Taste of His Own Poison (2025) Movie Script
I just want to talk.
Leave me alone.
What is this? Krafty? Your sexy mom's restaurant?
It's crazy that a bride like her can have such a duckling.
-I'm not ugly. -No, of course not.
What was her name again? That's right, Courtenay.
-It's okay, huh? -Give it back.
Shared happiness is double happiness. Take it, then.
Do you want it?
Look what you did. What would Courtenay say?
It was her beautiful work.
It shouldn't just be there, should it?
Eat it! Eat it, I said!
-Eat it! -Leave him alone, Sawyer!
This is the boys' bathroom, you freak.
125 decibel.
If I pull it, your ears will ring.
Let him go.
He's yours, Meredith. Like freaks play best.
Courtenay! Courtenay, Courtenay...
Courtenay?
Courtenay? Is everything okay?
Yes, sorry. I was having second thoughts.
Yes, it looks like everything is included.
-Fine. -And Ben? -Yes.
Thank you. I will submit the application tomorrow morning.
Does Dylan know about this?
We'll tell him. Tonight, after dinner.
He's a nice guy. He'll get through this.
I really want to praise you.
In 20 years, I have never seen such a civilized process.
You have great respect for each other.
-Stop thinking about him. -I didn't.
Yes. You seemed to be thinking about all your enemies.
Sawyer is a jerk-
-and you'll probably be his boss one day.
Maybe I'll put nitrate under his company car.
I want to apologize. That wasn't nice.
You sound really sincere. Stick!
I'm not talking to you.
Dylan, I really hope you can forgive me.
I would like to have another chance.
On your mother. What a hottie.
Wait, Dylan! No, Dylan! Stop!
No! Stop!
-I'm worried about Dylan. -We can only support him.
Can we agree on that? He's the only thing we did right.
-Are you coming home for dinner? -Yes.
If no late samples are received.
Hello? Yes, this is Courtenay Morris. I'm his mother.
Are you sure you mean Dylan Morris?
It must be a mistake.
Okay. I'll be right there.
-Dylan has been in a fight. -That's not possible.
-I'll come with you. -No, then.
-The lab is busy. -I want to.
I'll be fine.
I've managed on my own so far. Why stop now?
I didn't mean it.
I'll call you.
Courtenay...
Is there anything left?
I'll call you.
Sorry I'm late.
This is Andrea. She's Sawyer's mom.
I'm really sorry about this.
-Why? He hit me. -Shut up, Sawyer.
Dylan went after Sawyer earlier today.
Did Dylan give in to Sawyer?
Please principal. Dylan has never given up on anyone.
Is that true? Why would you do something like that?
It's every day, Mom. He makes my life hell.
You know better than that.
If you raise your hand, you sink to his level.
-My level? I haven't beaten anyone. -Quiet, Sawyer.
Another student has told what may have provoked Dylan.
Did you chase him into the bathroom? Made him eat off the floor?
It must have been his silly lapdog, Meredith...
That's enough, Sawyer. I'm tired of you being so mean.
It doesn't matter who it was.
I'm not shutting anyone out.
But when you come on Monday, you will be under surveillance, including by me.
And if I see or hear anything, it's straight back here.
Is that understood?
-Okay. -Thank you.
-Now we're leaving. -Yes.
-What's he doing here? -I called. I want to get rid of you.
You know what he has done.
-Just what you said. -Don't let him fool you.
I'm not following you!
-Did you see that? -What the hell?
No, just go. You're just like him.
Go.
There's the outlaw. Was it a suspended sentence?
No, he got a slap on the fingers. He was lucky.
You told me what Sawyer did. You stood up for me.
Of course. You're my best friend.
So now that you're a free man, shall we go bowling tomorrow?
The outlaw has little community service to do.
-He's under curfew until Monday. -That was a shame.
I wanted to tell you something...
Sawyer is bullying me and I'm being punished?
You should know better than to resort to violence.
-Wrong is wrong and right is right. -It's not that simple.
Yes, that's it!
Some will want to make your life difficult-
-because you're smarter than them.
Get in the car now.
-What did he do? -I don't want to talk about it.
Were you forced to eat off the floor?
-He didn't want to talk about it. -And that's why you scolded him?
-Humpbacked? -Yes, that was wrong.
Who said it was wrong?
I'm glad you stood up for yourself.
The punching bag was certainly useful.
You were called in to see the principal.
-Are you proud of that? -Better than the school nurse.
Sawyer has learned a lesson now.
What Dad is trying to say is...
I'm saying exactly what I mean, Courtenay.
I would have done the same thing.
Sawyer hadn't been able to get in to see the principal.
-You had no right to do that. -Do what?
-Tell the truth? -It wasn't the truth.
You were just trying to get back at me for what I said this morning.
I tried to get involved.
Apparently I've failed before.
-I never said that. -It wasn't necessary.
Your work is important to you. I respect that.
I didn't mean you were an absentee father.
But when it comes to school, parent-teacher conferences and awards-
-it's always me who's there.
I know. I'm sorry I haven't been there more.
I just wish you hadn't encouraged him to be aggressive.
It's a conversation that you and I should have.
Soon we will have many individual conversations with Dylan.
We won't always be able to talk to each other.
-When are we going to tell him? -Not this weekend.
We have to wait until this blows over.
You look good. You look healthy.
Yes, I'm finally getting out of Andrea's madhouse.
Can't you call her mom?
She is not my mother.
No longer.
I'll pay for this beauty. Completely.
I work as a pizza delivery boy.
But she probably hasn't told me that.
She said it was time.
You pawned Dad's watch, that was the last straw.
She could handle all the fights, the money you always took.
But the clock... It broke her heart.
It's just a lie.
And I can't destroy something that doesn't exist.
I think that's something to cheer about.
Yes, it is. You should toast too.
Are you afraid of getting spanked, or not? Now we're talking. Thank you.
Oh my God...
She's not that terrible. If you guys would just talk...
Yes, you want us to talk.
Do you want me to apologize? For what? And why?
Will she have a reason to chain me up forever?
Why would I do that? Why, when I have all this?
She's evil, Sawyer.
Don't forget that, you hear. Don't forget that.
Why did you ask me to come and get you? Why me?
I didn't want to be lectured.
Hear about everything I can become, all the potential.
She said the same thing to you, right?
She wants to keep you.
She doesn't really see anything in you.
You know that, right?
-Yes, I know. -Yes, those are just lies.
But do you know what's real?
There is a small crawl space.
A little extra room at my house. It's yours.
When you take your mind captive. If you do, it's yours.
But you know what?
I earn my own money now.
Check here.
See? Use it against that Dylan.
I can't have it at school. They'll kick me out before I graduate.
What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?
Do you know what it is? Andrea has made you weak.
Yes, now you want to graduate from high school.
You're being teased by little Einstein and his nerdy girlfriend.
They're not together. I wasn't teased.
Yes, you did.
You did.
What did I tell you when Dad left?
You shouldn't trust anyone.
Don't believe anything. It's you against the whole world.
If I touch him now, I'm fucked.
Hang up! Listen to yourself.
You should show him what happens when they argue with you.
YOU ARE DEAD!
For a place I need a project.
Mr. Adams loves you. You're his little science genius.
You'll get a seat no matter what.
-You're not allowed here. -Quiet. I want to talk to Dylan.
I've been thinking about everything this weekend.
I just want to say...
Your mom looks prettier up close.
He's going in before we even graduate.
He's terrible. So you don't have to worry about him.
Hello? Are you listening to me?
Apparently not.
-I know you don't like me. -What did you say?
It's because I'm smarter than you.
-I get good grades. -You should probably stop talking.
You have it harder. You don't like it.
-That's why you're bothering me. -Shut up.
What are you doing?
You wasted a lot of time in high school.
And now life becomes empty.
-Do you want to fight, you little brat? -Sting.
Shut up, Meredith!
Another sandwich from mom?
-Sawyer! -Get the principal.
Oh my God.
Sawyer... He's dead, Mom.
Come on.
Andrea Wilkinson? I'm Inspector Kathy Lambert.
I need to talk to you.
I have some bad news, unfortunately. About your son.
-Evan? -No, Sawyer.
There was an incident at school with another student.
We don't know everything yet, but according to the witnesses-
-Sawyer suddenly had a seizure.
He collapsed and died.
-Huh? -I'm really sorry.
Oh my God...
Andrea?
I got a text. Sawyer isn't answering the phone.
He's up there, right?
He...
What happened, Andrea?
This is your fault. You tried to take him.
-No. -Get out of here.
-Leave me alone! -What are you doing?
I haven't done anything. What are you talking about...
-I'm sorry. -Take me to him now.
-We need to talk to your mother. -Where is my brother?
-He's gone. -No. This isn't about you.
He's Dylan's age. Unthinkable. This shouldn't happen.
What a tragedy.
Sawyer wasn't a nice guy, but to die so brutally...
It's devastating. Do they know what happened?
Speculation on social media.
Some believe he may have taken something or suffered a sudden death.
-It's impossible to know... -Can you guys stop? Seriously.
It's not devastating. It's not a tragedy.
-Dylan. -Sawyer was a horrible person.
Horrible people don't become saints just because they die.
-Dylan. -Huh?
Hello!
Dylan.
You didn't like him, but you have to show some compassion.
Because he can't ruin people's lives now?
-You can't think that. -You're not sad either.
What does it matter?
You just think that's how you should feel.
-At least I'm honest. -It's called empathy, Dylan.
-What's wrong with you? -Nothing, I'm just not a hypocrite.
I'm not sad that he's dead.
What was that?
He might process the event in a different way.
He is protecting himself.
Crazy. I'm canceling tonight.
No, don't do that. I'm here.
It's fully booked. You should go.
I'm keeping an eye on him.
Okay.
You'll like this.
-Delicious meal. -Thank you.
You're starting to become regulars. Soon we'll be naming a dish after you.
Okay...
It's nice of you to take care of the food on table five.
They didn't eat it. Right is right.
My previous boss wasn't so nice.
How is Dylan doing, by the way?
He goes to school with the guy who died.
They didn't know each other. They didn't hang out in the same circles.
Can you get more soup spoons? They're running out.
-Sure. -Thank you.
Don't worry. I'll be right behind you.
What is going on?
-Sit down. -What are you doing with my son?
-Courtenay Morris? -What are you doing?
We just need to ask a few questions. Your husband can tell you.
You must come with me to the station.
What are they talking about? What is it about?
About Sawyer.
Sawyer Wilkinson was poisoned. The autopsy report came back this morning.
A lethal dose of lead acetate, boron and mercury, probably through food.
-But we don't know for sure yet. -So terrible.
But what does that have to do with us?
Sawyer's last meal consisted of bread, turkey, salad, and pesto.
It was Dylan's lunch.
Are you saying someone tried to poison Dylan?
Not exactly.
The same chemicals are found in the school lab.
-Dylan spends a lot of time there. -Do you think I did it?
He sits there studying after school.
Do you think Dylan poisoned Sawyer?
By pouring chemicals on their own lunch?
-Is that why we're here? -What a joke.
Is it a detective story from the 50s?
You can't sit there and say that without laughing.
Sawyer spoke to you the day he died, right?
Some students said it was hectic.
-As if you wanted to fight. -I didn't.
I said I was going to ignore him.
After your fight last week? What were you fighting about?
He stole my lunch.
Ate a little, threw it on the floor and tried to make me eat it.
I've heard that too.
So Dylan poisons his own lunch-
-and expect Sawyer to eat it again?
What is this?
They were ordered to stay away from each other. That's not possible.
According to the autopsy report, it's certainly possible.
It doesn't look so bizarre in black and white, does it?
Sawyer ate your lunch the day he died, right?
Sure, I hated him, but I didn't do anything.
-Why poison my own lunch? -Yes, why would you?
Have you been having a hard time lately?
Sawyer's always been like this. It's nothing new.
Your parents' divorce, then?
-That must be difficult. -Divorce?
Honey, I'm sorry. We haven't told you.
I saw a court filing from last week. Do you mean...
Wait a minute, are you guys getting a divorce?
We have been cooperative.
Even though you took my son in the middle of the night from his home.
Why did you do that?
To keep it low because it's just speculation?
Or hoping that a vulnerable guy would break down and create a chance?
If you were going to convict him of something, you would have done it by now.
But thanks to you, our son now knows that his family is about to be torn apart.
So I want to take him home and talk about it.
With all due respect, Inspector, was that all?
Currently.
Come on, Dylan.
I intend to file a complaint.
She had no right to tell.
But the application has been submitted. These are public documents.
It's our fault we didn't tell you.
And there is a much bigger problem here.
Lambert believes Dylan may actually have done it.
It hardly leads anywhere.
-She took him in. -It was a scare tactic.
Everyone hated Sawyer. They want to see which student they can crack.
-You can't be that naive. -Are you saying you believe...
They have something to go on.
Sawyer ate some of Dylan's lunch and then he died.
Dylan hasn't done anything wrong.
When they get real evidence, they'll apologize to him, I promise.
I can't take that risk.
Does Lambert want Dylan to pay for this?
If he didn't, we have to prove he's innocent.
You're not a detective. Let the police handle it, okay?
Ben, this is Dylan's life.
I take risks with a lot of things-
-but not when it comes to our son, and neither should you.
Okay.
We should talk to him. He's calmed down now.
Dylan?
-His bike is gone. I'll take the car. -I'll come with you.
No, what if he comes home?
I'll find him. It'll be okay, I promise.
Go.
YOU ARE DEAD!
Cort?
-Mom? -Dylan.
I'm so glad you're back.
-Don't ever do that to me again. -Sorry.
-I just needed time to think. -We talked a little in the car.
You shouldn't have found out like that. Sorry. You must be confused.
Did you both want it?
Will it make you happier?
You don't love me any less.
It's the best thing for both of us.
Okay, then.
What I said about Sawyer the other night, I didn't mean it.
I know. I know you didn't do it, Dylan. Look at this.
Dylan, time to go home. We're going to lock up.
-Sure, Principal Stewart. -Okay.
KILLER
Please, leave me alone!
I really should stop going to the men's bathroom all the time.
What are you doing here?
I knew you were there. I'll give you a ride home.
I saw your locker.
It was probably Brady and the other sports fans. They were practicing late.
-So everyone knows? -Rumors spread fast here.
But I haven't said anything, I promise.
What is it?
Do you know what I've been thinking about all day?
That everyone is whispering about me. About what they think I've done.
Sawyer and I used to play together in elementary school.
We weren't close friends, but we played ball during breaks.
He was always faster than me. He was always faster than everyone.
Sometimes I think he slowed down to give us a chance.
But when we started high school-
-he was a completely different person.
I wondered if he had been taken over by an evil spirit...
-and such nonsense.
Sure, he was a monster, but he wasn't always like that.
He looked so scared, Meredith. He stood there, unable to breathe.
You don't have to go through this alone.
You don't just have your parents. You have me too.
I want you to know that.
We have known each other for a very long time.
I really care about you.
No, wait!
-Sorry, I'm fine, it's just... -Everything that happened?
Yes, everything.
Come on, let's go.
I don't want to argue, I just want to talk.
Please Andrea, I'm all you have left.
Don't remind me.
Sorry.
It was unnecessary. Go ahead...
Come in, we need to talk.
Some of your brother's things.
I can't hold on to it.
Give them away, then.
I don't mean the things.
-I mean everything. -What?
The pain, the resentment. It hurts too much.
We can't go on like this.
Evan...
I forgive you.
I'm sorry for my part in what happened between us.
Come on.
The other day...
...you said I gave Sawyer ideas.
I was angry. I shouldn't have said that.
Let me speak clearly.
You were right.
I let my anger towards you spill over onto Sawyer.
I didn't let him be himself and have his own feelings.
I saw what you had and I...
That wasn't fair of me.
-I'm just like my father. -You're not at all.
Dad never made up for what he did to us.
I have hurt you, Andrea.
Mom. I've hurt you, Mom.
I'll make it right.
I'm going to take responsibility. Sawyer was better, so I'm going to be better too.
But I'm not interested in forgiveness.
This can be done the right way.
It can be done the right way and the wrong way.
The police never do the right thing, so I will.
-Evan... -Yes, I will.
Not this again.
You know they know who did it. And then they let him go.
They had him, but released him.
They must have had reasons.
No. Sawyer said himself that the guy hated him.
He poisoned Sawyer. And now he's going free.
We don't even know if he was involved.
-Let the police do their job. -Do you trust them more than me?
More than him?
I know I've done a lot of wrong things.
I have a lot to make up for. So I'm going to do it.
I know, Mom. I will.
Through this.
Sawyer... Sawyer is dead.
The little freak shouldn't get away.
-Don't do anything stupid. -I'm not stupid, Mom.
I'm not.
I have never thought as clearly as I do right now.
Okay?
Will you forgive me? You can forgive me tomorrow.
Yes. Okay.
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Dylan?
Dylan, are you here?
Mother?
What is it?
Nothing. I'm glad you're feeling well.
Why wouldn't I? Mom, what is it?
Sorry, I'm just a little tense.
Oh my God.
Delivery to Morris.
We haven't ordered anything.
The order was placed by a Ben half an hour ago?
Sorry, I'm just going to double-check.
-Yes, of course. -Excuse me.
I'm on my way. What is it?
-Have you ordered pizza? -Huh? No.
The guy said you ordered half an hour ago.
Which guy?
Courtenay, is anyone in the house?
Dylan, huh?
-Who are you? -You might not know me.
But you knew my brother. Yes, you knew him really well.
Or what? Come here. Come.
Spring! Spring!
-No! No! -Close the door! Close!
No!
Dylan!
-I... -He was the only good thing in my life.
He was my little brother.
My little brother!
Look at me!
Dylan!
-No one hurts my son! -Stop!
They drive him to the hospital.
He will be remanded in custody once he has recovered.
He was probably the one who broke the painting at the restaurant.
According to the anonymous tip, he had made threats.
It was probably at a bar.
What is it?
-You just kept hitting him. -Huh?
You could have killed him.
-Is that a question or a statement? -You say it.
Yes, I probably had it.
I've never seen you like this before.
I protect my family, no matter what.
That's what's scary.
Ben, was that you...
Was it you who did it?
Did you kill Sawyer?
I saw the email on your computer. You went into the student portal-
-and wrote to him that he would die.
-You wouldn't see it. -Oh my God, you're not denying it.
I checked him out.
I created a fake email to scare him.
He would feel watched. But I never sent it.
I realized how crazy I was.
But Courtenay, he's our son.
Every now and then I worry about whether he's okay.
I don't want to be a single dad. You are my safety net.
I know it's selfish and I have to work on it-
-but I wanted him to feel that I was there for him.
I wouldn't poison my son's lunch, would I?
The best.
I don't know what to believe right now.
Not me either.
-Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. -You're Sawyer's mom.
I was hoping we could talk.
Hello.
Yes.
You probably think I have a lot of opinions about what happened.
Yes, I do.
First, I want to apologize.
Apologize?
For what happened to your family the other night.
Evan is my son, but that...
He hasn't been my son for a long time, if you understand.
Yes, I probably will.
His father left and he started hanging out with the wrong people.
I saw the pain in his eyes, but I couldn't reach him.
Suddenly he went his own way. I had failed.
-Don't say that. -Yes, it's true.
You shouldn't give up hope for your own child.
My mother said it's a sin.
But we never talked about what happens when the child gives up.
Why are you here, Andrea? What is it?
Sometimes you have to do what you think is best for them.
So you...
Were you the one who called the police?
An anonymous tip about the threats. You saved my family's lives.
I couldn't save my sons.
None of them.
I lost control. What kind of mother am I?
-Don't say that. -Sawyer wasn't a nice person.
I'm sorry for what he put your son through.
But don't think I didn't try.
I don't think so, I promise.
I'm not listening...
...on what people say. The gossip.
Words only have meaning if you let them.
But if Dylan was pressured...
If he felt he had no choice...
...I want him to know that maybe I can forgive him one day.
Thank you. I appreciate it.
Men...
Dylan hasn't done anything he needs to be forgiven for.
-Time will tell. -I hope so.
I really do.
Hello.
You don't have to sleep in the guest room tonight.
Nothing is normal anymore.
Maybe we can sleep in the same bed and pretend everything is okay.
Are you sure you can resist my charm?
-Good night, Courtenay. -Good night.
I know what I'm doing.
No, I'm not trying to do that. Do you think I wanted this?
I had no choice. You know that.
I know that well.
I can't sleep, I can't eat. I can't even breathe.
I need to know everything.
Don't worry...
No, I just need to know that I can trust you.
No, stop. Listen to me.
I'm going to say I did it.
Say I killed Sawyer.
Oh my God, Dylan, that can't be true.
What's going on? Why are you awake?
Ben, we need to talk.
I did it.
I killed Sawyer.
The police are right.
Soon they will have enough evidence to prove it.
Mom? Please, say something.
Do you understand what you've done to our family?
-What have you been doing with your whole life? -It wouldn't go this far.
I just wanted to scare him.
I defended myself, like you told me to.
I thought he was going to get sick. Like throw up or something.
We have...
We need to call a lawyer.
No, we can't do that yet.
We can give Dylan all the help he needs when the time comes.
But the only right thing to do right now is to call the police.
Please, no. Please, call a lawyer.
See if we can get out of this.
I made a mistake. I didn't think ahead.
I promise I didn't want him to die.
It's too late for that, Dylan.
Do you understand that?
-It's too late! -Mom, please!
That's our son.
I love you, Dylan,
But what you have done is wrong.
The only way to fix it is to call the police.
Inspector Lambert, thank you.
What is it?
I have told the truth.
I killed Sawyer Wilkinson.
Do you admit to the murder of Sawyer Wilkinson?
-Yes. -How did you do it?
I work in a lab where there is mercury, boron, and acetate.
I'm the manager, so no one noticed anything. I adjusted the inventory list.
Dylan told me that Sawyer was bothering him at lunch.
A guy like him would never quit.
When he was in his room, I contaminated the food.
-You have the right to remain silent. -Can I have a moment with my son?
Don't say a word.
Make sure to live a good life.
That's all I'm asking for. Do you hear that?
-Promise me. -I promise.
Everything you say can and will be used against you in court.
You have the right to a lawyer.
If you cannot afford it, someone will be appointed for you.
-Have you understood your rights? -Yes.
Take care of him, Courtenay. I mean it.
Who did you talk to on the phone? Dylan, who did you talk to?
-Mom... -I asked a question.
-It was Meredith. -Can you trust her?
-I can make everything right. -Answer! Can you trust her?
Hello. Have you had a good time?
Yes, then.
Principal Stewart wants me to be on the US delegation this fall.
If I maintain the grades.
So funny, Dylan.
By the way, this came to you today.
It's actually for you.
Happy birthday.
So thoughtful.
If you don't like it, you can return it.
No, that's great.
Of course?
Yes. Then so.
Why are you reading that?
It doesn't concern you.
Where are you going?
-Out. -Where?
Does it matter?
I'm going to the movies with Meredith.
What's wrong with you?
What's wrong with me?
-Are you really asking that? -Okay...
You killed someone, Dylan.
I have to live with it every night.
Dad has to live with it every night.
-You killed someone, a human being. -I know!
I know what I've done.
If I think about it for more than a minute, I'll go crazy!
I hate myself. Hate!
It wasn't going to be like this.
I promised him to live a good life.
He's in there so I can do it.
So if I go free and dwell on my guilt-
-What kind of son am I then?
Why did Dad lose everything then? I can't fix it.
Every time I open my mouth and try to say something-
-I don't know if I'm making it worse for myself or for dad...
...or for you.
That was sad to hear.
But someone has died because of you. Wrong is wrong and right is right.
You see everything so black and white.
-Black and white? -Sawyer was a horrible person!
-And his brother tried to kill us! -It doesn't matter!
His mother loved him.
She needed him. Just like I need you.
I'll be home late.
Tell me. What is it?
I'm breaking down.
I can't handle this.
I can't.
I'm really trying to move forward and do what you said, but...
Dylan told me about the promise he made to you.
But it's not enough. It's not enough for me.
If I made a big mistake, could you forgive me?
It probably depends on the mistake.
Worst possible.
But I was overcome by madness and lost control.
I was alone and not myself.
As soon as I did it, I realized how awful it was.
If all I wanted was for you to forgive me, would you?
Yes.
Why that?
Because I love you.
Just.
You wouldn't want to deny me the rest of my life.
I used to love your approach.
There was a right and wrong answer to everything. But sometimes it's not like that.
The only thing we did right.
He deserves a second chance.
Yes, but at a very high price.
I would pay again if I had to. So would you.
Do you know what I'm doing right now?
I'm wearing your green jacket.
The one I bought up in the mountains?
-Didn't you hate it? -I still do. But...
But I just wanted to...
...feeling close to you right now.
Give Dylan the life he deserves.
-For my sake. -I'm trying.
-Don't make any plans tomorrow night. -Why not?
I want to have a VIP dinner. Just the two of us, at the restaurant.
Come on.
Do you remember, at my last restaurant?
Every Friday night we went there, got the best table-
-and just stuffed us in?
Pretended we were celebrities because we were completely ourselves.
I want an evening like that. We'll forget everything.
Forgetting everyone else...
...and just hanging out.
I love you, Dylan.
I love you too.
-I probably won't care about the fair. -Well?
It doesn't feel right this year.
And I didn't even have time to come up with a project.
I'm not a science genius like you and Dad-
-but if you want help, we'll put our heads together-
-and come up with something that will be ready on time.
No. It's okay. I'll get through this time.
Someone else gets a chance.
I'll help you.
What a little gentleman.
Thank you, Dylan.
-You look handsome. -That's how mom wants it.
I'm glad you're feeling so well.
What you were accused of, I never believed it.
Some of us have always known the truth.
We know the real you.
Thank you for believing me.
They owe both you and your mother an apology. All of them.
You can be the president of my fan club, Lisa.
-Where should I put them? -Over here.
Okay.
REPORT A CRIME ANONYMOUSLY
They can probably bring it down to causing the death of another person.
It's a shorter sentence. No trial.
I'm going to tell Lambert the truth.
What really happened.
No, that's not what we agreed on.
You did the bravest thing I've ever seen.
But I can't let it continue.
Maybe I'm too black and white about things-
-but that's who I am.
This secret is killing me.
Please, think about what you're saying.
I've thought about it, over and over again.
This affects both of us.
-I don't care. -We lied to the police?
- Obstructed justice? - I don't care.
The truth begins now. It's the only way out.
-Please, don't do this. -He's nice, but it was done wrong.
We still have a chance to make things right.
There must be evidence somewhere.
We can give them to the police. It can be done anonymously.
But I'm not going to let my husband rot in prison-
-for something he hasn't even done.
What is it?
You called me your husband.
Imagine.
Think about what is at stake.
I love our son.
But I have decided.
Pregnant?
Sawyer is the father.
Mother?
I'm sorry, Mom. I'm sorry.
It happened at the end of the summer. At a party in a house by the lake.
So it was just a one-time thing?
When she told Sawyer, he took no responsibility.
He threatened her.
He would ruin her life if she said anything.
Who killed Sawyer, Dylan?
The lab was unlocked. She went in and got what she needed.
Oh, no.
She knew he would take my lunch again.
She wouldn't let me eat it.
This is not happening. I will wake up.
She made a mistake. She just wanted to scare him.
I thought I did the right thing that night.
-When you heard me. -Oh my God.
So there was no recognition?
You tried to come up with a plan to save her?
Dad's actions were unexpected.
You didn't hurt Sawyer, Dylan.
You are not a murderer.
Why would this be right?
She's pregnant! She's all alone. It was just a mistake.
A mistake that you have to pay for.
It is not a forgotten lesson.
It's murder.
-You're covering up a murder. -I love her!
-Oh my God. -She probably loves me too.
She was going to let you take the blame.
-She had no choice. -You have no idea what you're doing.
It's unbelievable that you think this is the right thing to do.
I don't!
I've said I can't let Dad get the blame.
I can't think of anything else.
Why did you take the envelope in the car?
I was prepared to tell the truth. Even if she wasn't.
I thought I needed proof so the police would believe me.
Look at me, Dylan.
We'll get through this. Okay?
Meredith is going to jail.
There must be something we can do to make things right.
We will do everything we can, but we must tell it like it is.
I love my family, but we shouldn't be divided by this.
Where is she?
Is anyone there?
-I know, Meredith. -What are you doing here?
I'm not trying to scare you. I just want to talk.
-You're not allowed here. -I know you killed Sawyer.
I'm not angry.
Dylan has made his choice, and now you must do the right thing.
For your child's sake.
You have to leave me alone.
My son made a misjudgment because he was blinded by love.
I know how it can feel.
He didn't kill Sawyer.
But then I would have said the same thing to him as I'm saying to you.
You have to admit it. It's the only way to make things right.
He intended to destroy me.
-I know. You were scared. -He shouldn't have done that to me.
-Or against my family. -Let me help you.
You can't. Nobody can!
Stay away from me!
Meredith? Stop. I want to talk!
Meredith?
Meredith? Please, I just want to make things right.
I care about you, you know that.
They will never believe me.
They'll just say I did it on purpose.
You don't know.
Sawyer wasn't there for you. They'll understand.
I just wanted to teach him a lesson.
-I would never hurt Dylan. -I know.
It wasn't your intention to kill anyone. You made a mistake.
-Don't come any closer. -Okay.
But you can't keep running away from me. Think about the child.
-I can't handle this. -No, Meredith!
Meredith, please! We need to talk!
-Mrs. Wilkinson, what are you doing here? -I heard you.
I saw her chasing you. I didn't want to hurt her.
I just wanted to stop her.
-Is she okay? -She might have had a concussion.
We should take her to the hospital.
Sorry, Mrs. Wilkinson. I have to go home.
No, friend. No, you're not going home.
You should come with me.
It will be fine.
I won't hurt you.
No, please! No! Let me out!
Help!
Mamma? Meredith?
Andrea.
What are you doing?
Sawyer told me about the pregnancy.
He didn't want to at first, but I managed to get it out of him.
-Before I lost him. -Please, Mrs. Wilkinson. Let me go.
Meredith, call me Andrea. I'm going to be the grandmother of your child.
Sorry it had to be like this. I didn't mean to hurt you.
I won't.
I...
I will protect you.
You don't have to do this alone.
-Do what? -Give birth.
I'll take care of Meredith until the baby is born.
-Andrea... -This is none of your business.
You killed him. Didn't you?
You killed my Sawyer.
It wasn't meant to go this far.
You have to believe me. He wasn't going to die.
I had my suspicions.
-Did you? -Of course.
But I would never let my granddaughter's mother give birth in prison.
It's just too cruel.
She's my flesh and blood, Courtenay.
And what happened...
It's best that way. It's right for everyone.
For everyone?
My husband is in prison for a crime he never committed.
My son was going to take the blame for something he didn't do.
-How dare you? -Your husband has made his choice...
...and that's how it will remain.
Even if he tells the truth, who will believe him?
Dylan is the most logical suspect. Meredith? Come on.
This is madness. No one will go for it!
Be quiet, be quiet...
I have thought this through for a very long time.
I will do whatever it takes.
You might find out the truth about your son.
He may not want you to tell.
You might fall down a flight of stairs.
He might push you. He's already killed once.
-He might do it again. -No, you can't do that.
No, you're not listening.
You are free.
I forgive you.
I don't want you to go to jail. You're my second chance.
No, when the baby is born, I'll let you go.
If only it had gone differently. But it doesn't.
You return to your life, and I'll take care of the baby.
I don't need anyone else.
It will be us against the world.
-Are you okay? -Yes.
-Stay here. -Okay.
Mother?
No. No, no, no! Stop it!
This is my last chance to do right.
I am a good mother. I really am.
I didn't manage to save Evan, but that doesn't make me a bad mother.
I am so loving.
Sawyer could have become who I wanted him to be.
But he's gone, and the child is all I have left.
-I want another chance. -It's up to Meredith.
You can't force her to do it on your terms.
-You know it's not right. -No, I'm not a bad person.
I know that.
Evan shouldn't have hurt your son. I gave you a second chance.
Why can't you give it to me?
The only way to fix it is to call the police.
Meredith has to tell her about the pregnancy, about Sawyer, about everything.
-You're wrong. -We have to.
We need to call the police.
No!
Let go of my mother!
Dylan! Call the police.
It's time.
We'll do anything for them, right?
Bowl.
-It's almost time for the fair. -Isn't it until spring?
-The school has two a year. -Well, hence the choice.
I'm glad you've settled in at the new school.
-It's probably going to be great. -It already is.
-How's Meredith? -We talked last week.
-And the baby? -He's fine.
The family says Meredith can visit as often as she wants.
As long as everything goes well.
They will be lenient with her.
Andrea wrote a recommendation. It goes a long way.
-Have you talked to her? -Yes.
She is to be moved to a new facility in town.
She gets all the help she needs.
Do you really want to go to trial?
Seeing Meredith every day is probably going to be difficult.
I have to. I have to support her.
That's the right thing.
The hamburgers are ready. Would you like some?
-Yes. -Yes.
As terrible as all this has been-
-I'm grateful that it brought us together again.
Me too.
But I'm not writing an instruction manual on annulling divorces.
The experience was...
-...unique. -Yes.
It's the second best thing I've ever done.
I think I've made a really nice arrangement.
Maybe I should take over the restaurant one day?
We'll see.
Good luck.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
Text: Malin Annby Iyuno
Leave me alone.
What is this? Krafty? Your sexy mom's restaurant?
It's crazy that a bride like her can have such a duckling.
-I'm not ugly. -No, of course not.
What was her name again? That's right, Courtenay.
-It's okay, huh? -Give it back.
Shared happiness is double happiness. Take it, then.
Do you want it?
Look what you did. What would Courtenay say?
It was her beautiful work.
It shouldn't just be there, should it?
Eat it! Eat it, I said!
-Eat it! -Leave him alone, Sawyer!
This is the boys' bathroom, you freak.
125 decibel.
If I pull it, your ears will ring.
Let him go.
He's yours, Meredith. Like freaks play best.
Courtenay! Courtenay, Courtenay...
Courtenay?
Courtenay? Is everything okay?
Yes, sorry. I was having second thoughts.
Yes, it looks like everything is included.
-Fine. -And Ben? -Yes.
Thank you. I will submit the application tomorrow morning.
Does Dylan know about this?
We'll tell him. Tonight, after dinner.
He's a nice guy. He'll get through this.
I really want to praise you.
In 20 years, I have never seen such a civilized process.
You have great respect for each other.
-Stop thinking about him. -I didn't.
Yes. You seemed to be thinking about all your enemies.
Sawyer is a jerk-
-and you'll probably be his boss one day.
Maybe I'll put nitrate under his company car.
I want to apologize. That wasn't nice.
You sound really sincere. Stick!
I'm not talking to you.
Dylan, I really hope you can forgive me.
I would like to have another chance.
On your mother. What a hottie.
Wait, Dylan! No, Dylan! Stop!
No! Stop!
-I'm worried about Dylan. -We can only support him.
Can we agree on that? He's the only thing we did right.
-Are you coming home for dinner? -Yes.
If no late samples are received.
Hello? Yes, this is Courtenay Morris. I'm his mother.
Are you sure you mean Dylan Morris?
It must be a mistake.
Okay. I'll be right there.
-Dylan has been in a fight. -That's not possible.
-I'll come with you. -No, then.
-The lab is busy. -I want to.
I'll be fine.
I've managed on my own so far. Why stop now?
I didn't mean it.
I'll call you.
Courtenay...
Is there anything left?
I'll call you.
Sorry I'm late.
This is Andrea. She's Sawyer's mom.
I'm really sorry about this.
-Why? He hit me. -Shut up, Sawyer.
Dylan went after Sawyer earlier today.
Did Dylan give in to Sawyer?
Please principal. Dylan has never given up on anyone.
Is that true? Why would you do something like that?
It's every day, Mom. He makes my life hell.
You know better than that.
If you raise your hand, you sink to his level.
-My level? I haven't beaten anyone. -Quiet, Sawyer.
Another student has told what may have provoked Dylan.
Did you chase him into the bathroom? Made him eat off the floor?
It must have been his silly lapdog, Meredith...
That's enough, Sawyer. I'm tired of you being so mean.
It doesn't matter who it was.
I'm not shutting anyone out.
But when you come on Monday, you will be under surveillance, including by me.
And if I see or hear anything, it's straight back here.
Is that understood?
-Okay. -Thank you.
-Now we're leaving. -Yes.
-What's he doing here? -I called. I want to get rid of you.
You know what he has done.
-Just what you said. -Don't let him fool you.
I'm not following you!
-Did you see that? -What the hell?
No, just go. You're just like him.
Go.
There's the outlaw. Was it a suspended sentence?
No, he got a slap on the fingers. He was lucky.
You told me what Sawyer did. You stood up for me.
Of course. You're my best friend.
So now that you're a free man, shall we go bowling tomorrow?
The outlaw has little community service to do.
-He's under curfew until Monday. -That was a shame.
I wanted to tell you something...
Sawyer is bullying me and I'm being punished?
You should know better than to resort to violence.
-Wrong is wrong and right is right. -It's not that simple.
Yes, that's it!
Some will want to make your life difficult-
-because you're smarter than them.
Get in the car now.
-What did he do? -I don't want to talk about it.
Were you forced to eat off the floor?
-He didn't want to talk about it. -And that's why you scolded him?
-Humpbacked? -Yes, that was wrong.
Who said it was wrong?
I'm glad you stood up for yourself.
The punching bag was certainly useful.
You were called in to see the principal.
-Are you proud of that? -Better than the school nurse.
Sawyer has learned a lesson now.
What Dad is trying to say is...
I'm saying exactly what I mean, Courtenay.
I would have done the same thing.
Sawyer hadn't been able to get in to see the principal.
-You had no right to do that. -Do what?
-Tell the truth? -It wasn't the truth.
You were just trying to get back at me for what I said this morning.
I tried to get involved.
Apparently I've failed before.
-I never said that. -It wasn't necessary.
Your work is important to you. I respect that.
I didn't mean you were an absentee father.
But when it comes to school, parent-teacher conferences and awards-
-it's always me who's there.
I know. I'm sorry I haven't been there more.
I just wish you hadn't encouraged him to be aggressive.
It's a conversation that you and I should have.
Soon we will have many individual conversations with Dylan.
We won't always be able to talk to each other.
-When are we going to tell him? -Not this weekend.
We have to wait until this blows over.
You look good. You look healthy.
Yes, I'm finally getting out of Andrea's madhouse.
Can't you call her mom?
She is not my mother.
No longer.
I'll pay for this beauty. Completely.
I work as a pizza delivery boy.
But she probably hasn't told me that.
She said it was time.
You pawned Dad's watch, that was the last straw.
She could handle all the fights, the money you always took.
But the clock... It broke her heart.
It's just a lie.
And I can't destroy something that doesn't exist.
I think that's something to cheer about.
Yes, it is. You should toast too.
Are you afraid of getting spanked, or not? Now we're talking. Thank you.
Oh my God...
She's not that terrible. If you guys would just talk...
Yes, you want us to talk.
Do you want me to apologize? For what? And why?
Will she have a reason to chain me up forever?
Why would I do that? Why, when I have all this?
She's evil, Sawyer.
Don't forget that, you hear. Don't forget that.
Why did you ask me to come and get you? Why me?
I didn't want to be lectured.
Hear about everything I can become, all the potential.
She said the same thing to you, right?
She wants to keep you.
She doesn't really see anything in you.
You know that, right?
-Yes, I know. -Yes, those are just lies.
But do you know what's real?
There is a small crawl space.
A little extra room at my house. It's yours.
When you take your mind captive. If you do, it's yours.
But you know what?
I earn my own money now.
Check here.
See? Use it against that Dylan.
I can't have it at school. They'll kick me out before I graduate.
What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?
Do you know what it is? Andrea has made you weak.
Yes, now you want to graduate from high school.
You're being teased by little Einstein and his nerdy girlfriend.
They're not together. I wasn't teased.
Yes, you did.
You did.
What did I tell you when Dad left?
You shouldn't trust anyone.
Don't believe anything. It's you against the whole world.
If I touch him now, I'm fucked.
Hang up! Listen to yourself.
You should show him what happens when they argue with you.
YOU ARE DEAD!
For a place I need a project.
Mr. Adams loves you. You're his little science genius.
You'll get a seat no matter what.
-You're not allowed here. -Quiet. I want to talk to Dylan.
I've been thinking about everything this weekend.
I just want to say...
Your mom looks prettier up close.
He's going in before we even graduate.
He's terrible. So you don't have to worry about him.
Hello? Are you listening to me?
Apparently not.
-I know you don't like me. -What did you say?
It's because I'm smarter than you.
-I get good grades. -You should probably stop talking.
You have it harder. You don't like it.
-That's why you're bothering me. -Shut up.
What are you doing?
You wasted a lot of time in high school.
And now life becomes empty.
-Do you want to fight, you little brat? -Sting.
Shut up, Meredith!
Another sandwich from mom?
-Sawyer! -Get the principal.
Oh my God.
Sawyer... He's dead, Mom.
Come on.
Andrea Wilkinson? I'm Inspector Kathy Lambert.
I need to talk to you.
I have some bad news, unfortunately. About your son.
-Evan? -No, Sawyer.
There was an incident at school with another student.
We don't know everything yet, but according to the witnesses-
-Sawyer suddenly had a seizure.
He collapsed and died.
-Huh? -I'm really sorry.
Oh my God...
Andrea?
I got a text. Sawyer isn't answering the phone.
He's up there, right?
He...
What happened, Andrea?
This is your fault. You tried to take him.
-No. -Get out of here.
-Leave me alone! -What are you doing?
I haven't done anything. What are you talking about...
-I'm sorry. -Take me to him now.
-We need to talk to your mother. -Where is my brother?
-He's gone. -No. This isn't about you.
He's Dylan's age. Unthinkable. This shouldn't happen.
What a tragedy.
Sawyer wasn't a nice guy, but to die so brutally...
It's devastating. Do they know what happened?
Speculation on social media.
Some believe he may have taken something or suffered a sudden death.
-It's impossible to know... -Can you guys stop? Seriously.
It's not devastating. It's not a tragedy.
-Dylan. -Sawyer was a horrible person.
Horrible people don't become saints just because they die.
-Dylan. -Huh?
Hello!
Dylan.
You didn't like him, but you have to show some compassion.
Because he can't ruin people's lives now?
-You can't think that. -You're not sad either.
What does it matter?
You just think that's how you should feel.
-At least I'm honest. -It's called empathy, Dylan.
-What's wrong with you? -Nothing, I'm just not a hypocrite.
I'm not sad that he's dead.
What was that?
He might process the event in a different way.
He is protecting himself.
Crazy. I'm canceling tonight.
No, don't do that. I'm here.
It's fully booked. You should go.
I'm keeping an eye on him.
Okay.
You'll like this.
-Delicious meal. -Thank you.
You're starting to become regulars. Soon we'll be naming a dish after you.
Okay...
It's nice of you to take care of the food on table five.
They didn't eat it. Right is right.
My previous boss wasn't so nice.
How is Dylan doing, by the way?
He goes to school with the guy who died.
They didn't know each other. They didn't hang out in the same circles.
Can you get more soup spoons? They're running out.
-Sure. -Thank you.
Don't worry. I'll be right behind you.
What is going on?
-Sit down. -What are you doing with my son?
-Courtenay Morris? -What are you doing?
We just need to ask a few questions. Your husband can tell you.
You must come with me to the station.
What are they talking about? What is it about?
About Sawyer.
Sawyer Wilkinson was poisoned. The autopsy report came back this morning.
A lethal dose of lead acetate, boron and mercury, probably through food.
-But we don't know for sure yet. -So terrible.
But what does that have to do with us?
Sawyer's last meal consisted of bread, turkey, salad, and pesto.
It was Dylan's lunch.
Are you saying someone tried to poison Dylan?
Not exactly.
The same chemicals are found in the school lab.
-Dylan spends a lot of time there. -Do you think I did it?
He sits there studying after school.
Do you think Dylan poisoned Sawyer?
By pouring chemicals on their own lunch?
-Is that why we're here? -What a joke.
Is it a detective story from the 50s?
You can't sit there and say that without laughing.
Sawyer spoke to you the day he died, right?
Some students said it was hectic.
-As if you wanted to fight. -I didn't.
I said I was going to ignore him.
After your fight last week? What were you fighting about?
He stole my lunch.
Ate a little, threw it on the floor and tried to make me eat it.
I've heard that too.
So Dylan poisons his own lunch-
-and expect Sawyer to eat it again?
What is this?
They were ordered to stay away from each other. That's not possible.
According to the autopsy report, it's certainly possible.
It doesn't look so bizarre in black and white, does it?
Sawyer ate your lunch the day he died, right?
Sure, I hated him, but I didn't do anything.
-Why poison my own lunch? -Yes, why would you?
Have you been having a hard time lately?
Sawyer's always been like this. It's nothing new.
Your parents' divorce, then?
-That must be difficult. -Divorce?
Honey, I'm sorry. We haven't told you.
I saw a court filing from last week. Do you mean...
Wait a minute, are you guys getting a divorce?
We have been cooperative.
Even though you took my son in the middle of the night from his home.
Why did you do that?
To keep it low because it's just speculation?
Or hoping that a vulnerable guy would break down and create a chance?
If you were going to convict him of something, you would have done it by now.
But thanks to you, our son now knows that his family is about to be torn apart.
So I want to take him home and talk about it.
With all due respect, Inspector, was that all?
Currently.
Come on, Dylan.
I intend to file a complaint.
She had no right to tell.
But the application has been submitted. These are public documents.
It's our fault we didn't tell you.
And there is a much bigger problem here.
Lambert believes Dylan may actually have done it.
It hardly leads anywhere.
-She took him in. -It was a scare tactic.
Everyone hated Sawyer. They want to see which student they can crack.
-You can't be that naive. -Are you saying you believe...
They have something to go on.
Sawyer ate some of Dylan's lunch and then he died.
Dylan hasn't done anything wrong.
When they get real evidence, they'll apologize to him, I promise.
I can't take that risk.
Does Lambert want Dylan to pay for this?
If he didn't, we have to prove he's innocent.
You're not a detective. Let the police handle it, okay?
Ben, this is Dylan's life.
I take risks with a lot of things-
-but not when it comes to our son, and neither should you.
Okay.
We should talk to him. He's calmed down now.
Dylan?
-His bike is gone. I'll take the car. -I'll come with you.
No, what if he comes home?
I'll find him. It'll be okay, I promise.
Go.
YOU ARE DEAD!
Cort?
-Mom? -Dylan.
I'm so glad you're back.
-Don't ever do that to me again. -Sorry.
-I just needed time to think. -We talked a little in the car.
You shouldn't have found out like that. Sorry. You must be confused.
Did you both want it?
Will it make you happier?
You don't love me any less.
It's the best thing for both of us.
Okay, then.
What I said about Sawyer the other night, I didn't mean it.
I know. I know you didn't do it, Dylan. Look at this.
Dylan, time to go home. We're going to lock up.
-Sure, Principal Stewart. -Okay.
KILLER
Please, leave me alone!
I really should stop going to the men's bathroom all the time.
What are you doing here?
I knew you were there. I'll give you a ride home.
I saw your locker.
It was probably Brady and the other sports fans. They were practicing late.
-So everyone knows? -Rumors spread fast here.
But I haven't said anything, I promise.
What is it?
Do you know what I've been thinking about all day?
That everyone is whispering about me. About what they think I've done.
Sawyer and I used to play together in elementary school.
We weren't close friends, but we played ball during breaks.
He was always faster than me. He was always faster than everyone.
Sometimes I think he slowed down to give us a chance.
But when we started high school-
-he was a completely different person.
I wondered if he had been taken over by an evil spirit...
-and such nonsense.
Sure, he was a monster, but he wasn't always like that.
He looked so scared, Meredith. He stood there, unable to breathe.
You don't have to go through this alone.
You don't just have your parents. You have me too.
I want you to know that.
We have known each other for a very long time.
I really care about you.
No, wait!
-Sorry, I'm fine, it's just... -Everything that happened?
Yes, everything.
Come on, let's go.
I don't want to argue, I just want to talk.
Please Andrea, I'm all you have left.
Don't remind me.
Sorry.
It was unnecessary. Go ahead...
Come in, we need to talk.
Some of your brother's things.
I can't hold on to it.
Give them away, then.
I don't mean the things.
-I mean everything. -What?
The pain, the resentment. It hurts too much.
We can't go on like this.
Evan...
I forgive you.
I'm sorry for my part in what happened between us.
Come on.
The other day...
...you said I gave Sawyer ideas.
I was angry. I shouldn't have said that.
Let me speak clearly.
You were right.
I let my anger towards you spill over onto Sawyer.
I didn't let him be himself and have his own feelings.
I saw what you had and I...
That wasn't fair of me.
-I'm just like my father. -You're not at all.
Dad never made up for what he did to us.
I have hurt you, Andrea.
Mom. I've hurt you, Mom.
I'll make it right.
I'm going to take responsibility. Sawyer was better, so I'm going to be better too.
But I'm not interested in forgiveness.
This can be done the right way.
It can be done the right way and the wrong way.
The police never do the right thing, so I will.
-Evan... -Yes, I will.
Not this again.
You know they know who did it. And then they let him go.
They had him, but released him.
They must have had reasons.
No. Sawyer said himself that the guy hated him.
He poisoned Sawyer. And now he's going free.
We don't even know if he was involved.
-Let the police do their job. -Do you trust them more than me?
More than him?
I know I've done a lot of wrong things.
I have a lot to make up for. So I'm going to do it.
I know, Mom. I will.
Through this.
Sawyer... Sawyer is dead.
The little freak shouldn't get away.
-Don't do anything stupid. -I'm not stupid, Mom.
I'm not.
I have never thought as clearly as I do right now.
Okay?
Will you forgive me? You can forgive me tomorrow.
Yes. Okay.
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Dylan?
Dylan, are you here?
Mother?
What is it?
Nothing. I'm glad you're feeling well.
Why wouldn't I? Mom, what is it?
Sorry, I'm just a little tense.
Oh my God.
Delivery to Morris.
We haven't ordered anything.
The order was placed by a Ben half an hour ago?
Sorry, I'm just going to double-check.
-Yes, of course. -Excuse me.
I'm on my way. What is it?
-Have you ordered pizza? -Huh? No.
The guy said you ordered half an hour ago.
Which guy?
Courtenay, is anyone in the house?
Dylan, huh?
-Who are you? -You might not know me.
But you knew my brother. Yes, you knew him really well.
Or what? Come here. Come.
Spring! Spring!
-No! No! -Close the door! Close!
No!
Dylan!
-I... -He was the only good thing in my life.
He was my little brother.
My little brother!
Look at me!
Dylan!
-No one hurts my son! -Stop!
They drive him to the hospital.
He will be remanded in custody once he has recovered.
He was probably the one who broke the painting at the restaurant.
According to the anonymous tip, he had made threats.
It was probably at a bar.
What is it?
-You just kept hitting him. -Huh?
You could have killed him.
-Is that a question or a statement? -You say it.
Yes, I probably had it.
I've never seen you like this before.
I protect my family, no matter what.
That's what's scary.
Ben, was that you...
Was it you who did it?
Did you kill Sawyer?
I saw the email on your computer. You went into the student portal-
-and wrote to him that he would die.
-You wouldn't see it. -Oh my God, you're not denying it.
I checked him out.
I created a fake email to scare him.
He would feel watched. But I never sent it.
I realized how crazy I was.
But Courtenay, he's our son.
Every now and then I worry about whether he's okay.
I don't want to be a single dad. You are my safety net.
I know it's selfish and I have to work on it-
-but I wanted him to feel that I was there for him.
I wouldn't poison my son's lunch, would I?
The best.
I don't know what to believe right now.
Not me either.
-Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. -You're Sawyer's mom.
I was hoping we could talk.
Hello.
Yes.
You probably think I have a lot of opinions about what happened.
Yes, I do.
First, I want to apologize.
Apologize?
For what happened to your family the other night.
Evan is my son, but that...
He hasn't been my son for a long time, if you understand.
Yes, I probably will.
His father left and he started hanging out with the wrong people.
I saw the pain in his eyes, but I couldn't reach him.
Suddenly he went his own way. I had failed.
-Don't say that. -Yes, it's true.
You shouldn't give up hope for your own child.
My mother said it's a sin.
But we never talked about what happens when the child gives up.
Why are you here, Andrea? What is it?
Sometimes you have to do what you think is best for them.
So you...
Were you the one who called the police?
An anonymous tip about the threats. You saved my family's lives.
I couldn't save my sons.
None of them.
I lost control. What kind of mother am I?
-Don't say that. -Sawyer wasn't a nice person.
I'm sorry for what he put your son through.
But don't think I didn't try.
I don't think so, I promise.
I'm not listening...
...on what people say. The gossip.
Words only have meaning if you let them.
But if Dylan was pressured...
If he felt he had no choice...
...I want him to know that maybe I can forgive him one day.
Thank you. I appreciate it.
Men...
Dylan hasn't done anything he needs to be forgiven for.
-Time will tell. -I hope so.
I really do.
Hello.
You don't have to sleep in the guest room tonight.
Nothing is normal anymore.
Maybe we can sleep in the same bed and pretend everything is okay.
Are you sure you can resist my charm?
-Good night, Courtenay. -Good night.
I know what I'm doing.
No, I'm not trying to do that. Do you think I wanted this?
I had no choice. You know that.
I know that well.
I can't sleep, I can't eat. I can't even breathe.
I need to know everything.
Don't worry...
No, I just need to know that I can trust you.
No, stop. Listen to me.
I'm going to say I did it.
Say I killed Sawyer.
Oh my God, Dylan, that can't be true.
What's going on? Why are you awake?
Ben, we need to talk.
I did it.
I killed Sawyer.
The police are right.
Soon they will have enough evidence to prove it.
Mom? Please, say something.
Do you understand what you've done to our family?
-What have you been doing with your whole life? -It wouldn't go this far.
I just wanted to scare him.
I defended myself, like you told me to.
I thought he was going to get sick. Like throw up or something.
We have...
We need to call a lawyer.
No, we can't do that yet.
We can give Dylan all the help he needs when the time comes.
But the only right thing to do right now is to call the police.
Please, no. Please, call a lawyer.
See if we can get out of this.
I made a mistake. I didn't think ahead.
I promise I didn't want him to die.
It's too late for that, Dylan.
Do you understand that?
-It's too late! -Mom, please!
That's our son.
I love you, Dylan,
But what you have done is wrong.
The only way to fix it is to call the police.
Inspector Lambert, thank you.
What is it?
I have told the truth.
I killed Sawyer Wilkinson.
Do you admit to the murder of Sawyer Wilkinson?
-Yes. -How did you do it?
I work in a lab where there is mercury, boron, and acetate.
I'm the manager, so no one noticed anything. I adjusted the inventory list.
Dylan told me that Sawyer was bothering him at lunch.
A guy like him would never quit.
When he was in his room, I contaminated the food.
-You have the right to remain silent. -Can I have a moment with my son?
Don't say a word.
Make sure to live a good life.
That's all I'm asking for. Do you hear that?
-Promise me. -I promise.
Everything you say can and will be used against you in court.
You have the right to a lawyer.
If you cannot afford it, someone will be appointed for you.
-Have you understood your rights? -Yes.
Take care of him, Courtenay. I mean it.
Who did you talk to on the phone? Dylan, who did you talk to?
-Mom... -I asked a question.
-It was Meredith. -Can you trust her?
-I can make everything right. -Answer! Can you trust her?
Hello. Have you had a good time?
Yes, then.
Principal Stewart wants me to be on the US delegation this fall.
If I maintain the grades.
So funny, Dylan.
By the way, this came to you today.
It's actually for you.
Happy birthday.
So thoughtful.
If you don't like it, you can return it.
No, that's great.
Of course?
Yes. Then so.
Why are you reading that?
It doesn't concern you.
Where are you going?
-Out. -Where?
Does it matter?
I'm going to the movies with Meredith.
What's wrong with you?
What's wrong with me?
-Are you really asking that? -Okay...
You killed someone, Dylan.
I have to live with it every night.
Dad has to live with it every night.
-You killed someone, a human being. -I know!
I know what I've done.
If I think about it for more than a minute, I'll go crazy!
I hate myself. Hate!
It wasn't going to be like this.
I promised him to live a good life.
He's in there so I can do it.
So if I go free and dwell on my guilt-
-What kind of son am I then?
Why did Dad lose everything then? I can't fix it.
Every time I open my mouth and try to say something-
-I don't know if I'm making it worse for myself or for dad...
...or for you.
That was sad to hear.
But someone has died because of you. Wrong is wrong and right is right.
You see everything so black and white.
-Black and white? -Sawyer was a horrible person!
-And his brother tried to kill us! -It doesn't matter!
His mother loved him.
She needed him. Just like I need you.
I'll be home late.
Tell me. What is it?
I'm breaking down.
I can't handle this.
I can't.
I'm really trying to move forward and do what you said, but...
Dylan told me about the promise he made to you.
But it's not enough. It's not enough for me.
If I made a big mistake, could you forgive me?
It probably depends on the mistake.
Worst possible.
But I was overcome by madness and lost control.
I was alone and not myself.
As soon as I did it, I realized how awful it was.
If all I wanted was for you to forgive me, would you?
Yes.
Why that?
Because I love you.
Just.
You wouldn't want to deny me the rest of my life.
I used to love your approach.
There was a right and wrong answer to everything. But sometimes it's not like that.
The only thing we did right.
He deserves a second chance.
Yes, but at a very high price.
I would pay again if I had to. So would you.
Do you know what I'm doing right now?
I'm wearing your green jacket.
The one I bought up in the mountains?
-Didn't you hate it? -I still do. But...
But I just wanted to...
...feeling close to you right now.
Give Dylan the life he deserves.
-For my sake. -I'm trying.
-Don't make any plans tomorrow night. -Why not?
I want to have a VIP dinner. Just the two of us, at the restaurant.
Come on.
Do you remember, at my last restaurant?
Every Friday night we went there, got the best table-
-and just stuffed us in?
Pretended we were celebrities because we were completely ourselves.
I want an evening like that. We'll forget everything.
Forgetting everyone else...
...and just hanging out.
I love you, Dylan.
I love you too.
-I probably won't care about the fair. -Well?
It doesn't feel right this year.
And I didn't even have time to come up with a project.
I'm not a science genius like you and Dad-
-but if you want help, we'll put our heads together-
-and come up with something that will be ready on time.
No. It's okay. I'll get through this time.
Someone else gets a chance.
I'll help you.
What a little gentleman.
Thank you, Dylan.
-You look handsome. -That's how mom wants it.
I'm glad you're feeling so well.
What you were accused of, I never believed it.
Some of us have always known the truth.
We know the real you.
Thank you for believing me.
They owe both you and your mother an apology. All of them.
You can be the president of my fan club, Lisa.
-Where should I put them? -Over here.
Okay.
REPORT A CRIME ANONYMOUSLY
They can probably bring it down to causing the death of another person.
It's a shorter sentence. No trial.
I'm going to tell Lambert the truth.
What really happened.
No, that's not what we agreed on.
You did the bravest thing I've ever seen.
But I can't let it continue.
Maybe I'm too black and white about things-
-but that's who I am.
This secret is killing me.
Please, think about what you're saying.
I've thought about it, over and over again.
This affects both of us.
-I don't care. -We lied to the police?
- Obstructed justice? - I don't care.
The truth begins now. It's the only way out.
-Please, don't do this. -He's nice, but it was done wrong.
We still have a chance to make things right.
There must be evidence somewhere.
We can give them to the police. It can be done anonymously.
But I'm not going to let my husband rot in prison-
-for something he hasn't even done.
What is it?
You called me your husband.
Imagine.
Think about what is at stake.
I love our son.
But I have decided.
Pregnant?
Sawyer is the father.
Mother?
I'm sorry, Mom. I'm sorry.
It happened at the end of the summer. At a party in a house by the lake.
So it was just a one-time thing?
When she told Sawyer, he took no responsibility.
He threatened her.
He would ruin her life if she said anything.
Who killed Sawyer, Dylan?
The lab was unlocked. She went in and got what she needed.
Oh, no.
She knew he would take my lunch again.
She wouldn't let me eat it.
This is not happening. I will wake up.
She made a mistake. She just wanted to scare him.
I thought I did the right thing that night.
-When you heard me. -Oh my God.
So there was no recognition?
You tried to come up with a plan to save her?
Dad's actions were unexpected.
You didn't hurt Sawyer, Dylan.
You are not a murderer.
Why would this be right?
She's pregnant! She's all alone. It was just a mistake.
A mistake that you have to pay for.
It is not a forgotten lesson.
It's murder.
-You're covering up a murder. -I love her!
-Oh my God. -She probably loves me too.
She was going to let you take the blame.
-She had no choice. -You have no idea what you're doing.
It's unbelievable that you think this is the right thing to do.
I don't!
I've said I can't let Dad get the blame.
I can't think of anything else.
Why did you take the envelope in the car?
I was prepared to tell the truth. Even if she wasn't.
I thought I needed proof so the police would believe me.
Look at me, Dylan.
We'll get through this. Okay?
Meredith is going to jail.
There must be something we can do to make things right.
We will do everything we can, but we must tell it like it is.
I love my family, but we shouldn't be divided by this.
Where is she?
Is anyone there?
-I know, Meredith. -What are you doing here?
I'm not trying to scare you. I just want to talk.
-You're not allowed here. -I know you killed Sawyer.
I'm not angry.
Dylan has made his choice, and now you must do the right thing.
For your child's sake.
You have to leave me alone.
My son made a misjudgment because he was blinded by love.
I know how it can feel.
He didn't kill Sawyer.
But then I would have said the same thing to him as I'm saying to you.
You have to admit it. It's the only way to make things right.
He intended to destroy me.
-I know. You were scared. -He shouldn't have done that to me.
-Or against my family. -Let me help you.
You can't. Nobody can!
Stay away from me!
Meredith? Stop. I want to talk!
Meredith?
Meredith? Please, I just want to make things right.
I care about you, you know that.
They will never believe me.
They'll just say I did it on purpose.
You don't know.
Sawyer wasn't there for you. They'll understand.
I just wanted to teach him a lesson.
-I would never hurt Dylan. -I know.
It wasn't your intention to kill anyone. You made a mistake.
-Don't come any closer. -Okay.
But you can't keep running away from me. Think about the child.
-I can't handle this. -No, Meredith!
Meredith, please! We need to talk!
-Mrs. Wilkinson, what are you doing here? -I heard you.
I saw her chasing you. I didn't want to hurt her.
I just wanted to stop her.
-Is she okay? -She might have had a concussion.
We should take her to the hospital.
Sorry, Mrs. Wilkinson. I have to go home.
No, friend. No, you're not going home.
You should come with me.
It will be fine.
I won't hurt you.
No, please! No! Let me out!
Help!
Mamma? Meredith?
Andrea.
What are you doing?
Sawyer told me about the pregnancy.
He didn't want to at first, but I managed to get it out of him.
-Before I lost him. -Please, Mrs. Wilkinson. Let me go.
Meredith, call me Andrea. I'm going to be the grandmother of your child.
Sorry it had to be like this. I didn't mean to hurt you.
I won't.
I...
I will protect you.
You don't have to do this alone.
-Do what? -Give birth.
I'll take care of Meredith until the baby is born.
-Andrea... -This is none of your business.
You killed him. Didn't you?
You killed my Sawyer.
It wasn't meant to go this far.
You have to believe me. He wasn't going to die.
I had my suspicions.
-Did you? -Of course.
But I would never let my granddaughter's mother give birth in prison.
It's just too cruel.
She's my flesh and blood, Courtenay.
And what happened...
It's best that way. It's right for everyone.
For everyone?
My husband is in prison for a crime he never committed.
My son was going to take the blame for something he didn't do.
-How dare you? -Your husband has made his choice...
...and that's how it will remain.
Even if he tells the truth, who will believe him?
Dylan is the most logical suspect. Meredith? Come on.
This is madness. No one will go for it!
Be quiet, be quiet...
I have thought this through for a very long time.
I will do whatever it takes.
You might find out the truth about your son.
He may not want you to tell.
You might fall down a flight of stairs.
He might push you. He's already killed once.
-He might do it again. -No, you can't do that.
No, you're not listening.
You are free.
I forgive you.
I don't want you to go to jail. You're my second chance.
No, when the baby is born, I'll let you go.
If only it had gone differently. But it doesn't.
You return to your life, and I'll take care of the baby.
I don't need anyone else.
It will be us against the world.
-Are you okay? -Yes.
-Stay here. -Okay.
Mother?
No. No, no, no! Stop it!
This is my last chance to do right.
I am a good mother. I really am.
I didn't manage to save Evan, but that doesn't make me a bad mother.
I am so loving.
Sawyer could have become who I wanted him to be.
But he's gone, and the child is all I have left.
-I want another chance. -It's up to Meredith.
You can't force her to do it on your terms.
-You know it's not right. -No, I'm not a bad person.
I know that.
Evan shouldn't have hurt your son. I gave you a second chance.
Why can't you give it to me?
The only way to fix it is to call the police.
Meredith has to tell her about the pregnancy, about Sawyer, about everything.
-You're wrong. -We have to.
We need to call the police.
No!
Let go of my mother!
Dylan! Call the police.
It's time.
We'll do anything for them, right?
Bowl.
-It's almost time for the fair. -Isn't it until spring?
-The school has two a year. -Well, hence the choice.
I'm glad you've settled in at the new school.
-It's probably going to be great. -It already is.
-How's Meredith? -We talked last week.
-And the baby? -He's fine.
The family says Meredith can visit as often as she wants.
As long as everything goes well.
They will be lenient with her.
Andrea wrote a recommendation. It goes a long way.
-Have you talked to her? -Yes.
She is to be moved to a new facility in town.
She gets all the help she needs.
Do you really want to go to trial?
Seeing Meredith every day is probably going to be difficult.
I have to. I have to support her.
That's the right thing.
The hamburgers are ready. Would you like some?
-Yes. -Yes.
As terrible as all this has been-
-I'm grateful that it brought us together again.
Me too.
But I'm not writing an instruction manual on annulling divorces.
The experience was...
-...unique. -Yes.
It's the second best thing I've ever done.
I think I've made a really nice arrangement.
Maybe I should take over the restaurant one day?
We'll see.
Good luck.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
Text: Malin Annby Iyuno