It was a black Jansport backpack. I left it on the lower level.
I'm sorry, I didn't see it.
If one of the staff had picked it up they would've turned it in by now.
Did you see any other students?
Maybe they picked it up.
Student information.
Hi, can you give me Jenny Ryder's phone number?
I believe she's in the freshman class.
I'll connect you.
Hello? Hi, Jenny.
Can I speak to Randall? Who is this?
I'm a friend of his from school.
I just wanted to tell him... Tell him yourself.
He's not here. Well...
Do you know how I can reach him, or...
I told you, he's not here. He never showed up.
Did he say where he... No. He didn't say anything.
He stood me up for my own formal.
Half my sorority doesn't think he even exists.
He didn't call? No.
There has to be something really wrong with the guy...
to just not show up like that.
I couldn't agree more.
Hey, Mercedes!
You know where I can find Dodger?
Why? I have something of hers.
Well, she's on the floor below me.
I'm sure I'll see her before lights out.
Actually, I was kind of hoping to give it to her myself.
I bet you were.
I saw her heading toward the faculty building.
I think Mr. Walker is going over her article with her.
Thank you.
Obi-Wan, what's up, man?
Hey, you seen my shoulder pads around here?
By the way...
librarian dropped your bag off.
Said someone turned it in, or something like that.
O- Dog...
what do you think a murder victim looks like?
Owen! Tom.
What do you want?
Chill, buddy. I'm just trying to figure out...
what I'm going to be for the Halloween dance.
You figured out what you're doing for a costume yet?
Yeah, I'm not sure I'm going. I've got to work that night anyway.
What? Dude, we could both be murder victims.
I mean, Regina is a pro with effects makeup.
And that's the night the Wolf is supposed to strike.
Come on, O-Dog, don't make me chase you to this thing.
Look...
I need to focus on this article. It's due tomorrow.
What? Really?
On the Friday of Halloween?
What heartless bastard assigned that?
Nice job, ladies.
All right.
Thank you.
Owen, you have your assignment?
Sure do. Can I have it, please?
I e-mailed it to you.
And the rest of the school. Very funny.
All right, let's get down to business.
Pop quiz. Everybody take out a pen and a piece of paper.
Owen? No, wait!
Put the knife back on the ground.
This isn't mine. You don't understand.
Someone is trying to play a joke on me here.
Put it down, Owen! Now!
Can I explain? Please?
Save it for the Headmaster. Someone trashed my room, too.
Did you report it? I think it was Randall.
He wasn't even in class this morning.
That's what I'm trying to tell you.
I think he's trying to make me think the e-mail's coming true.
Look, Owen, it's over.
You brought a weapon to my class. My hands are tied.
By the morning you'll be onto your next missed opportunity.
I know. Good.
No. I know about you...
and Dodger.
I don't know what you're talking about.
You're really going to make me say it?
She's a student. Exactly.
No.
She's a student. In my class.
Anything you may have heard about our relationship is strictly...
What? Strictly what?
I saw you two last night.
You have proof? No.
But I won't need it.
If word gets out about you and a student...
the administration will invent a reason to fire you.
You know what, Owen?
What?
I like you.
But you think you're smarter than you are.
Hey! There you are.
I've been looking all over for you.
You okay?
Good, 'cause if you're lucky, later on...
I'll let you go over the river...
and through the woods. Sorry.
Not a fan of the PDA.
Funny.
You gonna come to the dance?
The Wolf is supposed to strike tonight.
That's not funny. Besides, I have to work.
Come on.
We're all going to Tom's lake house right after.
I'm not going.
Why not? Because I'm not playing anymore.
And I'm through with your friends.
Look, I'm really sorry about what happened in Rich's class.
Randall sucks.
Good news is, I was right.
You owe me dinner.
I don't owe you anything.
Can I help you? Yeah.
No. I work here.
Not all the time.
I guess I better watch my back.
Randall?
Boo!
Someone just attacked me.
You sure it wasn't Tom?
He said he was going to give you a scare...
for skipping out on the dance.
Yeah, he tried to chase me here.
Hey, if you talk to him, let him know Randall's back.
You saw Randall?
No, but Tom's car is in the parking lot.
Keys just sitting on the tire and everything.
See if you can find your car tomorrow, T-Dog.
Officer!
Get on the ground!
Drop the weapon!
Drop it! It's not real!
I was just joking.
I'm sorry.
What's going on?
That's what we're trying to figure out.
What was that? Punch line.
Dead man walking.
I'm going to keep you all here for the remainder of the weekend...
while I determine the best course of action to take.
I'm at a loss to explain how or why this happened.
We thought that... Please, Mr. Matthews.
Mercedes has already told us all we need to know.
I doubt if you are any better able to explain how a juvenile prank...
led to the police almost shooting two of my students.
No, ma'am. Let me be clear, Mr. Matthews.
Given your history...
you are in far more serious trouble than your friends.
I don't care who your father knows.
I'm inclined to send you packing now.
Mr. Walker, however, has spoken up in your defense.
He seems to feel that...
Trick or treat. Adam!
Please, Mommy has to work.
Come on.
Yesterday wasn't Halloween.
It was just the Halloween dance.
Today's the 31st.
The full moon's tonight.
I'll be sure to set my tide charts accordingly.
What's your point?
I think our original hoax...
the mass e-mail...
was read by the person who murdered that girl.
Owen, please. No.
I got another IM today.
I think something's going to happen.
Are you sure it's not just another one of your friends?
Where's Mercedes?
She just spent the whole day talking to the cops.
No way is she sneaking out.
Whenever you do see her, make sure you thank her...
for getting us all stuck on campus, all right?
I mean, what the hell was she doing in my car, anyway?
Trying to convince you the killer could be a girl.
Yeah, well, all I'm convinced is that Randall's a dead man...
for letting her touch my ride.
I mean, where the hell is he, anyway?
Merce gave him a ride to the bus station...
so we could keep your car around.
Randall never went to State.
I think something happened to him.
The IM said, "Be careful what you wish for. "
Good job, Scoob.
You figure that one all out by yourself...
or did you get some help from Shaggy?
I don't think this is a joke.
You're the only one, then, man.
Mercedes pulled the stunt with Tom's car, right?
She hid in the back, I put the fake blood in the front.
Okay.
So who was following me and Dodger in the library?
Sorry.
I was really trying to scare Dodger.
You're always the shepherd.
I figured it was time you felt like a sheep.
She took my bag.
Yeah, I saw you left it there, bumped it to Tom...
and figured he would give it to you.
You put a knife in my bag?
Only because you trashed my stuff.
Why would I trash our room? You didn't trash our room, man.
You trashed my side. It was all my stuff.
Look. Mercedes had an earring...
that looked like Randall's tongue stud.
She figured it'd be a good setup for the car.
You smashed my laptop?
I got a little carried away.
I was in character. In...
Dude! If I would have known what you and the Vocab Ho were up to...
I would have gone after you guys...
instead of Owen in the dining hall.
Jesus, why do you make it so easy for us to hate you sometimes?
Same reason your girlfriend makes it so easy.
Who sent the IM's from the Wolf?
It's not us, man, it's got to be Randall, all right.
If Randall was behind this, don't you think...
he would have shown up by now to gloat?
Are you sure he got on that bus?
I told you, I wasn't with him. Merce took him to the bus station.
Then call her.
Jesus, for what I paid for this thing...
you'd think I get better than one bar of service.
Wait a second.
How do we know Owen's telling us the truth?
Excuse me?
I mean...
he could be making this whole thing up.
To get back at us for the other stuff.
Why would I do that?
I'm the one they're about to expel.
Exactly.
This is it.
This is the new game.
Owen knows he's going to take the fall.
Brought us all here to confess.
Surprise, surprise. You all fell for it.
Victims of your own lies.
Is that what you're going to tell Mr. Walker?
I saw you two.
In his office.
Is that why you've been such a prick?
You're the one who's screwing a teacher.
I was.
It's over.
After the library...
I went to Rich's office to end it.
But I saw you...
you kissed him back.
What else could I do?
He tried a lot more before I pushed him off.
Then he told me I was too mature for guys my own age.
He did what?
I guess he was right.
I don't believe it.
I do.
You should really get some sleep, baby.
I'm all congested from crying.
I think I'm going to take a shower. The steam might help.
Did your RA take off?
The whole dorm's empty except for the incarcerated.
You okay?
Yeah, just...
still a little spooked.
So what are you guys talking about?
We're just trying to figure out who the wanna-be-Wolf is.
Well, who is it? They think it's Randall.
I told them you dropped him off at the bus station.
I didn't.
Not really.
I left him in town. He said had some time to kill.
It was, like, an hour till the next bus.
He probably just needed to go buy condoms.
You taking your clothes off?
Yes.
Tell me about it.
I'm in my underwear.
Which ones?
I'm wearing your favorites.
Take a picture.
Are you kidding?
Come on, it's like Phone Sex 2.0.
What's taking so long? Relax, I just sent it.
Merce, someone's there.
What are you talking about?
You okay?
Tom just scared the crap out of me.
Still pissed about your car, Tommy-boy?
What's going on, man? We heard you shout.
Merce, Tom's here.
In the chapel.
Merce was attacked! She was getting in the shower!
Call for help!
Dude, it was just another joke.
He probably wasn't even on the phone with her.
It was the guy that shot the girl.
Are you listening to yourself?
The first murder happened in a bathroom, remember?
We wrote it. The victims are us!
Campus Security. How can I help you?
I think someone's being attacked. Please send the police right away.
Look, we're tired of the practical jokes.
If you put a member of the staff on, I'll be happy...
But there's no one here! Once I speak to your RA...
Wait, where are you going? I'm going back to my dorm.
Look, maybe Owen's right, maybe we should just take off.
No, we're not taking off!
Tom, she's right, we have to get out of here!
You're not going anywhere. You keep out of this.
All she's trying to do is make a bad situation worse.
Said the self-centered loudmouth to no one in particular.
Do you ever shut up?
What?
What's on your face?
It's on my sweatshirt.
Oh, my God!
Randall!
We have to get out of here! We have to get out of here!
What about Dodger?
What about her, man?
I'm going to find her.
Will you wait for me?
You have 20 minutes. All right?
At 2:15 we are out of here. With or without you.
Hello?
Lewis!
Are you okay?
Merce, she's gone.
I surprised him.
I think I hurt him, but... Hold on, I'll be right there!
No! Get help!
Tom and Regina are waiting, we have to get...
Lewis!
Dodger?
Tom, stop!
Tom!
Mr. Walker.
Mr. Walker!
Hello?
Owen? Dodger?
What are you doing in Rich's office?
I'm trying to get help. Where are you?
I just found Mercedes.
She's dead.
What do we do?
Tom and Regina already left.
We have to find a way off-campus. Where's Rich?
I don't know.
I think he keeps a set of car keys there.
Look in his desk. Good.
I'll meet you in your room.
No, I'm on my way to you.
Be careful.
I will.
Owen, I'm sorry.
Me, too.
Just get here, okay. I can see you in the window.
I can't see you.
I'm right here.
Run!
No!
Oh, my God.
Keys. Keys. Keys.
I have a gun.
I've called the police. They're on their way.
Owen, is that you?
Mr. Walker?
Look, I'm coming in.
Don't do anything.
Where'd you get that?
Your desk.
What?
It's yours.
Why don't you give it to me? Not a chance.
Relax, Owen.
No one's going to hurt you.
Look.
Where did you get those?
I found them in the stairwell. Oh, God.
You did this, didn't you?
Look, I don't know what you're talking about.
Dodger called me...
That's why you stood up for me...
with the Headmaster. You wanted me here for this!
Why don't you give me the gun, son?
You killed them!
Mercedes! Randall! Lewis!
Dodger!
I don't know what's going on. Yes, you do.
No, listen to me. Don't lie to me.
Your friends are probably just screwing with you. Give me the gun.
Is this the gun that killed that girl in the woods?
Becky?
Were you screwing her, too?
Dodger tell you that?
She didn't have to.
Oh, my God!
Owen.
Are you okay? We...
It was...
I don't know what to say.
It was just for fun, we had...
We had been playing this game, and we decided that...
We decided to work together tonight.
We were trying to scare Owen and Mercedes...
because they got everyone in trouble before.
Listen, we didn't think that anything was going to happen.
How could you let Graham do that to me?
Baby, I didn't even know about it till I left the chapel.
Dodger wasn't supposed to hit me that hard.
Why did you hide when Mr. Walker showed up?
Why didn't you say something?
No, thanks, Dad.
My attorney tells me the news is good.
They're going to drop the charges. Self-defense.
It'll be a few years probation, if that.
Dad...
how's that possible?
They ran ballistics on the handgun. It turned out to be the weapon...
the police were looking for in the shooting of that local girl.
Really?
It appears you shot a wanted murderer.
How do they know it was him?
It seems he was involved with the victim at some point.
They checked his credit card bill...
and found out that he'd purchased two airline tickets last month.
One in his name, the other in the girl's.
Do they know why he killed her?
My attorney says they're calling it a crime of passion.
No one ever really knows the truth with these things.
Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Matthews...
but one of your son's friends is here to see him.
Go ahead, Owen.
It's going to be okay, son. I promise.
Right over there.
I'm so sorry.
For everything.
I didn't mean to hurt you.
You have to believe me. It's okay.
I wish I could make it up to you. I know.
If I had known Rich was involved with that girl...
I wouldn't have played this stupid joke.
What did you say?
If I had known Rich was screwing that girl...
I wouldn't have talked the others into this.
You're right.
You're absolutely right.
I don't understand.
You wouldn't play some game...
if you knew Rich was cheating on you.
That's what I just said.
You would get him back.
Owen, I'm confused. I don't...
No, you're not.
That's what you want me to believe.
Just like...
you wanted me to believe that you were off-campus...
when the first IM went out.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Yes, you do.
In the chapel.
You said you had ended it with Rich.
I don't think that's what happened.
I think you were still in love with him.
I think you knew that girl.
This is my home.
And you knew she was still sleeping with Rich.
Some townie was screwing the wrong guy.
Dodger tell you that?
You murdered her.
Well, the girl was shot.
Then you planted the gun.
I've got something I should go do.
And told me where to find it.
Look in his desk.
I was your guy.
Someone's just trying to scare you.
From the moment we met...
It's a small school.
Word spreads fast.
...you planned it.
It was her idea to change the game in the first place.
We're going to create a killer.
The whole thing.
It's like you're playing checkers.
And I'm playing chess.
Makes you predictable.
You knew I'd shoot him.
Owen, that's crazy.
Really?
I thought it was the object of the game.
Avoid suspicion.
Manipulate your friends. Eliminate your enemies.
Honestly, Owen, even if that were true...
who would believe you?