Welcome to our World! Where we serve you cookies to ensure you get the best viewing experience on our site.

Did you know that you can remove censorship board-wide, use our advanced search functions, be notified when new content is posted, join our memberships, set episodes to show in any order you want & more if you are logged into your account?

Register or sign in here: ucp.php?mode=register

Sweetness (2025)

Pop Goes the Weasel?! Thriller & Mystery Movie Collection.
(Psychological/Film Noir/Mystery/etc.)

Moderators: Maskath3, sidolanters, GabrielAlejo2341

Sweetness (2025)

Post by bunniefuu »

Oh, you think I'm sexy?

Well, I think

you're sexy, too.

Oh, yeah? You like that?

Good.

I like it, too.

What? Oh, you like

what I'm wearing?

This is just something

I found and threw on.

You don't think

it's too slutty, do you?

Aw, that's too bad.

Because I want to

be a little sl*t.

Yeah?

You like it?

It's just something

I threw on.

I like it, too.

You're really funny.

You don't think

it's too slutty?

- Hey--

- Dad! Knock!

Sorry. Uh...

I didn't think

you'd be in bed already.

I'm tired.

Okay, I'm just--

going to work

and wanted to say goodnight.

'Kay, goodnight.

Thank you.

Thank you so much for being

the best crowd we've ever had.

I'm serious.

I love you.

- We love you!

- Thank you.

Payton, here you go.

Wipe yourself off, though.

We got this press

interview downstairs, okay?

Now?

Yup. You can handle it,

do you think?

Yeah.

Yeah?

It's only going to

be five, ten minutes.

- Can we do five?

- Yeah, sure.

She's, uh, just some vlogger

or something.

- Named Laura.

- Sounds good.

- Laura? Hey.

- Hi.

- Laura, this is Payton.

- Hi.

- Hey, Payton.

- Payton, Laura.

Hi, I'm Laura

with Going Lyrical.

- Thanks for taking the time.

- Of course.

- Sit down.

- Thank you.

Uh, here you go.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Speaking of music,

you've been very open about

your journey with sobriety.

Can you talk more

about that?

Yes. Um... Sure.

I... I think the more we

can talk about these things,

the more we can

break down the stigma.

Yeah.

And I hope that by being

open about my struggles

I can make a positive

change in the world.

Next up,

the latest music video

from Norwegian

superstars Floorplan.

Here.

Did you change it

some more this time?

No, I copied it exactly.

Just checking.

By the way,

I think you're dyslexic.

You should really

get that checked out.

Shouldn't we go if we have to

stop by your neighbor's still?

Yeah.

So, house party at

yours this weekend?

Because we know so many people

who want to hang out with us.

We gotta take advantage

of the empty house somehow.

I'm just going

to try not to think of

what my dad is doing.

Did I tell you the place

his new girlfriend picked?

No. Why?

In-room jacuzzi

and romantic views.

I hate that.

Hello, Mrs. Guthrie.

Old f*cking creep.

Do you think we'll

get to meet him tomorrow?

Who? Payton?

I don't know.

I don't know what I'd do.

I swear I would die.

Uh, I can think

of a couple things.

Gross!

Why gross?

You think he's hot, don't you?

- Yeah, obviously.

- So?

It's just not like that.

It's hard to explain.

He understands me.

We have a connection.

You're telling me

you don't think about him at

night when you're al--

No, no. I'm not having

this conversation with you.

You're a pervert.

Oh, come on. You know

you want to suck his big...

- No, no, no, no!

- ...throbbing--

Okay! Jesus, you're sick.

Just be a minute, okay?

'Kay.

So, how long are

they gone for this time?

My neighbors?

A few weeks.

Florida?

Alaskan cruise.

Ugh. Please k*ll me

before I get old

and think taking

a cruise is a good idea.

Don't worry.

Global warming will k*ll you

long before that.

Perfect.

Steph, don't.

That's the girl

with the dead mom.

So? She's so

desperate for attention.

She's a psycho.

...turns me on

You help me

through the solar daze

You don't deserve

to be unnoticed, girl

You're not the only

one who's living

In a messed up world

Don't have to

take that sh*t

You've had enough of this

And you know

you're not the only one

Who's sick of it

You don't deserve

to be unnoticed, girl

You know this world is run

by charlatans and amateurs

And you know

you're not the only one

That's sick of it

You don't deserve

to be unnoticed, girl

You're not

the only one who's living

In a messed up world

Don't have to take

that sh*t

You've had enough

of this

And you know

you're not the only one

Who's sick of it

You don't deserve

to be unnoticed, girl

Your dad tells me you're

a big fan of this band,

the-- the Floodplain?

Floorplan.

Floorplan! Yes. Yeah. Cool.

You know, I went to some

great concerts back in my day,

if you can believe it.

Cool.

You know, maybe we could

get a little crew

of our own together

and go see a show.

You know? The three of us?

Could be fun.

Rylee, Marnie's asking you

a question.

It's okay.

Yeah, sounds fun.

Yeah?

This is Sid's house here.

- Right here?

- Yeah, here.

Cool.

And... here we are.

Oh, she looks so cute.

You see what she's wearing?

Stop.

Hey, Sid!

Hey, Marnie.

You look great, honey,

and look at that purse.

Yes, okay!

Thanks.

You're a big fan

of Floodplan, too, huh?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- Cool. Me too.

Me too, babe.

Okay, here we go.

Okay. Bye now!

I'll see you Sunday.

Have fun!

Bye!

Sorry, that was brutal.

Nah, it's cool. At least your

parents care where you are.

Marnie's not my parent.

Hey, I have something that'll

make you feel better.

Where did you get that?

Never mind where

I got it from. Just thank me.

Tonight's gonna be all ours.

What did you do?

Just have a shot.

Floorplan!

Floorplan! Floorplan!

Floorplan! Floorplan!

Floorplan!

Come on, we gotta

get to the front.

Floorplan! Floorplan!

Floorplan! Floorplan!

Floorplan! Floorplan!

Floorplan! Floorplan!

Ferndale!

It's so good to be back!

I will never know

What you and I

could have been

I will never know

What this stupid

tattoo means

Seems too good to be true

When I'm alone with you

I'mma drunk, I'mma joke,

I'mma hit 'til I choke

Do you think

we deserve each other?

Is this what

you call payback?

Waking up in the snow

on the street in my clothes

Do you know

where I lost my phone?

Is this what you

call payback?

Payback

Is this what you

call payback? Payback

Hey, darling

Can you hear me?

I just called

to hear your voice

Mm, do me.

If I'm honest

I am struggling

Could I come over

for a while?

But you smell it

on my shirt again

I swear

it's only second-hand

But you always knew

when I was telling lies

I had another incident

I woke up

in an ambulance

This morning wasn't good,

but I'm alive

And I'm crying out

But there's no sound

Do you think that

I deserve a second chance?

And I'm going down

In sight of land

I'm waving and I'm reaching

for you hand

When all my world

is black and blue

All I need is you

With everything

I put you through

Only one thing stays true

When all my world

is black and blue

All I need is you

They played all the old stuff

I didn't think they would.

Yeah, totally.

Um, ready to head?

What?

Chris is here to pick us up.

Don't you want to

check out the merch?

Buy stuff online.

Come on.

I thought we were gonna try

and meet Payton.

Ry, please?

Okay. I'll be fine.

You just go.

Okay. I'll go meet

with him first

and we'll come get you

in, like, half an hour.

- Yeah, sounds good.

- Okay.

I know, John. Okay? I do!

Please, stop repeating it.

It was bad.

Bad, you know that, right?

- Yeah.

- It was horrible.

- It was one-- One bad night.

- No, you know what?

f*cking up your

career is one thing.

- But see all these guys?

- Yeah...

Oh, really?

Yeah. I don't think

you get it, do you?

I'll be right back...

The venue is now closing.

Please make your

way to the exists.

Come on. Come on.

Hey, this is Sid.

I never check this,

so just text me.

f*ck.

Hey, man. I need the car.

Don't worry about it.

It's my show.

f*ck!

No!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Hey, hey, hey! Are you okay?

Oh, sweet f*cking God.

What were you doing in the

middle of the f*cking road?

I couldn't see you.

Are you okay?

Hey, are you okay?

You're Payton Adler.

Yeah.

I love your music.

I'm a huge fan.

Yeah?

What's your name?

I'm Rylee.

Rylee.

Pleased to meet you.

Look at me. Look at me.

You know, this was

an accident, okay?

I'm sorry.

Yeah. It's fine.

You alone?

Uh, I was...

here with a friend.

I just don't really

know where she went.

I'm a bit stranded.

Stranded?

Hey, you all right?

Do you want a ride?

Really?

Yes.

Do you need a ride?

Yeah.

Yeah?

Okay, come on then.

When you're around me

I can feel holy

from just your touch

Lost little girl,

when you were...

It's really not

that far from here,

especially at this time.

You can just

keep driving straight,

and I'll let you

know when to turn off.

Sounds good.

You were really

great up there tonight.

I mean, I've been

a fan for a long time,

but, uh, you know,

I've never seen you live.

I love your music, though.

I mean, it's got me through

some really hard times.

"Hearts That Shatter,"

I know you wrote it when

your mom died, and...

...I lost my mom, too,

so it meant a lot.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Really. That's, um...

That sucks.

It's okay.

I was really young.

She was k*lled

in a car accident.

I don't even know

why I'm telling you this.

I think I'm a little drunk.

I'm-- I'm just so happy

that I got to meet you.

I mean, I had this

feeling about tonight,

but then my friend ditched me

to go hang out with this guy,

and I couldn't find her.

I mean, now I know

it was all for a reason...

now I'm here with you.

You can just turn off

to the right up here.

I'm just going to

make a quick stop first,

and then I'll drop

you off, okay?

Is that okay?

Yeah, yeah.

Cool.

Show me how

I'll be quick.

Five minutes tops.

Cool, I'll--

I'll just be...

...here.

- Hey!

- Yo!

What's up, man?

How you doing?

Hey. Hey, what the f*ck

are you doing?

You said

you'd be five minutes

- Who's that?

- Don't worry about it.

- I'm just giving her a ride.

- Ow.

Jesus, Payton. Don't bring

randos to my house.

- I don't need that here.

- I said don't worry about it!

See you later.

I'm sorry, okay? You said

you'd be five minutes. I--

It's fine.

It's fine, okay?

Didn't mean

to make you mad.

Look.

Just please tell me

where to drive next

so I can drop you off.

Just turn off

at the next right.

This... is not how this night

was supposed to go, okay?

I just thought, you know,

you're Payton Adler.

You wrote "Regret"

and "Nightfall" and...

...I waited my entire

life for this moment.

Could we please

just start over?

Okay? I shouldn't have come

up to the house. I'm sorry.

You were just taking so long

I didn't know what to do.

Payton?

Payton!

Payton! Stop! Stop!

Stop! Stop!

Oh.

Holy sh*t,

are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Are you sure?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Okay, just-- just turn--

turn off to the right.

Okay. Whoa!

Payton. Stop, stop, stop!

Payton, stop!

Payton, stop.

Stop! Stop the car!

Stop the car!

I'm gonna call

an ambulance, okay?

No, no, no, no, no.

Just--

Just give me a second.

We just need to get inside.

Someone's gonna hear you.

My house is

just around the corner.

No one's home...

Your house is--

No. It's fine. It's fine.

Okay, just--

Here.

Can I have some

water, please?

Yeah.

Just in the bathroom.

- Hm?

- Just in-- in here.

Yeah, that's awesome.

That's great. Thank you.

Yeah, I'm-- I'm fine.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Can I get you anything?

I'm... fine.

Thank you, though.

I'll get you a clean towel.

Thank you.

f*cking hell, Ry.

Jesus Christ. You scared

the sh*t out of me.

I thought

you were a m*rder*r.

We couldn't find you

back at the Rex,

so I figured you must

have ditched and come home.

I tried calling you,

like, a hundred times.

My phone died.

What were you gonna do

if I was a m*rder*r?

Smother me with towels?

Payton Adler

is in my bathroom.

sh*t.

Seriously?

What is that?

Oh, f*ck.

Holy sh*t,

that's Payton Adler.

Yeah, I told you.

No, please. Just get out.

Okay, okay.

I'm fine. I tripped.

Are those--

Yeah, I think so. Here.

Help me.

Just get out, please. No!

I just need a minute.

Okay, okay.

No. No!

Get out!

Just get the f*ck out!

Payton?

What's he doing here?

It's a long story.

I'll tell you later.

Payton, come on.

Just open the door.

Seriously, he looks f*cked.

Should we call someone?

My dad can never know.

We just want to help you.

I don't think

he's doing good.

- Payton--

- I'm fine.

- What was on the floor?

- Just let us in, okay?

One second.

Payton, you're scaring us.

Just one second, okay?

Payton?

What the f*ck was that?

We need to get in there.

He might be hurt.

Payton, are you okay?

Let's go.

Come on, sunshine.

Waiting for ya.

Payton, come on.

sh*t.

It's the same John guy again.

- Turn it off.

- He's famous.

People are obviously

looking for him.

And that's why

he's gonna be so happy

we kept him safe

and didn't call anyone.

I still think we--

Shh. He's awake.

How are you feeling?

Mm, what happened?

Where am I?

He's brain damaged.

He's not brain damaged,

he's fine.

You're in my room.

You're safe.

I'm so sorry, okay?

We just didn't know

what else to do.

You were acting crazy. You

passed out in my bathroom.

You freaked Sid out.

I'm sorry.

It's um...

I've got a medical condition

with my blood sugar.

And when it gets too low,

I get blackouts.

That's probably

what happened.

Look, I'm sorry

if I wasn't myself,

and thank you for

the wonderful place to crash,

but I'm-- I'm feeling better.

I really have to go.

Like, right now. Please.

What's this?

I've never seen

those before.

They were in your pocket.

So, what do you want?

Money?

- No!

- Money?

Do you want money

or something?

No. No, we're just

trying to protect you.

- This is insane. Hey!

- No.

- Why are you being so mean?

- Anyone, please! Help! Help!

Stop yelling!

Please, stop it!

- Help me! Anyone! Hey!

- You have to understand!

We're not trying

to hurt you!

I'm being held hostage!

We're just trying

to help you!

- We need to let him go.

- No!

- Yes!

- You heard him,

he's gonna tell people

we held him hostage.

- No, I'm not.

- And who's gonna believe him?

I have a giant bruise

on my thigh to prove

he hit me with his car,

and proof he's back on drugs.

No, no, no.

Hey, listen. Listen.

Just undo this right now

and you'll never see me again.

No! Okay?

This isn't you.

I knew it last night when

we stopped at that house.

I just... I didn't

want to believe it.

You've relapsed,

and it's okay.

It explains everything.

There's no judgement.

Okay, you've got

a substance abuse problem.

No, I don't have

a substance abuse problem.

I have a handcuffed to

a f*cking wall problem!

Last night you nearly k*lled

yourself,

you nearly k*lled me!

Can I talk to

you outside--

No, we saved your life

and you're not even

- a little bit grateful?

- No! Don't! Please!

Come back

and undo this! Please!

I'm not joking around!

I'm gonna lose

my f*cking mind!

Ry, what just happened?

He's doing drugs again.

- So? We do drugs.

- It's different.

He's an addict.

Weren't we just

handcuffing him

until he was sober enough

to drive?

Look, I know

I'm right about this.

Right about what?

Help!

Right about keeping him

here until he can get this

out of his system.

We are not doing that.

I'm worried about you.

Is this about

your mom, because...

...because I know that

was really f*cked up, but--

It's not that.

Okay?

Help!

I know it seems crazy.

But just think about all

the things that had to happen

to get us here.

It's too many coincidences.

It's like-- like

the universe is telling me

that I'm meant to help him.

So, let's get him

into rehab.

He did that already.

You saw where it got him.

We can make

a difference here,

do something that

actually matters.

Isn't that what we're

always talking about?

Just trust me on this, okay?

We just need enough time

for him to get this

out of his system and to see

what he's doing.

Otherwise, what's to stop

him from hurting someone

or hurting himself?

I promise it'll be okay.

...waving and I'm reaching

for your hand

Okay, we can keep him

here for a few more hours,

but no more.

You have

to promise me, okay?

All I need is you

Are you even listening?

Rylee!

This is

Payton's phone. Leave it.

God damn.

Eric, right?

I'm Payton's friend.

Oh, yeah.

We've met.

John.

Oh, John. Yeah.

From the Quiet Things tour.

Right. Yeah.

Can I come in for a sec?

Yeah, yeah. Come in.

So, still tour managing?

Yup.

That's nice.

So, someone said

that Payton might have been

here last night.

Ooh, yeah. He was.

Want some?

No.

Is he still here?

No, he's not.

Why you asking?

Because he hasn't

been responding to me,

and I don't want him

to miss tonight's show.

Yeah, that sucks, man.

Yeah.

Uh, I don't know

what to tell you.

He came here, we chilled out,

and then he left.

Huh.

Okay.

So, he said nothing?

Nope.

What'd you sell him, Eric?

Hm? I'm not a cop.

I'm just trying to

figure out what's going on

so he doesn't ruin

his f*cking career.

Xannies.

Some coke.

Not a big deal.

It actually is a big deal.

This is my card.

So, take it,

and if you think of

anything useful, call me.

And listen, when Payton

comes back into town,

don't pick up

the f*cking phone, okay?

You guys need to

get a f*cking life.

You get a life.

Sticks and stones

may break my bones

But the drugs won't hurt me

the drugs won't hurt me

Ex-girlfriend keeps

calling my phone

But the b*tch

can't hurt me

So I'm not worried

All alone,

did it on my own

So I show no mercy,

I show no mercy

With my bros

but I got my pole

Screamin',

"Please don't urge me"

"Please don't urge me"

Smoke my dope

and I pop my Perky

And lock my phone 'cause

these hoes be lurking

Sticks and stones

may break my bones

But the drugs won't hurt me

the drugs won't hurt me

Ex-girlfriend keeps

calling my phone

But the b*tch

can't hurt me

So I'm not worried

All alone,

did it on my own

So I show no mercy,

I show no mercy

With my bros

but I got my pole

Screamin',

"Please don't urge me"

"Please don't urge me"

f*ck these hoes,

all they do is irk me

f*ck these hoes,

all they do is irk me

Hey.

I'm gonna make

the call tonight.

So, just get the guys

to grab their sh*t

and head to the venue.

I'll make up some excuse.

The cops won't help

for 48 hours.

Let's keep this quiet

for now.

He'll surface...

He always does.

Come on, come on. Come on.

I can't do this.

Yes, you can.

Okay? I know it's hard,

but it's gonna be okay.

I swear,

if you let me go, I'll--

I'm not gonna tell anyone.

Otherwise, they'll find me

and you'll never

get away with it.

No one is looking

for you.

Yes, they are.

They're probably

not far off.

No.

No one is coming.

Your band made a post

that said you're sick

that's why you canceled.

You're lying.

"We are heartbroken

to announce

we will be rescheduling

tonight's show at the Dome.

Unfortunately,

Payton has the flu."

They don't care about you.

But I do.

Okay?

I can help you.

I get your pain.

Just make it stop.

Please.

Try and get

some sleep, okay?

I promise tomorrow

will be better.

Have you been to Jesus

for the cleansing power

Are you washed in

the blood of the Lamb?

Are you washed?

Washed?

Washed in

the blood of the Lamb?

Are you washed?

Washed?

Washed in

the blood of the Lamb?

Waking up today

You feel unwell

This week

is overstayed

Oh, Sid.

Everything that's good

That's not me.

Some days you think

this life is a carousel

We're not giving up

This ain't over yet...

Oh my God.

Payton, come on.

Come on, we need to get

you cleaned up.

He looks like he's dying.

Can you go

to the laundry room,

and just get me some towels

and a pair of

my dad's clean boxers?

Girl, you're not

the only one...

This isn't okay.

Just go!

Don't have

to take that sh*t

Sure.

You've had enough

of this

And you know you're not

the only one

Who's sick of it...

Payton?

Come on,

I need your help here.

Here.

Oh, f*ck.

This feels wrong.

So, you'd rather leave him

sitting in his own sh*t?

Give me that.

No, it's just,

like, it's a violation.

He's not even awake.

So? Nurses do this

sh*t all the time.

What's the difference?

Don't make it weird.

I'm starting to

freak out a little here, Ry.

He's not getting any better.

If anything

he's getting worse.

Look, you read what

it said online, okay?

Just... It can take anywhere

from one to five days

depending on

how much he was using.

This is all still within

normal withdrawal range.

Don't worry.

I've got a plan.

I don't think

we can carry him.

You have a better idea?

Otherwise my dad

will be home soon, so...

Just make sure he's out

for real and not faking it.

And what do we do

if he does wake up?

Rylee?

Here. Happy?

Whoa, Rylee.

What the f*ck!

It's my dad's.

It's for work.

Here. I got you.

You get his hands.

I get his feet.

Rylee!

I f*cking told you

he played us!

Help me! Help!

Help!

Someone!

Please! Please! Help me!

Hello! Hello!

Where the f*ck is everybody?

Help me!

Please. Come on!

Hey!

Payton!

Just stay there, wait.

Payton, wait!

Stop!

You're crazy!

Get off me!

No!

Close the door.

Close the door.

Okay. What if

the neighbors come home?

They're gone till

the end of next week.

Let's get him downstairs.

Then we'll put

his car in the garage.

Okay.

Okay.

- He's too heavy.

- No, no, no.

Okay.

Just a bit farther.

- Just put--

- Go faster!

Put him down.

Just put him down.

Okay.

Is he dead?

No, no.

He's fine. He's...

I think

he's just passed out.

Rylee, I told you.

I...

He was gonna k*ll you.

Okay, okay.

Okay, it's fine. Okay?

We're fine.

Look at me.

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Does it look bad?

Let's just get you

cleaned up, okay?

He bit me.

We need to figure out

what we're going to say.

Say to who?

Everyone!

We need to get

our story straight.

I mean, oh my God.

Everybody's going to hate me.

I'm gonna

have to change my name.

I'll never get

my driver's license.

Why would they hate you?

Why? Did you see

what just happened?

When he tells

people what I did--

He's not gonna

tell anybody.

You don't think

he's going to wake up?

I thought you said

he was just passed out.

We need to call

an ambulance.

Just calm down, okay?

He's fine.

We just need to

stick to the plan.

The plan?

No, no, no, no.

We were only trying to keep

him safe and off the road,

which honestly is

the cops' job anyway.

So, they should be

thanking us, and-- and--

and we have proof.

Who's gonna believe him

when we look

like this, I mean...

We tried to let him go

and he assaulted me

and tried to k*ll you.

So, I had to do what I did--

He wouldn't have

actually hurt me.

Are you serious?

He was about two seconds away

from bashing your brains in.

It's over.

You need to face reality here.

I can't do this.

Look, I know that

there are risks,

but I also know that that man

down there, he needs my help.

He doesn't want it, Rylee!

He doesn't want

your help,

and he doesn't...

want... you.

You're wrong.

Where are you going?

Home. I'm done.

What, to go tell your mom,

who doesn't care

whether you live or die?

I'm the only one who's

ever been there for you.

You can't leave me.

What are you gonna do?

Handcuff me, too?

Move!

Please!

Please.

Okay.

Okay, fine.

Let's just--

Let's talk.

No, no, no, no!

Stop!

I just wanna talk to you!

No! I don't want

to talk to you!

Stop! Please stop!

Stop!

Just look at me.

Rylee!

Be quiet. Be quiet.

Shh.

Be quiet. Shh.

Shh.

Who wants a treat?

Do you want a treat, fella?

Okay, we're good.

We're good.

Sidney?

Sidney. Sidney.

Sidney, wake up!

Come on. I know you're

faking it. Just come on!

Hey, Dad.

Rylee, this place is a mess.

Just because

I'm gone for the weekend,

you think you can turn

into some sort of slob?

It's not a big deal.

Just relax.

- Dad.

- And clean the bathroom.

How many times have I told

you to hang your towels?

I know. I'm sorry.

I will.

Spotless.

f*ck.

Where am I?

Somewhere no one

can hear your screams.

Why are you doing this to me?

What'd I ever do to you, huh?

You hit me.

You told me

to get in your car.

You got high

and drove off the road.

You freaked out

and passed out at an underage

girl's house.

Maybe you should

ask yourself

why you did

those things first.

Why didn't you just k*ll me

if you hate me so much?

I don't hate you.

Why not?

I'm just a pathetic

f*cking junkie.

I'm not really in the mood

for your self-pity party

right now.

I'm telling you the truth.

My friends don't care

enough to look for me.

What does that

tell you, huh?

That you

have shitty friends.

You wouldn't have

said that if you knew

what I put them through.

It's just the things

I do when I get f*cked up.

Then why do you do it?

Because I grew up with it.

Addiction runs in my family.

I was abused as a child.

Really?

No, but what do you

want me to say?!

There's no reason

for it, okay?

You've been on the road

for years and years

and there's

an insane schedule

and everyone's expecting you

to be a certain way, right?

And for them it's...

...it's one night,

they want to party.

But for me it's every

single night.

And it's not like you

can just tell the promoters

and playlisters that

create your f*cking career

that, "No, I don't

want that.

No, I'm too tired.

I don't want that anymore."

So, you rally.

You rally and you give them

exactly what they want.

Exactly who

they want you to be.

And who do you want to be?

I don't know.

Not this.

You have a second chance now.

Don't you think you owe it

to yourself

and to everyone who loves you

to at least try

and turn it around?

All of this has to

be worth something.

I believe in you.

That you can be the person

I know you

are capable of being.

The person who

wrote all those songs.

We just got

a new blind item in about

a foreign-born

B-list rockstar.

Apparently, his band

has been canceling shows

because he's disappeared.

Our guess? It's Payton Adler

with another relapse.

This morning wasn't good,

but I'm alive

When all my world

is black and blue

All I need is you

And for those of you

who did not do well,

and you know who you are,

semis are in two weeks.

I suggest you

start studying now.

Good thing her face is better

birth control than the pill.

Don't need any more

idiots on the planet.

What is your problem?

I don't have a problem.

Then tell me what

you just said to my face.

I didn't say anything.

Not everything's about you.

Fine. Whatever.

Maybe you should

brush your teeth

after you finish

throwing up your breakfast.

Your breath stinks.

Excuse me?

Rylee, they need you

in the principal's office.

Bring your stuff.

I bet they found

a g*n in her locker.

Ooh!

Okay, that's enough.

That's enough.

Ooh, ooh

b*tch, I wasn't finished,

so shut the f*ck up

And with God as my witness,

nobody gives a f*ck

You've only got one purpose

and it's to lick my nuts

And if you didn't realize

then now you know what's up

Yeah, now you know

what's up

Yeah,

I taught you how to f*ck

You're a trick,

you're a opp

b*tch you soft

you forgot

'Bout these t*ts

its your loss

You're my b*tch,

I'm the boss, b*tch

Don't want me,

you don't want me

You don't want me

My p*ssy got teeth

I'm so sorry

about Sidney, honey.

Call me if you

need anything, okay?

I'll be right outside,

all night.

Thanks. Goodnight.

Night.

Love you.

Goodnight.

This is so awful.

Thanks for staying

the night.

Of course. Of course.

I can't imagine what

she's going through.

I can't imagine what Sidney's

parents are going through.

They've got this as*h*le

kid she was texting with

in questioning right now,

if I find out he did it

I swear to God

I'll k*ll him myself.

Okay, hey.

It's okay...

What are you doing?

Uh... Nothing really.

Just scrolling.

Sorry.

That sh*t's addictive.

Everyone's trying

to sell you something,

but it's all fake.

You know I had to change my

name to sound more American.

It's never enough.

Less and less people

are coming to our shows.

My dream was to be

a life-changing artist.

I don't think

I made much of an impact.

I wanted to...

I wanted to leave a legacy,

but instead I write painfully

forgettable songs,

at least that's what

Rolling Stone said

about my latest album.

f*ck them.

You really want

to make music for

a bunch of tired

old hipsters anyways?

Your music changed

my life.

Before I found

your songs...

...I was really messed up.

My dad doesn't know me.

I suck at school

and sports,

and I didn't have

any friends besides Sid.

And even then, she didn't

understand

how f*cking miserable

it was to be me.

To feel... like

everything is meaningless.

Here.

What's this?

It's my mom's.

She died when I was ten.

I can't-- I can't.

Just listen.

I was ten.

And I had

my swim meet semi-finals.

So, I had to go all the way

to Williamsfield for it.

My mom was supposed

to pick me up,

and I waited outside,

but she never came.

She'd been k*lled

by an impaired driver.

I used to think what if I just

hadn't made the semi-finals?

Would she still be here?

Or what if someone

had locked up that guy

before he ever got

behind the wheel?

What then?

I just...

...I need you to understand

why I did the things I have.

Without your music,

I never would have

made it after she died.

Your songs were the only

thing that made it feel

like I could be okay,

like I wasn't alone.

I want you to have it.

Please.

Your music matters.

You matter.

Rylee.

Can you come here a minute?

Why?

Sit. I just want

to talk to you.

Did you go through my room?

Okay. Listen...

You had no right

to do that.

I didn't go through your room.

I went up there to wake

you up and you were gone,

and I was worried.

You can't leave like that.

I went for a walk.

I couldn't sleep.

Okay, I'm not here

to get you in trouble.

Just... to help.

Well, I don't need your help.

I'm fine.

Then you want to

tell me what this is?

I've never

seen those before.

I know you're going

through a lot right now,

but doing drugs is not

a solution to anything.

Believe me, I--

I'm not doing drugs.

Then why did I find

these in your room?

Well, for all I know,

you put them there.

Okay, I'm trying to give

you a chance to explain.

I had some trouble

when I was younger myself,

and I wish that someone

had been more understanding

when I needed it.

I know your dad doesn't

always get stuff like this.

Are you gonna tell him?

Yeah. I'm gonna have to.

He's your dad.

And who the f*ck are you?

You're not my mom.

You're nobody.

So, why don't you just mind

your own f*cking business?

Where are you going?

I don't know, Marnie.

I'm so hopped up

on drugs I have no idea.

Jesus Christ.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Is someone here?

Hello?

Hello?

Oh, thank God!

Help me, please!

- Holy sh*t.

- Help, help!

- Hey, hey!

- I'll get help.

Wait, wait, wait,

wait, wait, wait!

Oh, what the f*ck!

Oh, my God.

Oh, please. Don't!

Payton, calm down. Hey.

Just breathe.

What happened?

Is she dead? Jesus Christ!

Please, just look at me.

We'll get through

this together.

Just breathe.

Good.

Just don't look, okay?

No!

Don't!

No!

Hey.

Hey, Dad.

What's this?

I needed to stay busy,

so I made some comfort food.

Want some?

Sure.

Where's Marnie?

She didn't call you?

She said she had

a work thing. She ran off.

Yeah. I told her I didn't

want you being alone today.

Dad. Dad!

I'm fine.

This is your mother's recipe.

You know,

if you weren't fine...

look, I know you don't want

to talk to your dad, but...

You know, I see

a lot of things at work,

and I know...

I know your mother...

...she would have been a lot

better at this than me, but...

...you can talk to me.

I know.

I know what I did

was awful.

I'll carry that guilt

for the rest of my life,

but you didn't know her.

She would have

ruined everything.

I only did all this

because I love you.

Helping you will be

the greatest thing I ever do,

and I can't change

the world...

...but I can help you

do it.

I've been writing.

I don't know if it's

world-changing stuff, but...

"I think of you

in a world so meaningless.

With your blue eyes

so brave.

I couldn't see you,

but you saw me.

A soul to be saved."

This is beautiful.

These past few days,

there's, um...

There's a lot I wasn't

ready to deal with.

I remembered why I...

...wrote to begin with.

It was my way of

processing how I felt.

All the anger,

and grief and pain.

I really didn't mean

for this all to happen.

I know,

but the truth is,

I wouldn't have stopped

if it wasn't for you.

People have tried.

I've tried.

But it took you to get me

back to myself. You.

But I don't know

what to do now.

She's dead and I--

We'll figure it out.

Like you said.

I didn't know her.

But I've known

plenty of people like her.

People like that,

they want to stop you.

You can't let them.

No. People like us,

you and me,

we're different, and we need

to stick together.

I love what

you're wearing.

This?

It's just something

I threw on.

You don't think

it's too slutty?

No, I think

you look beautiful.

This is crazy.

I know.

It's gonna be okay,

I promise.

You helped me,

so let me help you.

Okay?

Hm?

So, what do you want to do?

I've been thinking.

Hm?

I have an idea.

Okay.

No. Stop. Stop this.

Stop! Payton!

Stop, stop!

Payton! No!

I'm helping you.

I can help you.

Payton, I love you.

I love you.

No! This isn't love!

No!

Payton, no! Stop it!

You can't leave me here!

No!

Ave Maria

Come on, come on.

Ave Maria

Payton.

Payton, stop. No!

Ave Maria

Ave Maria

No. Come back!

Come back!

I would die...

For you

No.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I would die for you

I would die for you

I would die for you

I would die for you

Hey.

Hey, you get my message?

We got a call.

We gotta go.

Uh, yeah, yeah.

Just give me a second.

Uh...

I'll be home for dinner.

Just call me

if you need anything.

All right.

They wouldn't

tell me what's going on.

Let me talk to him.

Sir, it's

a closed crime scene.

I'm not asking

to go in there, am I?

Give us some room here.

Give us some room.

I'm asking for answers.

Why is it so hard?

No help at the station

the other day.

What do you guys do?

I saw you

at the station.

Can you tell me

what's going on?

No, I don't keep

drugs in the house.

Come on, man.

I was the one who called you.

I'm not in the wrong here.

He was already acting

crazy when he showed up.

I tried to help him.

I did everything I could.

I swear to God.

There was nothing I could do.

We got some blood

out here.

I'll go check it out.

It can't be.

What do we got?

What is it?

Hey, Jan.

What is it?

Ron.

Just tell me

what's going on.

Let's just go back inside.

Ron.

Come in.

Hey.

Just letting you

know I'm leaving.

'Kay.

Yeah?

Nothing.

I'll see you later.

Thousands have

gathered here today

to pay respect

to Payton Adler,

frontman of

the band Floorplan.

It was a year ago that

the singer died by overdose,

and fans continue

to speculate

if this was an accident

or suicide.

A female victim

was found in his car

along with the m*rder weapon

carrying his fingerprints.

The controversy is furthered

after lyrics were posted to

Adler's social media

before his death,

the contents of which

were recorded by his band

in what has now become

a Grammy-winning hit,

making Payton Adler

part of an elite few

posthumous winners.

We did it.

Everything I do,

every single move

Every single time I've ever

thought of you

You make one turn into two,

w*r into a truce

I'm so embarrassed,

but I gotta tell the truth

I got a crush on you,

do you crush on me too?

Thinkin' of you everywhere,

your house, my house

The car or in my room

I got a crush on you,

do you crush on me too?

Every single thing I make,

say, think or do towards you

You, you, you, you,

you, you, you, you

You, you, you, you

I got a crush on you,

Do you crush on me too?

You, you, you, you,

you, you, you, you

I thought I was in it

I thought I was in it,

but I changed my mind

Crush on you, do you crush

on me too?

I changed my mind,

I changed my mind...

Crush on you, do you crush

on me too?

Try to dig my grave

Ooh, it gets hard

It, it, it gets hard

It gets so f*cking hard

Wake up, repeat, ah

Wake and repeat, ah

Every day the same,

all white red, red

I got a crush on you,

do you crush on me too?

Thinkin' of you everywhere,

your house, my house

The car or in my room

I got a crush on you,

do you crush on me too?

Every single thing I make,

say, think or do towards you

I got a crush on you,

do you crush on me too?

Thinkin' of you everywhere,

your house, my house

The car or in my room

I got a crush on you,

do you crush on me too?

Every single thing I make,

say, think or do towards you

You, you, you, you

I got a crush, crush, crush,

crush, crush

Do you crush on me too?

I got a cru-- Ah!

You, you, you

I got a crush on you,

do you crush on me too?

Every single thing I make,

say, think or do towards you

Everything I do,

every single move

Every single time I've ever

thought of you

You make one turn into two,

w*r into a truce

I'm so embarrassed,

but I gotta tell the truth

I got a cr--

Crush on--

Crush on--

You, you