My feeling is that women...
...don't lie about this sort of thing.
You've always been weak, haven't you?
Defending yourself first. No matter who it hurts.
What are you doing?
Fraser! What's going on? What's...?
Fraser!
Have we missed anything? Is there anything that we have missed?
We have tried everything.
What is wrong with him?
That's it... You can stop...
He's gone...
CLIQUE
Season II, episode 4
I saw him last night...
Not now. Later.
He was outside Agnes' house... Rayna was there.
Take a seat in here, someone will be along shortly.
Mrs. Robertson?
You must be Louise.
This is Holly.
All you lovely girls... Where's Rayna?
Rayna's been his good pal...
How am I going to tell her what's happened...
I can tell her.
My little lad, he's just so sensitive, he just so sensitive...
Where were you last night?
I went to that hotel room that Ben got you.
Holly was there pulling something off your hard drive.
She was in the middle of recovering a video.
You watched it?
Do I want to?
That's my phone man, come on...
Smile babe...
Oh come on, it's nothing.
You told the police you didn't know her
and now you're trying to get rid of a video of you kissing her?
I told the police you were with me
the night that she got fucked up on the beach.
I straight up lied for you.
Are you losing time again?
Look, if you're having blacking outs, you need to tell me...
You sound like Mum! You know that's a bullshit thing to ask me.
Is it?
Don't do that to me, alright? Don't doubt me like that.
What's up...?
That boy Fraser. He killed himself.
Fucking loser...
What are you doing here?
I need to speak to Rayna. I know she's in here.
Look she needs a break from everything right now and...
Fraser's dead. No one gets a break.
What?
No...
No.
He's dead, Rayna. He took a massive overdose.
Rayna... Oh God...
Come upstairs and we will talk... Alright?
- This isn't your fault. - Rayna, listen to me...
- But now you need to tell the truth. - Come on.
- Agnes... - You need to go. Right now.
- You'll be safe with me. - She needs to come home, Agnes.
- Rayna, you come with me... - Rayna.
- Alright. It's ok, I got you now... - Rayna...
Let's go upstairs and have a lie down...
The landlord's gonna send the rest of our stuff round.
- Rayna's stuff too? - If we can get her out of Agnes' house.
Come on.
Agnes Reid has called for change after the death of a local student last night.
Forward Party leader Ms. Reid, is standing...
Don't...
Here she is.
Today we lost our brave friend Fraser Robertson,
another victim of the callous and violent assaults
against young people in our city.
Now you all know that this has hit very close to home for me.
But I want you to know that we are sticking together.
And we intend to help.
- She's using her. - I know.
No one is listening to young people apart from Forward.
It's too late for Fraser,
but it's not too late to make a change for everybody else.
I want to make a change for him.
The by-election is tomorrow.
Now you're getting it.
Why is she trying to capitalize on this? It's her son...
I know.
We need to start telling each other things.
I know you fucked him.
What else?
He says he used to have blackouts.
Times when he couldn't remember where he'd been.
What?!
He's lying about something,
but I don't think it's the attack on the beach.
If you're going to sleep with the enemy,
at least find out what the fuck happened to our friend.
She needs us Holly.
You didn't know Fraser Robertson personally then?
No. His girlfriend accused someone who works for me of assaulting her.
Yeah, Jack Yorke, right?
Son of Agnes Reid, "rising political star".
Unfortunately for Jack.
Her new political party Forward
are making a crusade against... "endemic sexual abuse", I hear.
Endemic? How noble of Agnes. Just in time for the election.
Fraser Robertson is dead
because an attention seeking girl made up a story.
And nobody thought to see if he was okay.
Yeah, so Fraser Robertson was the real victim.
Something Agnes Reid ignored.
Her heart only bleeds for whoever gives her the best political advantage.
Hello Hettie.
You know you're not supposed to be back in your bedroom during the day.
- Were you spying on me? - You're late for your session.
Well, we better get going then.
Lift doors opening.
Lift doors closing.
I feel like therapy's going really well.
This is messed up.
What are you doing?
Nothing. I just like spending time with you.
I think you better go.
Too late for that. You've been fucking a patient.
I need to borrow your medical database log-in.
Why, 'cos you're blackmailing me?
Uh... yes.
Come on. It's not a biggie.
Have you ever thought about therapy, Hettie?
You're a vile bitch.
I'm a psycho, Hettie. This is your mistake, not mine.
I just need five minutes.
IT IS AN OFFENCE TO CONTINUE WITHOUT PROPER AUTHORIZATION
AGNES REID
...assess the subject's fitness to function as the mother...
...subject displays possible depression and anxiety...
...an investigation of suspected Harm by Parent.
- You work here? - Yeah.
I didn't know how to... Is this Twitcher?
Something was on the news.. The boy... Ah shit...
What... What's wrong?
You work for him.
It's about a girl.
Something he needs to know...
- Forget it. - No, no, no, no. It's okay...
I'm not going to the police...
I don't do that...
Come with me then.
- Hey, what's up? - Nothing, erm, where's Jack?
I'm confused, do you like him today, or not?
Holly... Who's our friend?
Come on through.
You need to listen to this.
What the fuck...?
I saw his face on TV. Fraser...
I need to tell someone what I did.
Were you there that night... On the prom?
- I didn't think it was gonna... - But he did.
But I just, I just wanted the money.
There was a thread on a website... A guy offering money for help.
To do what?
It's okay you can talk to us.
Just, just to mess up some people.
His name was Will. Some guy... Will.
I told him I could handle myself...
He liked that. He wanted me to meet him...
Sort out this guy, that would be it...
See I thought it was just a payback thing...
Some kiddie who'd stolen his girlfriend
or his money or whatever.
Fraser!
But that's what fucked with my head.
She knew... The girl...
She knew what was going to happen. She wasn't scared.
Fraser!
Or, or anything. And she, she...
Rayna was in on it. She planned it.
Okay so, so this guy that you were messaging,
he was the one you met that night?
It was Will?
I don't know.
Do you, do you still have the messages? What's the site?
No, it's gone... That's not how it works.
He's dead, alright? Fraser is fucking dead!
- I'm sorry... - It's alright. You didn't understand...
Stop him!
- Jack... where'd he go? - You're bleeding.
I'm alright. Just leave me alone.
We'll find him, yeah.
You broke into the hotel room.
You wiped your hard drive.
We need to find a way to trust each other.
I want to.
Alright, let's go!
Holly thinks you staged the attack on the beach.
Rayna?
You paid some people to do it... To beat up Fraser to make it seem real.
- No. - Holly, that is insane.
Tell her...
Tell her!
- Fuck! - Who is Will, Rayna?
I didn't know it would go like this. I didn't know...
- You paid someone? - No! That was Will!
Who is Will?
Okay... I met him online.
He wanted to help me. He said we could make people listen.
- Who is he? - I don't know...
The men from that night, I thought one of them must be him...
But when, when Fraser ran...
He didn't say they were going to do that.
Will just told me we needed a witness. I didn't know it was going to go so far.
Fraser's dead, Rayna.
I know. Because of me! I don't need you to tell me that.
Stop. Now.
I just wanted people to understand. What men, what men do...
Do you understand why women don't come out about assault...?
About rape?
Because they don't think that anyone will believe them.
I know that. Don't say that to me like I don't know.
Agnes was right, people don't lie about this sort of thing.
Holly,But then, every few years, someone does.
Maybe, maybe they're all liars. Maybe that's just what women do...
It makes raped women decide not to take the risk.
Holly, let her go.
Rayna, just tell me who Will is? Just show me where you talked to him.
He won't reply anymore. And I deleted all the messages.
- I'm done with her. - Just wait, we need to...
I'm done.
Rayna, just tell me it again. Where is your laptop...?
You haven't even looked yet.
I can't chit chat on the phone whenever, remember?
Rachel, I haven't got time for your...
It's a present... Thought you'd be grateful.
What is it?
- Agnes' medical records. - What?
I knew that one was funky.
Hope he's worth all this trouble.
Why are you doing all of this?
Want me to stop?
No.
...administering of unnecessary medication.
Munchausen syndrome by proxy indicated but not proven.
It's a disorder.
They make other people ill on purpose, to get attention...
Keep control.
Do you remember a social worker coming to your house?
I thought the social worker was investigating me.
The blackouts. Being unstable...
I felt ill all the time.
Mum said she was trying to keep me safe...
Always watching me.
Did, did the blackouts start happening
before she put you on the medication or after?
I don't know, Holly...
You know that Rayna staged this attack with somebody, right?
She met them online.
She never saw what they looked like. They called themselves Will.
You think my mum did this?
I thought it was me.
Thank you...
...for finding this.
For trusting me.
If there's something else you haven't told me...
Anything... I need to know.
Is there anything else?
Jack... wait! You've lost it!
I get this is difficult for you,
but you need to start facing up to who our mum is.
No, you need to sort your head out!
You can't make shit up just because you hate her.
Are you coming inside to help me? Or are you too busy?
I didn't want to come here in the first place. I am only here for you.
Yeah. Keeping an eye on me for mum. She's using you to get to me, Calum.
Right! Everything's about you, yeah!
My mum framed me for sexual assault and my brother is defending her.
Yeah, I'd say it's about me, Calum.
Agnes Reid was at her local community centre this morning
casting her vote in support of her new party.
Mum's out voting.
She set me up.
She planned the attack with Rayna. It was her.
- You're sure? - Who else could it be?
I knew it. I fucking knew it...
Do you have proof, Jack? The online stuff?
There's medical records from when I was a kid.
They think she was making me ill, trying to keep control of me.
Time to take the bitch out, I'd say.
Got a big enough audience, it's perfect now.
- Wait, you can't just... - It's too late.
- She's basically already elected. - No, Barney is right.
The election is the best place to show everyone who she is.
It doesn't matter if she wins. We will destroy her.
It's not too late, Jack, it's exactly the right time.
Don't sweat it, Ben's gonna set up his own party.
Your mum's shit is dying out.
It's time for a fucking change.
It's time to stop hiding in the shadows because you own a fucking dick.
Barney, shut up. That's not what this is.
Isn't it?
Your mother has been using you as currency your entire life, Jack.
You need to decide if you're gonna stand for that.
What do I do?
We should have kept him away from Ben.
We can't control everything he does, Calum.
Holly. Are you looking for Rayna?
What do you care? You're using her.
You really don't understand any of this.
I understand that you're crazy. What else is there for me to understand?
Calum told me what you and Jack think I did...
I want you to stop with this bullshit election.
And I want you to go to the police and tell them what you've done.
She framed Jack, Calum.
I'm sorry to burst your little pseudo family bubble...
Now you shut up and listen to me, Holly.
You don't know him. He won't have told you about...
Told me about the blanks.
About waking up and not remembering where he's been.
Was that the drugs you had him on then?
It wasn't just forgetting where he'd been.
- It was forgetting what he's done. - Stop it.
No. She needs to know what he's capable of.
Jack needs you now, come on.
He lies Holly. I don't think he even knows he does it...
- He is not well. - Calum.
He hid it for a reason.
We love him, Holly... more than you do.
I'm good.
My name is Jack Yorke. I'm Agnes Reid's son...
Most of you think you know us both really well.
But a few things have been left out...
I wanna tell you about them now.
My mother has been abusing me for years... Drugging me.
Trying to control me by any means necessary.
She is not who you think she is. She is not who you're voting for.
You might want to think whether you want a woman like that
to be your representative.
I'm going home to my mum's. You won't have to deal with me anymore.
I just want to say bye to my friend. Please just let me...
Why Jack?
Why did you pick Jack?
Rayna. You can't just run away, Rayna!
Rayna!
'I found you!'
'What do you want?'
'Tell me why I shouldn't go to the police?'
'Will is typing'
'Queens Drive 1 A.M.'
'Error! User will78unN*L was deleted.'
Airport Announcement!
Wait, wait, wait!
Please stop. Please!
Fuck's sake!
How can he be dead?
You told me everything would be okay if I told the truth.
I wanted Jack to suffer. I wanted him to get fucked up.
I'm gonna stay.
- No, come on. We can share an Uber. - I'm fine, Holly...
Why didn't you tell me that you knew him?
Because it feels like my fault...
Will was the only person who made me feel like it wasn't.
We made a new one.
A new attack...
Where I could be in charge.
I wasn't in charge the first time.
- The first time...? - With Jack.
Sometimes lies and the truth...
...are the same thing.
- Smile babe... - Give it back.
I said no. Will you get the fuck off?
Don't cry. Your sad dick doesn't work, I get it.
It was only a pity hook-up anyway... Look at your desperate little face.
What do you want?
I'm sorry...
I'm so sorry, Rayna.
Okay, the moment has arrived... If I could have some quiet...
The count has been verified
and we intend to begin with results momentarily.
If I could ask all the candidates to make their way to the stage, please.
This is Agnes Reid, leave me a message and I'll call you back.
I know that you're Will. I will be on Queen's Drive tonight,
if you are not there at one I am going to the police.
Michael Harris, the Conservative Party,
one thousand, three hundred and seven votes.
Janice Axebridge, Scottish National Party...
- Barney! - Where you gay boys been...?
Not that we needed your help to be fair.
On the big screen and out to the news sites at the touch of a button.
With what?
My name is Jack Yorke.
I'm Agnes Reid's son. Most of you think...
Mate, I'm sorry your mum's nuts and all that,
but it's time he had some justice, don't you think?
- What you doing? - Leave it, Calum.
This isn't even for Jack.
Ben's orchestrating this whole thing. He just wants to cause...
Oh my God, Ben's like, so totally offending me, oh my God!
Calum... Calum... Stop!
What are you doing?
You have no idea, do you?
Every moment, of every day,
I'm scared of what you might do.
And I'm scared of what I might have to do to stop you.
And I hereby declare that Agnes Reid
is duly elected as MP for Edinburgh North West.
This is a victory for justice, for women, for young people,
for everyone who rejects hatred and intolerance...
Barney, what are you doing? Now... do it now.
I won't let you down. Thank you.
I know who you are.
Your mum was right, Jack... You're a monster.
And I'm coming for you.
Jack!
Just get in there, the mic's still on, you can still tell them... Jack!
Fucking nutters always suited you.
You're ready to go.
Why not just stop pretending?
- Lou? - Hey...
Did Rayna tell you?
Yeah.
Is it me?
Is it me that makes all this shit happen?
No. It's not you, Holl.
Why did I want him?
It must have felt real.
What's wrong with me?
Nothing, Holly.
Just... I'm always going to hurt people.
I'm sorry but that's just not true...
You're fucking average babe!
It won't always be like this...
Really soon we're going to sit and drink pink gin
and make cheese toasties in our new shitty kitchen.
I wanna, I wanna drink pink gin.
Yeah! We're not faking it anymore Hol.
Me and you. It's something good out of all this shit.
It's going to be okay.
I found Will's profile.
Agnes.
I said I'd meet her on Queen Drive...
Hear her out before we go to the police.
I don' want to go alone, Holl.
- Holly? - Yeah I'm here, where are you?
Fuck. Thank God, this is the creepiest place in the world.
Is she here?
No... I'm starting to think
I'm not very good at this weird shit you know.
Lou!
Lou! Fuck, fuck!
No!