♪
[narrator] Previously on Under the Bridge...
Yeah, it's me. I'm at the bus stop by the bridge.
- Tell Mom I'll be home soon. [screams] - [laughs]
- Let's go under the bridge. - [all cheering]
Now, why was your daughter hangin' around a foster home?
- Was there trouble in the family? - [phone ringing]
My niece is missing, and no one gives a damn about it!
I'm writing a book.
Why did you come here?
Because I had a friend who used to live here when I was a kid.
You live in New York?
Hey, maybe I can come stay with you.
[Cam Bentland] They call themselves "C.M.C."
Crip. Mafia. Cartel.
People are saying Reena might be floatin' around somewhere.
[Roy Bentland] If you wanna take this to the dive team,
you have my blessing, but it's your rep.
- Yeah. - [diver] Found something!
- [crinkling] - I-I think they're hers.
You better get me John Gotti's lawyer.
Cam's an old friend of mine. She told me I could speak to Josephine.
Can you keep a secret?
♪
[breeze blowing]
[♪ "Wow and Flutter" by Stereolab playing on clock radio]
♪ As far as I'd seen life was endless ♪
♪ When I realized I had to let go ♪
[sighs]
[bird squeaking]
Good morning, Smooch.
Hey, guess what day it is?
[indistinct chatter]
- It's my-- - [Suman Virk] Reena!
[chirp]
Your breakfast, my liege.
And for you, my lady.
- Enjoy. - [Suman] Reena.
You can't go out with your hair all messy.
- Mom, stop. - So, did you finish your homework?
Yeah.
[smooch]
[Manjit Virk] Here you go, my queen.
[birds chirping outside]
What's wrong?
I just kinda wanted something special.
Reena, [sighs] you remember what we learned at Kingdom Hall?
That "the day of one's death
is-is better than the day of one's birth."
Come, eat.
[♪ somber music playing]
[grunts]
[panting, gasping]
[♪ mysterious music playing]
♪
[shoe squeaking]
The stupid cops are always hassling me.
Let 'em come in here.
I'll tell 'em to fuck off and die.
Do you know why you're in here? What did they tell you?
Shh. Not now.
[buzzing]
If you think I'm gonna say shit, you're wrong.
Do I look like I have a tail?
[laughs]
What's so fucking funny?
You hear she asked for John Gotti's lawyer?
Well, did you get her a lawyer?
No, she doesn't need a lawyer. She needs a timeout.
Well, that's a huge violation of her civil liberties.
Doesn't matter anyway. She's free to go.
I thought she was here being questioned about a homicide.
And now, she's not. No homicide.
Just a bunch of kids fuckin' around under the bridge.
So, you just dragged these kids here
in the middle of the night for nothing?
- Guess so. - [chair scrapes]
Maybe you can still make your bedtime if you hurry home.
Keeping Saanich safe, eh?
[inhales]
Good to see ya too, Rebecca.
♪
She looks injured here.
Something happened under that bridge.
We shouldn't just be letting them go without asking anything.
Well, you're just lucky Dad's not makin' you clean up after yourself.
[Roy] What a gong show. Sorry you got mixed up in this.
Kell's alright, aren't you, Kell?
Alright, let's go home.
[Scott Bentland] Oh, he's pissed.
I guess it wasn't the Crips. Maybe it was the Bloods?
Oh yeah, forgot to mention, Rebecca Godfrey's here.
[♪ tense music playing]
[Josephine Bell] "It's a violation of her civil liberties." [laughs]
- Man, you lit that pig up. - [lighter clicking]
[Rebecca] It was just, like, a fancier way
of saying, "Fuck off and die."
They're all such pieces of shit.
They get off on the power, ya know?
Well, you seem to be pretty familiar with all the cops in there.
They get me for shoplifting mostly.
That's why I got my gophers now.
- Your "gophers"? - Yeah. My little minions.
[giggles] They jack stuff for me at the mall.
[giggles]
They got me this.
It's Baby Phat.
I feel like I look real Mafia in fur.
Okay, so...
now what do I do with you?
You going back to Seven Oaks?
They lock us out at midnight.
I'm just gonna crash at my friend Connor's.
Bye.
[Rebecca] Jo!
What was the secret you were gonna tell me?
[quiet police station chatter]
[slams door]
I'm a soft touch, aren't I?
- What? - This is you and your toys all over again.
Whatever you begged me for as a kid,
I'd run right out and get it 'cause I figured, ya know,
you had it rough before we got you, and you deserved it.
- [slams drawer] - Dad, what are we even talking about?
I let you get away with everything, Cam.
You wanna dredge the Gorge,
and there I am with another toy for you to play with.
I'm done spoiling you.
Shouldn't someone at least tell the Virks what's going on?
W-We're done with the fucking Virks!
Cam,
you made the department look like a bunch of Boy Scouts.
We can't rally the troops for every runaway in Victoria.
- It'd never end. - So, you think Reena just ran away then?
- I don't know. - What's she running from?
You tell me. You're the one that wants to get away from here as fast as you can.
[sighs] Dad, come on.
[Roy] I don't see why. This island is paradise.
It's safe... It's clean.
[aggressive zipping]
- Why would anyone wanna leave? - [opens door]
- [♪ soft music playing] - [diner chatter]
[tape recorder clicks]
She's 14, white, and blonde.
Delicate like a new doll, but she longs to be a gangster.
To her, it's the only way out of the abyss of Victoria.
[clicks off recorder]
- What's that for? - [Rebecca] Um...
this is for talking to myself.
It helps me write sometimes.
Are you talking shit about me?
Yeah.
- [click] - It's Jo Gotti, bitch! Fuck the police!
[click, thud]
I want mozzarella sticks.
Or a milkshake.
Great.
Get both.
I swear, all Seven Oaks gives us is, like, Spam and shit.
How did you end up at Seven Oaks?
My mom's boyfriend couldn't handle me.
She said it was either me or him, so I was like, great,
I'd love to live on my own anyway.
And what about your dad?
Let me know if you can find him.
[server] Hey, both. What are we thinkin'?
We are going to have two chocolate milkshakes--
Strawberry.
And an order of mozzarella sticks.
And a cheeseburger.
And key lime pie.
And I want, like, a bunch of Cool Whip on it.
And fries.
- Uh, you're, uh, Rebecca Godfrey, right? - Yeah.
I was in Gabe's class.
He, um...
he was a really nice guy.
Who's Gabe?
Your ex-boyfriend?
He was my brother.
He died when we were kids.
How did he die?
I don't really like talking about it, if that's okay.
So, what is the big secret?
Why were you arrested?
Have you ever been arrested before?
Yeah, definitely. I was a really bad kid.
Remember that girl, Reena, I told you about?
- Yeah, your friend who went missing. - She was not my friend.
She wanted to ruin my life.
She told everyone I was, like, an AIDS victim.
And she stole from me, so... I had to teach her a lesson.
What did you do?
I'll make you a deal.
I'll take you down there, show you what happened,
but I want you to take me to New York with you,
and I wanna be the star of your book.
[paper crinkling]
I should take you to your friend's place soon.
Let's eat.
[phone ringing]
- [ringing, answers] - [Suman] Hello?
[heavy breathing on phone]
Hello? Hello?
[hangs up, dial tone]
[sighs]
[brakes squeal]
[shifting into park]
[engine cuts]
[Rebecca] Shit.
[Cam sighs]
Hi.
- [house door shuts] - [Rebecca] Is this okay
or... do you still only drink vodka?
[pouring]
No, I'm-I'm good, thanks.
Not here for a sleepover.
[cork squeaks]
[Rebecca] So, you're a cop now?
That's kind of...
- terrible. - [snorts]
Yeah, I'll let my entire family know you said so.
[sighs]
So, what's goin' on here exactly?
- With what? - [Cam] You don't step foot in Victoria
in... 10 years,
and you just show up in the middle of my homicide investigation?
You trying to fuck with me or something?
I thought there wasn't a homicide.
[sighs]
- There isn't. - [Rebecca] But your brother said
that something happened under the bridge.
Did Josephine Bell do something?
Now, how do you know her, Rebecca?
'Cause I'm talking to her for a book I'm writing.
And she had nobody else to call at the station,
so she called me to come get her.
She tell you anything?
No.
So, you just drove home in silence then?
Yeah.
She said that the cops were hassling her.
For no reason.
Which is kind of what you're doing right now.
That was meant to be a joke.
Don't.
[Cam sighs]
I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was here.
I didn't know if you'd want me to.
Just stay away from Josephine Bell.
♪
[opens door]
[locker room chatter]
[locks clicking]
- [bully 1] Why are they all black? - [bully 2] Is that hair?
- [bullies laugh] - [bully 1] Ew!
[bully 2] I'd be so embarrassed.
- [laughter] - My dog has less hair.
[laughing, whispering]
[bully 1] Beast!
[laughter continues]
- [locker door slams] - [♪ quiet music playing on radio]
♪
[Josephine] What the fuck are you doing?
The fuck are you doing?
[Reena Virk] I'm just looking for a razor.
[Josephine sighs]
Don't know why they all have to be scented, but.
All of those suck.
[box rattles]
Isn't this a guy's razor?
Yeah, but they're way sharper than the girls' ones.
I'm Jo. I'm basically a legend around here.
- Oh, my God, there's my shit! - [♪ "Going Back to Cali" playing]
[singing along] ♪ When the la-la hit ya lyrics ♪
♪ Just splits ya head so hard, that your hat can't fit you ♪
♪ Either I'm with ya or against ya ♪
- [laughs] - [♪ song continues on radio]
Just take it.
[♪ rapping continues]
[Reena scoffs]
♪ Cali, strictly for the weather ♪
[laughs]
♪ Sticky green, no seeds, bitch, please ♪
♪ Poppa ain't soft ♪
♪ You drunk them licks up, I can spell my name one more time ♪
- ♪ Recognize a Don when you see one ♪ - [birds cawing]
Biggie was our hype man for that one. R.I.P.
You know they capped his ass yesterday, right?
The Notorious B.I.G.
Oh. That, that sucks.
Yeah. It was a turf war.
Blood versus Crips.
We're having a vigil for him at my friend's place tonight.
You can come if you want.
Yeah.
- [family chatter] - [♪ quiet music playing]
[Sajal Virk] Can I put the same, the same number?
- Oh. I did not know this. - [playing cards rustling]
[muttering]
- So, it's me? - [chattering]
- [laughter] - [muffled chatter]
[muffled thud]
[♪ tense music playing]
[doorbell rings]
[Cam] I'm taking a look into those phone calls
you've been receiving, Mrs. Virk, but in the meantime...
I thought you should know what we know.
And, um, I'm hoping that you can help me make sense of all this.
[kids chattering outside]
She, uh, walked away, huh?
Uh, she's okay?
[Raj Masihajjar] She's wearing her clothes here.
You found her underwear.
[sighs] This is, um, delicate. Um.
Do you think that...
[sighs]
if something upsetting happened to Reena...
maybe something she was ashamed of,
that she would feel comfortable coming home and telling you?
Suman?
[speaks Punjabi]
[Cam] Could you say that in English, please?
We were good to her, okay? We tried as hard as we could.
I'm not questioning that.
- [photo rustles] - This is her, isn't it?
Hm?
I think...
the devil is working inside Josephine Bell.
All those Seven Oak girls...
they come from broken homes.
None of them have fathers.
- They have nothing. - [♪ tense music playing]
Reena has everything.
They want to destroy that.
I've seen it myself. There is something...
rotten in that Josephine.
It's a terrible idea, right?
Well, [sighs] obviously, you can't take this girl to New York.
Yeah, I-- obviously. I-I know, but she needs someone to talk to,
and I should hear what she has to say.
Plus, it's great for my book.
- What? - [Charles Godfrey] You know, most people
would run as far away from this kinda thing as they could,
but you? You're runnin' right toward it.
[laughs]
Are you trying to tell me that you think I'm fucked in the head?
No.
I just think you have a special ability to find heart where no one else can.
That, and ya love to do whatever someone tells you not to do.
Speakin' of which,
- I saw Cam here last night. - Mm-hm.
I take it she's not endorsin' this.
Yeah, she basically just came here to tell me to fuck off.
[Charles] So, you two haven't made up yet?
No.
That's too bad. Always liked Cam.
Thought maybe time might've healed things for you both.
Yeah, I guess not.
[sighs]
Can I ask,
were, um, she and Gabe just friends?
Yeah.
I would've known if they weren't.
[Charles] Right, that's what I figured. Hm.
Don't you think that maybe gettin' involved in all this
is gonna make things worse for you and Cam?
Not if I find out where Reena is.
[♪ gentle classical music playing]
[cartoon character] The hour grows late.
Get home before the stroke of 12:00
- or all is lost. - [door opens]
[♪ classical music continues]
[Rebecca] Josephine.
I want you to take me under the bridge.
[♪ music builds]
[bubble pops]
[shaving cream hissing]
[capping can]
- [knocking] - Reena?
- [razor clatters] - Mom! Stop!
- [Suman] Is-Is that Dad's razor? - No. Ew.
[sighs] Well, where did you get it then?
At school. They-They gave it to us.
[Suman sighs]
Give it to me.
You don't have to lie to me, Reena.
Well, all the girls at my school shave. I'm the only one who doesn't.
There are lots of kids whose parents don't let them shave--
Well, I don't look like lots of kids.
I look like you.
[sighs]
You know what they called me at school today?
"The beast."
You know, uh,
I was...
I was teased at school too.
And they-they called me all kinds of names.
I know you want today to be special,
but this fixation on worldly things,
- it's paganism. - What's pagan about being born?
[♪ "The Chase" by Foxy Brown playing]
♪ Jumped out the ride, floss high, black tie ♪
♪ Cocoa to lye, three guys, slanted eyes ♪
♪ I shoulda tried, sweet thugs stay dove ♪
- [tires squeal] - ♪ Up in the Land, crash bar ill beam ♪
- [engine cuts] - [♪ radio stops]
[Rebecca] Where did you get this car again?
[Jo] Someone gave it to me.
[birds chirping]
- [wind blowing] - [rock clattering]
[goose honking]
[scaffolding rattling]
How dark does it get down here at night?
Pretty dark.
Did you guys see that satellite explode?
- [lighter clicks] - Right when we were walkin' down here.
The sky, like, lit up. Real eerie.
- And Reena was here, and who else? - [Josephine] Just us.
Kelly and our friends, Laila and Maya.
And a bunch of other people showed up.
[Rebecca] And did Reena know that
you knew that she...
was trying to "ruin your life" or whatever?
Yeah.
She could tell I was mad, but she still...
kept talking shit.
So, I--
What?
Tell her.
Jo put a cigarette out.
Right between Reena's eyes.
- [wind blowing] - [scaffolding creaking]
You sure you're okay?
I told you I wanna hear about it.
We had a plan.
You know, to teach Reena a lesson.
So, when I did that, everyone just jumped on her.
We were kicking at her, and she was just lying...
right there.
[♪ dark music playing]
We broke her teeth.
We kicked her in her stomach.
But she started screaming, so we knocked her out.
And you saw this happen?
[Josephine] Saw it?
Dusty gave a nasty right hook.
That's when people started freaking out, running off.
We all went up there, said our goodbyes and shit.
People went home.
And Reena, she was here?
Yeah... For a while.
I know 'cause I waited.
I let her think she would get away.
Then she came up after a long time.
Everyone else was gone.
She started walking towards the bridge.
I think she was trying to catch the bus.
Hm. So, I followed her.
What?
[♪ dark music continues]
And I waited until she was right by the railing...
and then...
pushed her.
Why do you think everyone's saying she's in the Gorge?
Because of me.
- Where the fuck are you going? - [Dusty Pace] I gotta pee.
Well, hold it. We're going to Connor's.
[Dusty] I'll catch you guys later!
[ragged breathing]
[whispering] What the fuck? What the fuck?
[panting]
[hoarse whisper] What the fuck?! Fuck!
[splashing]
- [gasping] - [heron squawking]
[♪ mysterious music playing]
[squawking]
[guide] The Pacific Willow is native to British Columbia.
Its supple branches are able to bend
to accommodate strong winds and withstand adverse weather,
and it has an excellent ability
to colonize disturbed sites,
making it one of the most resilient trees in B.C.
[all gasp]
Did you see that? That was a Great Blue Heron!
[excited chatter]
[all panting]
- [chatter stops] - [heron squawking]
- [clicking] - [♪ soft music playing]
- [door opens] - [gasps]
- [door creaks] - [sighs] Okay, shh.
Oh. Are you sneaking out? 'Cause I'm sneaking in.
- Is that for me? - Oh. Well, uh...
yeah, I know Jehovah might not believe in presents,
but the lady at the store said they were very cool.
[gasps]
So, uh, where ya headed?
A party.
Yeah, I, um, I made a new friend, and she invited me.
[Raj] Hey.
- Just don't stay out too late, okay? - [Reena] Okay.
- [door shuts] - [sighs]
[phone ringing]
- Hello? - [phone static]
Hello? Hello, wait. Wait, wait, d-don't hang up.
[over phone] Uh, if you're not gonna say anything,
then please, please, just listen.
Okay, you may be the only one who knows what happened to Reena,
- and I know you're fighting it, but- - - [door opens]
- [door creaking] - [♪ tense music playing]
- [whirring] - [heavy breathing]
[Cam] So...
someone's been callin' the Virks.
Quite a bit, actually.
Pulled the phone records, and...
turns out, calls are coming from here.
You know anything about that?
[sniffles]
Sounds like something a person with a guilty conscience might do.
Where's Reena, Dusty?
All I need from you is a name.
If you don't know where Reena is, tell me who does.
It's that simple.
[scoffs, sniffles]
I-I don't know anything.
That's a lie. [sighs]
You know we have footage of you going under the bridge
with Reena on Friday, right?
What time did ya get back here that night?
Uh...
[clears throat] uh, uh...
[stammering] around 11:45.
[Cam] What about Josephine?
She... got back a little bit after me.
They didn't lock you out?
Curfew's midnight.
It was 11:00 when I was here. [laughs]
You lived here?
Yeah, for a bit. [sighs] When I was a kid.
Let's focus on Friday, okay, though, Dusty?
What happened under the bridge?
You were there.
So, was Josephine.
All your friends.
You were the last people that we know were with Reena.
Was there some kind of fight?
But-- [sighs] But she...
she walked away.
She was fine.
- I thought she was fine. - [dispatcher] [on radio] 10-18, 10-18.
[♪ soft music playing]
Don't go anywhere.
[ragged breathing]
[nervous shivering]
[picks up phone, dialing]
- [dial tone] - [sighs]
- [♪ music builds] - [dial tone, phone picks up]
- [nervous breathing] - Hey, it's Bentland. Got a 10-62 here.
What was that 10-18?
[breathing harder]
- Description? - Oh fuck, fuck.
♪
[inhales]
Yeah. Got it.
- [hangs up] - [sighs]
[nervous breathing]
She's not fucking fine, Dusty.
[shuddering]
Reena's dead.
They just found her body.
[gasping]
N-- [scared laugh] No.
No. [scared laugh]
[gasps]
[hyperventilating]
You're gonna have to do better than that.
[wheezes]
I'm not fakin'. She was my fuckin' friend.
Then help me.
- [crying] - Tell me who's calling the Virks.
- It's either you or Josephine. - [gasping]
I was just callin' to see if she'd pick up.
Reena? Oh, I think you knew she wasn't gonna pick up.
[silent crying]
[gasps] I-I swear, I-I-I didn't.
[gasps] Not until today.
What happened today?
Dusty, give me a name.
[♪ tense music building]
[♪ "I Wanna Get High" by Cypress Hill playing]
[brakes squeal]
[party chatter]
[shifts into park]
- I thought you were taking me home. - [♪ muffled song blasting from party]
- Surprise. - [car alarm blaring]
You like to party, don't you?
[muffled party chatter]
- [car alarm stops] - I'm just feeling tired.
You're not about to rat on me...
are you?
That's what I thought.
Come party.
- [party chatter] - [♪ indistinct rapping]
- [slams door] - [dog barking]
[distant siren]
[indistinct chatter]
- [♪ song continues] - [party chatter]
Excuse me.
[partygoer] Hey!
♪
♪ So high ♪
♪ I want to get high ♪
♪ So high ♪
- ♪ I want to get high ♪ - [gasps]
♪ So high ♪
♪ I want to get high ♪
♪ So high ♪
[chatter continues]
[rattling]
[Josephine] Dearest Biggie, God of Rap,
to you, we say...
- [all] Big up! - [giggles]
Big up to you and Brooklyn.
Tell us, O Biggest One, who killed you?
Jo, some bitch is lookin' at you.
That's the girl from the market.
She goes to Colquitz.
[Kelly Ellard] Ew, I thought you said she was cool.
[Josephine] I said she was cool enough.
She can't be in the gang.
Kelly, we can't have a gang without gang members.
- We have Dusty! - [Josephine] Dusty's not enough.
Sorry, but it's true.
[♪ indistinct rapping]
Look, she's a wannabe. She's gonna do whatever we tell her.
Now, shut the fuck up. Everyone.
Hey, guys.
We're speaking beyond the grave.
Tell us. Was it the Bloods?
Oh, are you guys talking to "B.I.G."?
It's Biggie.
Kelly, stop being a bitch.
Is there anything you wanna say to him?
Um...
sorry you died.
[laughs]
Anything else?
Today's my birthday.
Happy birthday.
Thanks.
♪
[siren wailing]
- [♪ tense music playing] - [siren stops]
[police radio chatter]
[helicopter flying overhead]
[cuts engine]
- [car door shuts] - [indistinct chatter]
[muffled helicopter whirring]
- Hey. - Hey, hey.
[Roy sighs]
Oh, I'm so sorry.
[Cam sighs]
- It's so strange. It's just-- - [helicopter continues]
It just doesn't make sense.
We watched her walk away.
[quiet chatter]
Oh, Jesus.
We gotta get to the family before this gets on TV.
- What? - I saw the Virks.
I told them about the video footage. I said it looked like she was okay.
- Jesus, Cam. - I know. I know.
- Thought I was doin' the right thing, Dad. - It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
It's alright.
Thought you knew better than your dad.
Do you wanna,
do you wanna take it to them or--
- Okay. It's okay. I'll do it. I-I'll go. - [sighs]
[cloth rustling]
This was Josephine Bell.
[Roy] How do you know that?
Confession from the roommate.
- You're sure? - Sounds like she was braggin' about it.
[sniffles]
- Where is she right now? - On her way home
if she's tryin' to make curfew.
- Go pick her up. - Yeah.
[Roy] This'll make you look good to Vancouver.
Bit of an odd reward, eh?
[♪ "Claustrophobic Sting" by The Prodigy playing]
[party chatter]
[giggling]
[Kelly] What the fuck took you so long?
- [Josephine] I love you too, bitch. - [giggles]
Oh, this is Kelly. She's my best friend.
Hi.
[Josephine] Rebecca's writing a book about me,
so she needs to, like, study me.
Really? A whole book?
- Just about you? - Yeah.
And then, we're gonna go to New York.
[bottles rattling]
You're seriously goin' to New York?
- [bottles rattling] - [Josephine] Mm-hm.
So I can hang out with her,
and then I get to meet Gotti.
[Kelly] Hm.
- [♪ music blasting] - [party chatter]
- [slams door] - [♪ muffled song continues]
- [heavy breathing] - [♪ mysterious music playing underneath]
♪
[operator] [on phone] Operator.
Saanich Police Department, please.
[dial tone, click]
[Gardner] [on phone] Saanich Police Department.
I need to speak to Cam Bentland.
[Gardner] I'm sorry, she's not available. Can I take a message?
[sighs]
[slams phone]
- [♪ mysterious music playing] - [heavy breathing]
- Oh shit, sorry. I-I was-- - Oh, sorry.
- I was just gonna grab my coat. - [♪ song continues]
Jesus Christ.
Are you okay or...
- [Rebecca] No. - Do you want my drink? Helps me, so.
- Sure. - Here.
- [Rebecca] Thanks. - Yeah, of course.
I think I saw you at the, uh, police station, right?
Yeah.
Warren?
Come on, my stomach hurts.
[Warren Glowatski] Alright.
Come on.
[ice rattling]
[clicking]
[♪ tense music playing]
- [papers rustle] - [starts engine]
[tires squeal]
[waves lapping]
[breeze blowing]
[brakes squeal]
[scaffolding rattling]
[shifts into drive]
[siren wailing]
[Manjit] Eh, Smooch?
[speaking Punjabi]
- [laughs] - [Suman] Manjit?
The letter came from the Crown.
- I, uh... - [Smooch chirps]
couldn't bring myself to open it.
Come on, Smooch.
[opens envelope]
[heavy breathing] "Expunged."
[♪ gentle music playing]
It's over.
- [heavy breathing] - [distant car approaching]
[engine cuts]
[knocking at door]
[door opens]
[♪ emotional music building]
[siren wailing]
- [siren wailing] - [tires screech]
[tires screech]
Fuck!
[tires screech]
[♪ "Born Slippy (Nuxx)" by Underworld playing]
- [party chatter] - [♪ indistinct singing]
[Smalls] Yo! They found that girl!
[partygoer 1] Hey, turn it up.
[partygoer 2] Hey, yo, where's the remote?
- Who's got the remote? - [partygoer 3] Turn it up!
[reporter] [on TV] The body of the teenage girl was discovered by a group of birders
in Portage Inlet late this evening.
The Saanich dive team was seen searching the Gorge waterway Wednesday afternoon.
Teenagers were reportedly brought in for questioning last night,
- but no charges were filed... - What the fuck?
[reporter] ...saying they are waiting for a positive
- identification from her family. - She's dead?
[reporter] Officers from Esquimalt and View Royal
were also on site to assist.
♪
[♪ song continues]
[♪ song fades out]
[♪ dramatic music playing]
[child] Best day ever!