that's actually why
I got a job at Victor's,
and I sucked so much
that I got shit-canned.
I didn't know you were fired, TJ. Why?
The night before Giselle got murdered,
someone stole 1,200 bucks from
the register using my ID code.
No, wait, hold up. I was
at Victor's that night.
I don't remember seeing you there.
Because I wasn't!
I was surfing Lunada up in PV.
But does anyone listen? No.
No, let's blame
everything on TJ, you know?
TJ, shut up.
I have an idea.
I love the uniform.
It's, like, chic in,
like, a cop kind of way.
The girl from the Internet. Great.
Not to sound all Bronwyn Rojas,
but I'm here gathering evidence.
And I'd like to see the cash found
with Giselle Worth's belongings.
And why do you think
there was cash found?
Because the night before Giselle died,
she told me someone tried to
pay her off with $1,200 in cash.
Turns out, that same night,
someone stole $1,200 from Victor's.
And you know that's not a coincidence.
Coincidence or not, we don't
show evidence to the public.
I can prove it.
I went a little overboard
at Sephora on Black Friday,
so my dad has had me on
credit card probation.
My life's a cash-only
hell, like I'm a Mennonite.
- Mm-hmm.
- Or a Boomer.
- Is this going somewhere?
- Yeah.
I'm a make lemons into a
lemon La Croix kind of girl,
so I took this as a guerilla
marketing opportunity.
I started doodling on my bills
and writing down my handles.
Oh, you're a real Bethenny Frankel.
- Thank you.
- Why should I care?
Because on the night
the money was stolen,
I paid for a frieze salmon salad
with a 50 that had Grant done up
in a gorgeous, beautiful beehive wig.
If that bill was found
in Giselle's motel room,
that proves the money
came from Victor's.
And since TJ wasn't in town
but I saw Nate Macauley working,
that means Nate tried to pay
Giselle off before killing her.
Why is she laughing?
You're welcome.
- Table for one?
- Rude.
No, I need to talk to Victor
about an incident involving
two of his employees
TJ and Nate.
Oh, you're shitting me.
Everything OK?
Um
yeah, yeah, just some
pervs trying to scare me.
Speak of the devil.
Tell Victor I'll be back.
Nate Macauley on a yacht?
OK, there is definitely
something wrong with this picture.
Shit, shit.
What are you supposed to be?
Close your eyes. Keep them closed.
They are closed.
Step here.
There you go, mm-hmm.
- You are still such a dork.
- It's gotta be a surprise.
- Step. One more step.
- OK.
Careful. Keep them closed.
There you go. Okay. Oh.
And open.
Voilà. This is my cabin.
- Kind of an upgrade, right?
- Wow.
- Yeah, it's so nice of Janae to let you stay here.
- Yeah.
How long do you think you'll crash?
Until I can afford my own place.
I'm not going home.
You know, when it was just my
dad passed out on the couch,
I could deal,
but with my mom,
there is no avoiding the dysfunction.
And there is all this
Simon Says bullshit.
Can't believe Vanessa
saw the murder board.
- Murder board?
- OK, but it's just Vanessa.
She's not going to figure anything out.
I hope not.
'Cause then we might have another
Giselle situation on our hands.
OK, yeah. But we don't have
to think about that right now.
As a matter of fact, you
were showing me your cabin.
Tell me about this bed.
It's more of a show
rather than tell situation.
OK, so show me.
Take this off.
Shit.
The fuck was that?
Shit.
Shh, shh.
Shh.
Aah!
- What the fuck?
- Vanessa?
Is this not my dad's
boat? I always do this.
OK, first the pool house, now this.
Why are you following us?
Because you killed
Giselle and then framed TJ,
and I'm gonna prove it.
You really don't want to do this.
OK, let me go, asshole.
Wait. You think TJ was framed?
No, I don't think it, Bronwyn.
I know it. I know everything.
I know Janae put the virus
on the school computers
and used it to get dirt
on everyone at school.
And that's how you blackmailed TJ.
And now you're blackmailing me.
Who's just Vanessa now, Bronwyn?
Blackmailed how? You have to tell us.
Save the innocent act for the bedroom.
Vanessa, slow down.
You need to take it easy, OK?
- Vanessa?
- Oh, my God.
What the fuck? Whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Put Stan down.
Let me go, or it's bye-bye, bestie.
I swear to God, I have even less regard
for this thing's life
than you did for Giselle's.
OK, just tell us what TJ said.
Bronwyn. Bronwyn, let it go.
We'll deal with her later.
Vanessa, chill.
We're moving.
I barely made it out of there alive.
They said I'd end up like Giselle.
Giselle is dead, Cole!
I'm aware, but let's not overreact.
Overreact?
Dude, they framed
your brother for murder
and then chased him
out of town, or worse.
And then they killed
Giselle. And they framed TJ.
And now, they want us dead.
You know we're on the same side,
but not everything is
a conspiracy, Vanessa.
Oh, my God, what are
you even saying, Cole?
Jake wasn't framed.
He killed Simon.
That's no. Jake is innocent.
Why would Jake kill Simon?
I don't know.
I believed he was
innocent too. I really did.
But then I heard the recording.
What recording?
Wheeler brought me and my
mom in the night Giselle died.
They're building a case against Jake.
They played us files from his Xbox.
No.
No, that that can't be true, Cole.
That's not true.
Our lawyer gave us a copy.
Vanessa, you need to hear it.
Are you being serious?
Just listen.
Please?
Man, I can't wait to see their faces.
It's going to be fucking hilarious.
I mean, you're going to be there, right?
What?
Outside detention, just in case?
I don't trust those idiots to
know their way around an EpiPen.
No, no.
Simon, I told you,
nothing to tie me to any of this.
I was wrong.
About everything.
I used to think I knew
Jake better than anyone,
better than Addy even.
God, but the the Jake on those tapes,
he's so cold.
And he's so angry.
There was always this
other side to Jake.
I just didn't want to see it.
Do you remember the day I called you
to tell you I was pregnant?
- The first thing you said to me was
- "Don't tell Jake."
He didn't know we were hooking up.
I wasn't sure how he'd take it.
You were scared of what he'd do.
Let's just say he had his demons.
What does that mean?
Addy said Jake wasn't really in Greece.
She's right, isn't she?
After everything, Cole,
I think you owe me the truth.
Jake was in rehab.
Rehab?
For what?
Oh, my God. Cole, for what?
Cole, why didn't you
tell me this sooner?
I knew I shouldn't have said anything.
Look, my parents do not
want this to get out.
OK, Vanessa? Vanessa.
Hey, hey, you cannot tell anyone.
Fine.
But still, OK, none of this
points to who killed Giselle.
Like I said, not
everything is a conspiracy.
Jake killed Simon.
TJ killed Giselle.
Cole, what about Murder Club?
What about those pictures
of us on the wall?
OK, it is over.
Vanessa, it's done, OK?
Those people are crazy,
but that does not mean that
you need to be crazy too.
Hmm?
Mind if I join you?
I just needed a place to think
where no one would look for me.
So this is not Vanessa
Clark's come to Jesus moment,
so don't try anything.
I wouldn't know where to begin.
Have you ever been so sure
that you know something,
and then it turns out you were
completely wrong all along?
Nearly every day.
And that your best friend
isn't who he says he is?
And maybe if you think about it,
the only reason you were defending him
was because it made people
pay attention to you?
And and if you were wrong about him,
then maybe you're
wrong about everything?
That one, not so much.
Everyone thinks I'm a joke.
The funny part is, they're right.
Some wise words come to mind.
"I don't know a soul
that's not been battered.
I don't have a friend who feels at ease.
I don't know a dream
that's not been shattered
when driven to its knees."
Is that Ezekiel or whatever?
Wrong prophet.
That's Paul
Simon.
He's saying, feeling lost is
part of what makes us human.
But those thoughts don't define us.
What defines us is what we do next.
But how do you know what to do?
When I feel the truth's eluding me,
it helps to begin at the beginning.
I assume nothing and let
only the truth guide me.
Father, um
Who's Paul Simon?
I'm kidding.
Your face.
Oh, my God.
Oh, sorry about the "God."
I don't know a soul
who's not been battered ♪
I don't have a friend
who feels at ease ♪
I don't know a dream
that's not been shattered ♪
Or driven to its knees ♪
- Still, when I think of ♪
- Begin at the beginning.
The road we're traveling on ♪
I wonder what's gone wrong ♪
I can't help it, I
wonder what's gone wrong ♪
Vanessa, got your text.
It's not exactly where I expected
our little study session
to go down, but you know
Ooh, Keely. Hi.
Hi.
Vanessa and I, we're just
working on a school project
for a class at school.
OK, so Evan sucks at
lying. That's good to know.
I know you two are hooking up.
Vanessa told me about your abs.
Hmm.
- Well, I mean
- All right.
OK, I'm confused.
What am I what am I doing here?
OK, so this is a honey trap.
You weren't responding to
my non-sex-related texts.
What, that Murder Club stuff?
I thought that was just jokes.
Sit, yeah?
- OK.
- Yeah.
OK, I know I've been a
lot these past few months.
And maybe I haven't been
the best friend or
hookup partner,
but I really can't do this alone.
Do what?
You told me to gather evidence, right?
So I did.
I went back to the beginning,
where all of this started.
Halloween.
You promised this wasn't
more of your bullshit.
It's not, Keely.
This is different, OK? I have facts.
I need you, Keels.
OK, fine.
OK.
Fact: Jake killed Simon.
- What did you say?
- Wait, excuse me?
You just spent months trying to
convince the world that he didn't.
I know. I was wrong.
Wow.
In the 13 years I've known her,
I have never heard her say
those words in that order.
So what changed your mind?
That's confidential.
But Jake killing Simon
doesn't mean Murder
Club is innocent, OK?
I have been up all night going
through hundreds of photos
my army sent in from Halloween.
And I made a timeline of
the party.
- Wow.
- OK.
9:22.
This is the last
photograph of Jake's car.
The next time we see
the driveway is 9:36.
No car.
OK, so Jake left the party
in that 14-minute window.
Yes, and we see the car again at 10:03
in that picture by the woods,
where we started the search party.
After that, the car is never seen again.
So Jake left for Mexico after 10:04.
- Who cares?
- There's more.
Jake's party was invite-only
crème de la fucking crème.
I helped make the invite list,
so I was able to match every guest
to their disappointingly
derivative costume.
The only people I can't identify
these three party crashers
in store-bought masks at 9:02,
the same mask I found
in Janae's pool house.
So who are they?
Based on hair and body type,
I believe we're looking
at Janae Matthews,
Nate Macauley, and Bronwyn Rojas.
Yeah, that does look like Bronwyn.
Expert verified. Terrific.
Moving on, there is one
more uninvited guest.
9:13.
Jake argues with a bear,
who is Murder Club's groupie
Maeve Rojas.
OK, so they crashed Jake's party.
So what?
So after 9:22, when
Jake's car disappears,
none of them appear in any more photos,
and neither do Cooper and
Addy, until almost 11:30.
OK, now I know you've lost it.
Cooper told me they were upstairs
helping your drunk ass that whole time.
Fake news, Keels. I wasn't upstairs.
I woke up from my nap and
went back down to the party
at approximately 10:12.
You were watching "Scream."
I have a very blurry memory
of Neve Campbell punching Courteney Cox
right before I continued my nap.
But if you don't believe me, that's OK.
Believe this awful photo
someone took of me at 10:13.
Oh, my God.
And seeing that bear costume
reminded me of something else too.
OK, I don't have a photo for this one,
but I know I saw Cooper and
Addy come back into the party
right as "Scream" was ending,
which would make it approximately 11:21.
And Maeve the bear came
in right behind them.
You guys, wherever they went,
they went together.
This is sort of amazing.
You're sort of amazing.
Yeah, fully aware of that.
Thank you.
So Cooper's been lying
to me this whole time.
Yeah.
Look, I know it's hard, Keels,
but we have to see the
assholes in our life
for who they really are.
Are you OK?
I need to talk to Zach.
Zach's my dickhead ex.
He stalked me to the Halloween party,
so I punched him.
After that, he wandered
off from the party.
But for days, he kept calling
to tell me we need to
talk about Halloween.
He said there's something
about Cooper I need to hear.
I thought he was making
it up out of spite,
so I ignored it.
So do you think he's telling the truth?
I don't know what to think anymore.
Right.
Well, I can't wait
to meet this Zach guy.
He sounds great.
Well, I I think
he's more likely to talk
if Vanessa and I go in alone.
It's OK.
We got this.
Hey, douchebag.
Hey, Keely bear.
I knew you'd be back.
So you want me to tell you
what I saw on Halloween.
OK.
I'll tell you
if you apologize.
- Keely
- No, no, no, it's fine.
OK.
I am sorry I hit you, Zach.
Halloween.
Talk.
Well, I was too drunk to drive,
so I decided to walk home.
That's when I saw Cooper's Jeep
tailing Jake's Karmann
Ghia on a backroad.
What time?
I don't know, 11:00?
Why didn't you tell the police?
Then I wouldn't get to see
my Keely bear again, would I?
How do I know you're not making
this up to get back at Cooper?
Hey, I'm not a liar,
OK? But he is, right?
I mean, he never even loved you.
And you chose him?
I mean, what is wrong with you?
Are you really that stupid?
Hey, bro?
Yeah, keep talking.
Because things turn out great
for privileged white dudes
who demean women on camera.
Whatever.
I have other plans for Cooper Clay.
Yeah, OK, here's what's gonna happen.
You're gonna tell us exactly
where you saw Jake's car,
or I'm gonna post the
shit out of this video
and tag your problematic ass.
OK, this is where Captain Douche
said he saw Jake's car turn off.
And Cooper's Jeep kept going
that way on the main road.
So it doesn't look like
this dirt road goes anywhere.
It just ends in a cliff.
Then that's where we're going.
So what are we hoping to find here?
Proof that Jake's not in Mexico.
Right. No, yeah.
But I mean,
what are we really doing here?
Most people would have given up
about 600 Halloween pictures ago.
People don't expect much from me, Evan.
After a while, I guess
I stopped expecting much from myself.
So if I'm right about
this, maybe that'll change.
Well, you're good at this.
Really good.
You are a natural journalist, I'd say.
- OK.
- No, seriously.
Seriously, you shouldn't
sell yourself short.
I think you could consider a career.
And I do hear that Northwestern
has a great program.
OK, yeah, like I would move to Chicago.
You do not cover this
body with a parka, Evan.
True. True.
Why are people sending me
links to Bronwyn's Instagram?
Oh, my God. That bitch!
Hey, was she spying on us?
Yeah, um, so that's my fault.
They threatened to
tell everyone about us
if I didn't stop investigating.
But you just kept going anyway?
Yeah, I guess I care more about
the truth than my reputation.
Hmm.
Well, I guess Bronwyn's done
denying they're Simon Says.
Hey, guys?
We're here.
Oh, my God.
What now?
We could go to the cops,
tell them the spot to search.
The cops won't do anything.
We need proof.
OK.
You can do this.
Hold on!
Yeah, good advice, Keels. Thank you.
OK.
OK.
Do you see anything?
Jake, you asshole.
I never got to say goodbye.
What is it?
What did you find?
The truth.
LA.
I could do LA.
Vanessa?
Someone's here to see you.
Coming.
So my intern, Keely, tells me
you want to do an interview.
I know your ratings go up
when you cover Bayview's many tragedies.
Audiences love dead teens. It's a fact.
But lately, your ratings
have been on a downward trend.
You need a new angle.
I've got one.
I'm listening.
Jake Riordan's not in Mexico.
I always said he wouldn't
leave town without telling me.
Now I have proof.
I found Jake's license plate
at the bottom of a cliff.
- How do you know it was his?
- I matched it with photos.
- And where's the cliff?
- Hmm.
Yeah, right.
Like I'm gonna give
away a scoop for free.
- Smart.
- You told me I was ridiculous.
I said your videos were.
How about this?
If you can produce the
plate, you can come on my show
and reveal the location there.
One journalist to another.
Easter came early, bitches,
because she has risen.
I am back, and I have piping hot tea.
Tomorrow, yours truly
is going on "Tom Prestin"
to reveal evidence about Jake
that will change everything.
And I want my whole army watching.
See you there.
OK, Murder Club, whatever.
Look, I know Tom.
Tom Prestin would not
bring her on the show
without something real.
- What could she possibly have?
- I don't know.
Maybe we should do something soon
before Vanessa goes on live TV.
Haven't you killers done enough?
Spying on us again?
Jesus, it's getting old, Vanessa.
Yeah, I just wanted to
stop by and say thank you.
A death threat from
Murder Club themselves?
Now that'll make for
great banter with Tom.
What are you even talking about?
Shut your mouth, or I shut it for you.
I mean, are you kidding?
Wait, did someone threaten you?
OK, cut the shit. I
know you're Simon Says.
What?
- Did you just say Simon Says?
- Yeah.
Vanessa, you can't go on "Tom Prestin."
If you do, your life will be in danger.
OK, you are not gonna scare me off.
I know the truth, and
I'm gonna tell the world.
And if anything happens to me,
my army will know exactly who to blame.
See you psychos at your arraignment.
Five minutes, V.
You good?
I'm great.
You know you don't
have to do this, right?
No, I'm not gonna let those
Riverdale rejects scare me off.
OK.
Cool, I guess I will see you out there.
OK. So I was thinking, right?
Um, if, you know, after the interview,
maybe we could
go for a burger or something?
You know, to celebrate?
In public?
Well, I mean, since we're
already Instagram official
Right. Yeah, I could eat.
Cool. Cool.
OK.
Um
Listen.
I'm proud of you.
And you should be too.
OK, I'll see you soon.
OK, just the hair. Evan, not the hair.
- All right, I'll just
- Please, thank you.
- OK, all right. OK.
- OK.
You've got this, babe.
This is the start of
the rest of your life.
Hello?
Someone there?
OK.
You're fine.
Just do what the stars do
shine.
Bayview, California.
By now, you're all familiar with
the ongoing drama unfolding here.
But today, you'll be
hearing a major revelation
from an unlikely source
an industrious teen with a
bright future ahead of her.
Bayview PD could learn a
thing or two from this one.
Here for an exclusive interview,
Vanessa Clark.
Vanessa, come on out.
This is live television, folks.
Vanessa, they're waiting