Episode 4: Dark Room - Script

Script

This article is a script for Episode 4: Dark Room.

Alternative Beach[]

Max walks next to Chloe as they stroll down the path next to the beach.

Chloe: It's weird hanging out with you again.

Max: I know... I'm glad we are, though.

Chloe: It was nice that you sent me actual letters. That's more than any of my other friends have done... And you even wrote on that cool parchment paper. That's so Max.

Max: So pretentious. But I love writing on it, like an English poet. You deserve the best stationery.

Chloe: Probably easier to write than to visit me. I don't mean that in a bitchy way. Not totally. You probably wanted to avoid awkward conversations like this.

Max: Uh...pretty much, yeah.

Chloe: Look, the worst thing you can do is treat me like a baby. I still want to laugh and talk shit with my best friend. Can we stop? This is seriously the best view of the sunset. What do photographers call that?

Max: "The golden hour."

Chloe: See? Without you here, I'd have no clue. Bet you could take some amazing shots... Those beached whales are so sad. I kind of know how they feel... At least I'm alive here with you.

Max: You're a real survivor, Chloe. I know you have to deal with so much.

Chloe: I don't want anybody else feeling sorry for me. I can do that...along with my parents. My dad still feels guilty about buying me that car.

Max: Are you okay to talk about the accident? Chloe: We never actually have, huh? There's not much to say. Some prick in an SUV cut me off and I flew into a ditch.

Max: You don't really blame William...do you? Chloe: For getting me the hybrid I wanted for my sweet sixteen? No, I blame the asshole who cut me off and sent me into a ditch.

Max: Do you...remember everything?

Chloe: I saw everything in bullet time. I felt my back snap and... And that was the last thing I ever felt in my body. When I woke up in the hospital, I literally couldn't move a muscle.

Max: Jesus! I...I don't know what to say.

Chloe: Don't say anything. I'm just happy I did get to see you again. I could have ended up vanishing out of the blue like that girl from Blackwell.

Max: You mean Rachel Amber? When was the last time you talked to her? Chloe: Uh, never. I just read about her in the news. I didn't even know her name. You did?

Max: What missing girl? Chloe: I don't know her name, just read about it in the news. I feel bad for her family.

Max: This is such a different world than when we were kids, isn't it...

Chloe: After that snow and eclipse, it's more like the end of the world.

Max: Do you think so? I haven't kept up with the details. Chloe: I have more time on my hands than you... Plus I'm a science nerd. But none of this makes sense.

Max: It might be, but...I'd like to think we can still change things for the better. Chloe: I'd like to think that too...but I don't have much hope these days.

Max: Don't say that. Chloe: Not trying to bum you out. It just seems like Arcadia Bay is having a meltdown.

Max: I know things seem out of control, but...as long as we're together, I don't feel afraid.

Chloe: Hanging out with you makes me feel like a total kid again. You don't even know...

Max: Listen, Chloe...I'm sorry I haven't been out to see you more. That was wrong. You're my best friend.

Chloe: Max, thanks for coming out to see me. You're...you're doing awesome.

Max: I don't think so.

Chloe: Um. My...my nose is getting cold. Maybe we should get back to my place.

Max: It is hella cold out here.

Chloe: "Hella"? I hate that word, no offense.

Max: None taken.

Max and Chloe turn around and head back towards Chloe's house.

Alternative Chloe's House[]

Alternative Chloe's Room[]

Max: This is a pretty high-tech lair.

Chloe: Feels like a high-tech cell. But I am lucky my parents bust their ass to take care of me. I know it's hard for them...

Max: They're grateful you are here with them.

Chloe: Right. Especially when they can't even take a walk alone. Sometimes I act like a total teenage brat just to give them an excuse to yell at me. Pathetic, I know.

Max: Chloe, you're a great daughter. You're kind and sensitive, when you don't even have to be.

Chloe: Trust me, I still get my rage on. Especially when a nurse has to watch while I take a dump, so she can wipe my bum. Or when doctors flip me around like I was a science doll...

Max: I can't even imagine... But you're still amazing. You always have been since we were kids.

Chloe: Thanks again for coming, Max. I, uh...need to get my drink on. Can you bring me some water?

Max gets up from her chair.

Max gives Chloe a cup of water on the nightstand.

Max: Drink up, buttercup.

Chloe: Oh man, no wonder my throat is dry. I don't think I've talked this much the whole year.

Max: Have you ever thought about doing a podcast or something?

Chloe: I wish I could punch your face right now. A podcast? Dude, I am a pod in a cast. Boring.

Max: Ouch. It was just a thought...

Chloe: I know you're just trying to help.

Max: Yeah, that's become a bad habit of mine...

Chloe: You sound like an adult now. It seems like we were kids in another life.

Max: You're right... I wish I could take us all the way back there again.
Chloe: Wish I could build us a...DeLorean.
Max: Well, um, with your scientific mind, you might do that. But time travel can screw things up, too...

Chloe: Plus, you'd have to be my live-in assistant to help me build a machine.

Max: What do you remember about us as kids? We all have different memories...
Chloe: I think about us as little pirates, running and jumping through Arcadia Bay.
Max: Me too. But, we're still pirates in our own way.

Chloe: Uh, yeah, right. Check me out, "Chloe of the Caribbean." No way will I get on a fucking boat now. Unless you're with me.

Max: To me, it seems like yesterday we were little brats here, watching "Power Rangers" and destroying the kitchen.
Chloe: Oh my God, we covered everything in flour, even my parents.
Max: That was so hilarious!

Chloe: But a long time ago. You're the only person I grew up with who visits me...

Chloe: As you can see, I can't keep all my other friends away.

Max: Which friends did you hang out with the most? Chloe: Megan Weaver, but you don't know her. She was cool. But after my accident she was too cool for school.

Max: You have me. I'm not leaving you, Chloe. Chloe: Well, you didn't visit me a lot either. I mean, I loved your cards and photos, but...

Max: I know I wasn't around much. No excuses, I'm a loser. But, I am trying to make things right.

Chloe: How? Dude, you're not Super Max. And I'm not trying to guilt-trip you. That's what my parents are for...

Max: Are they okay? I mean, are they still happy together and everything? Chloe: So now you're Dr. Bill? I guess they're good, considering they have to deal with me. They laugh and hold hands...and I hope they still get busy too...

Max: I know this is a dumb question, but...are you lonely here? Chloe: Yes, dumb question. I don't mind being alone. I can't exactly go party like a rock star, though...or get in any teen trouble with the folks.

Max: They love you so much. Chloe: I know. My mom and dad are so cute. They always pop in here and make sure everything's okay with me.

Max: I think Joyce and William are incredible.

Chloe: Max, the accident has been so hard on them. Our insurance sucks and the medical bills are fucking insane.

Max: I bet. This tech must be crazy expensive. Chloe: Along with the drugs, the nurses, the supplies... Mom and Dad are always broke and they get so frustrated... Is it worth it?

Max: Can they pay all the bills? Chloe: No way. They keep the numbers away from me, but it doesn't take much research to find out I'm costing my parents almost a million dollars a year.

Max: Chloe, you're priceless. Uh, no pun intended.

Chloe: You are such a geek. That's why I love you. Of course, I know a geek when I be one. See, I'm practically a human entertainment system. It would be sweet to chill out together and watch a movie, like when you'd spend the night at my house...

Max: What do you want to watch?

Chloe: Uh, I think I'm in, like, a mellow "Blade Runner" mood. I always cry at the end. Plus you know I always wanted to have cool colored bangs like Pris.

Max: I know. You would look incredible with blue hair. Now let's get this show on the road. And you better not fall asleep on me, like you always do when we watch movies.

Chloe: I remember, Max. Swear I won't fall asleep. Not when you're here. Not yet.

Optional Conversation with Chloe

Max uses the tissue box to clean Chloe's face.

Chloe: Thanks. I think you missed a grain stuck in my eyeball.

Max: Hard to believe how just a little sand can cause such a big mess.

Chloe: It's like that Chinese proverb, "A spark can start a fire that burns the entire prairie." You know, like that butterfly thing...

Max: So I've heard...

Max searches the left drawer beneath the TV to get the DVD.

Max (thinking): Aha, here's the DVD.

Max places the DVD in the player and sits next to Chloe. They start watching Blade Runner; Max is next shown waking up in the morning.

Max: I cannot believe you fell asleep so fast. How dare you.

Chloe: I know you were beat down after the day with me. And Blade Runner is a pretty dreamy movie to watch at night. Uh, do you think Deckard is a replicant? Sorry, I can see you're not wide awake like me.

Max: No, I'm sorry I crashed so hard. Were you...okay?

Chloe: I do have a mother and father when you're not falling asleep on me.

Max: You are a bitch in the morning.

Chloe: It's the company I keep... Yesterday was such a blast.

Max: It was great, seeing you.

Chloe: I know things were different when we were just dorky kids, but being with you made me feel like we were little pirates, jumping and running through the forests again. It meant a lot to me just to chill out with you and bullshit. Ahh... Fuck. Um, I'm getting my regular head pains... Uh, can you pretty please go upstairs and get my--my morphine injector in the bathroom?

Max: Morphine injector?

Chloe: It's--ahh. It's total Star Trek shit. You can't even see the needle. Seriously, I need it. Um, my parents keep the swag upstairs because they think I can't get to it...but you can, Max. Like a pirate, right?

Max: I'm on it, Chloe.

Second Optional Conversation with Chloe

Chloe: So, are you sure it isn't too weird for you to be hanging out with me like this?

Max: Kind of, but only because I haven't seen you in so long... I was selfish. Chloe: No, you were busy kicking ass. I don't blame anyone for bailing on me. People suck. Just joking.

Max: No way. I don't want you to feel weird. Chloe: My life is just so different than yours. I mean, we can't just bounce out of here and... I'll be doped up half the day in pain. So that's cool.

Chloe: But I do feel grateful I can see the ocean, that I have parents who love me, and that my best friend is here with me today.

Max: Exactly. So, what else do you need?

Chloe: Well, hot monkey sex would be nice. Oh, look, I made Maxine blush! So, are you dating anyone at Blackwell?

Max: I'm too busy with school and photography. Chloe: Oh, please. You can't be an artist unless you experience life... That includes boys, girls, whatever.

Max: Not really, no. There are some cute boys there, but you know me... I'm too damn shy. Chloe: Which is stupid because you are so damn cool. Some bro has to be crushing on you.

Max: I was supposed to go out with this guy named Warren, but I don't think he's into me anymore...

Max: This guy Warren asked me out, but I turned him down. Now he's with somebody else...

Chloe: His loss. You need to move on, girl. Plenty of fish in the 'Bay... Shit, I sound like my dad.

Max: That's okay if you sound like William. He really cares about you. Chloe: Rub it in. I can't ever get mad at the fool. He does so much for me... I haven't done jack for him.

Max: How is William? Do you... like having him around? Chloe: Of course, he's my hero. I swear he would do anything for me or Mom. Wish I could do something for him...

Max: You have. You're here with your family.

Chloe: More like they're here for me. But then, so are you... so it's all good.

Downstairs[]

Optional Conversation with William

Max: Hey, William. Am I bothering you?

William: Why, yes, Max, I love going through bills. Kidding. How can you bother me? I haven't seen you in forever.

Max: I know. You look exactly the same. It's so cool.

William: Good, or I'd be ascared if I didn't look like me... Of course, you seem more adult now. So what's on your mind?

Max: I don't know how to say this, but I am truly sorry about what happened to Chloe. William: Me too. All it takes is a few minutes to change a girl's whole life. But she's alive. And she's been a trooper.

Max: Is she mad at me for not staying in touch? She should be, I have no excuse. William: She was disappointed, but she knows you care. And I know how hard it is to process all this. It's taken us years.

Max: She is so amazing. I'm so glad you're here to help her...and be her father. William: I'm so glad Joyce is here to help us both. Max, I just hate to think of what would happen to Chloe if I wasn't here...

Max: William, I just want you to know that whatever happens, I'll always be here for Chloe. Always. William: I know you will, Max.

Max: I was impressed by Chloe's room and all the high-tech equipment.
William: You should be. We could buy a few mansions for what it all costs. The insurance helps, but...I don't know, Max.
Max: I know it must be hard on you guys, financially.

William: These bills are more like crushing. We have to mortgage our home and that's pretty scary...but we'll get through it. The Price is always right. Get it? No?

Max: Being around you and Joyce again is so nostalgic. William: Very old school, as they say. I think it's great for Chloe to see you. It makes Joyce happy, too. So it's not all bad news in Arcadia Bay. Or is it?

Max: I was reading about that missing girl...Rachel Amber? William: Oh yes, she went to Blackwell, right? Poor thing. That's a real nightmare for a family... I get scared thinking about Chloe and that we might...lose her someday.

Max: What do you think is going on with all of this crazy weather and animals dying? William: Nobody knows, right? It's Nostradamus type shit, pardon my French. But all I actually care about now is Chloe and Joyce. My family.

Max: The Prescott family might be bad news. What do you think about them?
William: Evil. Next question?
Max: Sounds like you know them well.

William: More than I want to. But Joyce has to work for those greedy bastards at Pan Estates. I don't even like to think about it.

Max: So you finally made it to Paris?
William: "Oui," as they say. Not me, because I can't speak French. But it was a great experience, especially for Chloe.
Max: I can see her loving it there. You guys rock for going on a family adventure like that.

William: She talked about going to school there...but that's not practical anymore. It's not fair, Max...

Max: I have to go see if Chloe needs anything. It was so great talking with you again. William: You act like it's the last time. And please, keep me from this bills whenever you want.

Upstairs[]

Optional Conversation with Joyce

Joyce: Good morning, Max. You and Chloe are so much quieter now than when you were kids.

Max: I remember. It's nice waking up in your house again.

Joyce: Oh, William and I love it. Finally seeing you and Chloe together after all these years...after the accident...

Max: I have to tell you how much I love seeing you and William together again. Joyce: He's been such a hero through all this. Chloe and I are lucky to have him.

Max: Is William still the same...after everything that's happened? Joyce: For better and for worse...but always for the better. I never thought I'd love a man so much I can't imagine life without him. Sounds corny, I know.

Max: Chloe and William still seem like they get along so good. Joyce: Yeah, those two are closer now more than ever. Chloe will actually listen to William, while she usually ignores me. Oh, it's so cute when they gang up on poor ol' me...

Max: You rule, Joyce. Joyce: Shit, things would be different if I did... I like how you think, kid.

Max: How are you doing, Joyce? Joyce: I'm doing the best I can, Max. I won't lie, it's difficult...but nobody said life was easy here in Arcadia Bay.

Max: Do you know somebody named David Madsen? He, um...might hang out at the Two Whales.
Joyce: Well, that was random. Yeah, he's a bus driver. He comes in sometimes. Cute, quiet. Why?
Max: Oh, um...I was just...curious.

Joyce: You always were. Nice to see that everything doesn't change.

Max: Plus you guys have to work, too.
Joyce: Bill and I have no time for ourselves, and we're working more than we're living. I even had to take a part-time gig at Pan Estates. Ugh.
Max: Do you know the Prescotts?

Joyce: I know that Sean Prescott won't be happy until he owns everything in Arcadia Bay. Stay away from his son, Nathan.

Max: So, what do you think is going on here with all this eco-havoc?
Joyce: Maybe Arcadia Bay just wants to be left alone... I know the feeling. Honestly, I don't give a shit about too much outside our house.
Max: I don't blame you, Joyce.

Joyce: Except now we have dead birds and beached whales outside our front door... So maybe I should care, for Chloe's sake.

Max: I wish I was a better friend. I know Chloe doesn't get many visitors. Joyce: Oh, Max, you're Chloe's best friend for a reason. You're here exactly when she needs you.

Max: I hope so. You guys do such an amazing job taking care of her. Joyce: We can only do so much...and she gets damn sick of her parents. That's why it's so important you came to spend time with her.

Max: Who helps Chloe out when you guys are at work? Joyce: We have a series of revolving nurses and caretakers... Chloe still causes trouble, even if she can't move...

Joyce: Max, Chloe's condition is not improving. Her respiratory system is very weak and she...she...do you know what I'm saying?
Max: Oh, Joyce, I'm so sorry you have to go through all this.

Joyce: Bad or good, I embrace every moment with my daughter and husband. This is what it means to be a family...and we'll always be one, no matter what.

Max: I better get back to Chloe now. It's good talking with you, Joyce. Joyce: You too, honey.

Max enters the bathroom and takes the morphine injector from the left side of the cupboard above the toilet.

Max (thinking): Here it is. Never thought I'd be delivering morphine to my best friend.

Downstairs[]

Max returns to Chloe and gives her the morphine.

Chloe: Finally. Give me the blue pill...

Max: I'm sorry. I'm nosy, but not precise.

Chloe: Go ahead and plug it right in. It's so easy. And painless.

Max: Um, okay, but get ready to yell for your folks if I screw up. (Max injects the morphine into Chloe's IV)

Chloe: Oh, trust me, I will. Of course, my pain just keeps getting worse...but you caught me on a good day. Max, I'm so grateful that I'm even able to hang out with you. See, I'm getting mushy. I'm already high.

Max: You are so adorable. Do you want anything else?

Chloe: Um, stop me if I'm being too emo, but can you grab one of the photo albums over there? I'd like to check out some old pictures of us when we were kids.

Max: Please. My diary is like emo ground zero. Plus Max Caulfield does not pass up a photo op with Chloe Price. Ever.

Max takes the photo album on the chest of drawers near the window, then returns to Chloe and places the album on Chloe's lap.

Max: Is that okay?

Chloe: Perfect. Oh my god, look how little we are there! We look like toys!

Max: I remember that day by the lighthouse.

Chloe: My dad was pissed at us. He actually tried to give us a time-out!

Max: And you laughed at him. My dad would have banished me.

Max turns the page.

Chloe: Whoa, awesome picture. We look so badass in our pirate gear.

Max: We should have taken over Arcadia Bay when we had the chance.

Chloe: There's still time for you...

Max turns the page.

Chloe: Oh man, there we are making pancakes. I love that shot of us. It's hard to believe my dad took that picture only five years ago.

Max: Literally seems like yesterday...

Chloe: I wish it was.

Max: Me too...

Max (thinking): This photo... Maybe I could...

Chloe: Listen, Max, my respiratory system is failing and...and it's only getting worse. I've heard the doctors talking about it when they thought I was zonked out. So I know I'm just putting off the inevitable, while my parents suffer along...and I will, too. This isn't how I want things to end.

Max: What? What are you saying?

Chloe: I'm saying that being with you again has been so special. I just wanted to feel like when we were kids running around Arcadia Bay...and everything was possible. And you made me feel that way today. I want this time with you to be my last memory... Do you understand?

Max: Yes, I do.

Chloe: All you have to do is crank up the IV to eleven...

Max: Chloe...
Chloe: I'll just drift asleep...dreaming of us here together...forever.
Max gets up, turns up the IV, then sits down again.
Chloe: Thank you so much. I'm so proud of you for following your dreams. Don't forget about me.
Max: Never.
Chloe: I love you, Max. See you around.
Max: Sooner than you think.

Chloe's eyes close and her muscles relax.

Max: Chloe...I can't. It wrecks me to see you in any pain, but I don't have any right to do this.
Chloe: I'm an adult. I'm giving you the right.
Max: But Joyce...and William...
Chloe: I already said my goodbyes to them, but they won't honor my wishes. You will...right?
Max: I can't...kill you with an overdose.
Chloe: Max, I'm dying from my illness, not my dosage. This accelerates the process. I'd rather go out on a wave than a rock. And I want my best friend to help me out...
Max: I'm going to help you, but not like that. You have to believe me, Chloe.
Chloe: Why, Max? You're just bailing on me like everybody else! (turns her face away from Max) Why don't you go now? You've been wanting to since you got here, right? So go and don't come back.

Max: Chloe, I am never leaving you again.

Max: Chloe...I really don't know if I can do this. I had another friend who wanted to...end it all and I did everything I could to try and save her life. How can I be responsible for ending yours? I mean, there's got to be another way.
Chloe: Max, you were there for your friend no matter what. Now I'm asking you to help me the same way.
Max: I want to help you, Chloe, but I think my help is hurting.
Chloe: At least you have a choice. When you want to make a decision, you can just do it. Look at me, I'm at the mercy of...everybody. For once, I want to make my own choice...the most important one of my life. Please...help me, Max.

Max is forced to choose to ACCEPT or REFUSE

Max focuses on the photo.

Max: I'm sorry, William...

After a successful focus, Max returns to her 13-year-old body.

Young Chloe's House[]

(Camera flashes)

Chloe: Someday Dad will get one of them newfangled computers.

William: I hope the flash didn't scare you, Max. This is a keeper.

(Phone rings, William picks up)

William: Hello? Hey, honey... What? Oh, I didn't know you had to get groceries. Of course I'll come pick you up.

(Max stands near the fireplace and looks at the photo William just took)

William (in background): Shit, where are my keys?

Chloe (in background): That's a dollar for the swear jar!

William (in background): You mean your college fund. Keys, please...

(William searches under the hat and finds the keys)

William: A-ha! You can't hide from me forever!

(Max burns the photo in the fireplace)

William (in background): And no Chloe and Max wine-tasting session...

Chloe (in background): Dad!

William: Don't blow it because tonight your mother promised to make her world-famous salmon surprise with chocolate cake for dessert. Max, you'll be here too, right?

Chloe: She's never leaving me!

William: That makes all of us. (William walks out the door)

(Max leans against the wall with her head in her hands)

Chloe: Max, you are being so fucking strange, like you're never going to see us again.

Max: Chloe, I'm so sorry... I tried to make things different for you... I...I did try...I'm sorry.

Chloe: I don't know exactly what you're talking about, but come on. (Chloe holds Max's hands, then lets go) You have made things different, like my whole life. You're my best friend. I've got you and a great family. What's to be sorry for? We'll be best friends forever. And when we grow up we're taking over the world.

Max: Listen, whatever happens, I want you to be strong. Even if you feel like I wasn't there for you...because I will never abandon you, Chloe. (Max holds Chloe's hands) I'll always have your back. Always.

(Fades to white, scenes of the alternative timeline revert back to the original events)

Chloe's House[]

Chloe's Room[]

(Zooms out on cardboard mural painted by young Chloe and Max, now converted to an investigation board)

Max: Chloe...you're alive. Yes!

Max: Chloe...you're back.

Max hugs Chloe.

Chloe: Whoa! Down, Max! You get one kiss and now you're all over me...

Chloe: Oh yeah, now you suddenly want to kiss me? You had your chance.

Max: I'm just...I'm just--I'm so glad you're here!

Chloe: You sound high, but thanks for the morning grope. Since we were up all night playing "CSI: Arcadia Bay," I was still spaced out here, trying to put all this info together. (Max sits down on the edge of Chloe's bed) Max, did you forget we've gone over this? I hope you weren't messing around with time while I was sleeping...

Max: Not anymore. I'm just spaced out, too.

Max (thinking): Welcome back to the real world, Max... I don't think I can ever tell Chloe about what happened.

Max gets up.

Max: Let's look at the big board and see all our pieces in the puzzle so far.

Examine the board

Max: So close, yet so far away... We have to do three main things.

Chloe: Right...uh, what things?

Max: One, decipher Frank's logbook. Two, get Nathan's phone to find out where he's been during the Vortex Club parties with Kate and Rachel. And see whatever hidden shit he's got in his messages.

Chloe: Three, beat step-douche down until he tells us about Frank, Nathan, and the "Dark Room."

Chloe: And I do have a gun now... Max: Keep it in your pants.

Chloe: Too bad I don't have a gun anymore... Max: Yes, that's the solution.

Max: We'll have to do this on our own.

Chloe: Dude, at least let me kick his ass, then rewind--Fine, whatevs, it's your power.

Max: Which I can't waste on shit like that. Or Blackwell would be in big trouble.

Chloe: You didn't even let me take that money to pay Frank off. Max: And I'm glad. We have to be better than that.

Chloe: At least you let me take that money to pay Frank off. Max: Don't remind me. I just want him off your back. Our back...

Chloe: I know. You should get busy in the garage to see what dirt you can dig up. I'm going to cyberstalk some names and see where that leads...or to who.

Chloe: And be careful of step-crack...unless you want to hang out with him after you stood up for his ass yesterday. Max: Oh, please.

Chloe: And be careful of step-crack. He's not going to be a happy camper after you reamed him yesterday, and Mom is giving him the boot... Max: I'm on it, partner.

Max (thinking): I can't abuse this level of my rewind power... It's way too dangerous, and I need to navigate the present without messing up the past...

Max leaves Chloe's room.

Upstairs[]

Bird flies into bathroom
Max (thinking): Oh no, that poor little bird has been trapped in here!
If Max opens the upstairs window and scares the bird twice, the bird will fly out outside. Max will think, "Fly! Be free!"

If Max scares the bird twice but doesn't open the window, the bird will slam against it and die. Max will think, "Oh shit! Poor thing..."

The bird will not be seen.

Max goes downstairs.

Downstairs[]

Max will not encounter David near the doorway.

(Max sees David standing near the doorway holding a suitcase and looking at the pictures on the corkboard.)
David: You won this battle, Max. You broke up my family. I salute you.
Max: David, I didn't try to hurt you. Ever. But I won't let anybody hurt Chloe.
David: Too late, isn't it? You just better be damn careful with her. Don't you wander off into the dark...

(David leaves)

Enter the garage

David's Garage[]

Max (thinking): It looks like David finished his car repairs. Maybe there's some new clues around.

David's Comments to Max

David: Sure is hard to work in private with somebody watchin' ya.

David: Max, I don't like people in my personal space, I mean it!

David: Hey, missy, you do know I can see you snooping around?

David: Hey, Max, I do appreciate you standing up for me.

David: Sorry, but this is my official man cave, so...no girls allowed.

Optional Conversation with David
Max can only talk to David in the garage if she sided with him; otherwise, he will not be found there.

David: Anything I can do for you, Max?

Max: I... I was just waiting for Chloe to get out of the bathroom, so we can go.

David: I owe you one, so I'll pretend what you just said is true, missy.

Max: Excuse me, that's Miss Caulfield.

David: Yes, sir. You and Chloe still better be careful where you wander. There are a lot of dark places in Arcadia Bay.

Max: What do you mean by "dark places"?

David: I can't tell you everything that's going on at Blackwell. And you've seen too much already. So, please stay out of this, Max.

Max: Too late. I already know way too much.

Max: Like the fact that you might be working for Sean Prescott.
(Nathan is suspended)
(Nathan isn't suspended)
(Nathan is suspended)
David: What? Who told you that? Nathan Prescott?! That little shitass is lucky he only got suspended!
(Nathan isn't suspended)
David: What? Who told you that? Nathan Prescott? That little shitass is lucky he didn't get suspended.

(Max is suspended)
(Max isn't suspended)
(Max is suspended)
Max: Yeah, I was lucky to only get suspended... thanks to you.
(Max isn't suspended)
Max: I don't think luck had anything to do with it. I could have been suspended, too.

(David was fired)
(David wasn't fired)
(David was fired)
David: And you got me fired, so we're even. Almost.
(David wasn't fired)
David: I didn't have all the evidence at the time. I... I am sorry, Max.

David: So are you going to tell me why you think I'm working for Sean Prescott?

Pan Estates.
No.
Pan Estates.
Max: I saw documents that you were hired to do surveillance and security at Pan Estates.
David: Goddamn, you are a good detective. But I didn't get hired. I gave Sean Prescott an estimate. For my own reasons.

No.
Max: No, David. But I know how powerful the Prescott family is... and you're working with them.
David: I guess I wouldn't trust me either. But I will never work for Sean Prescott and his fucked up family.

Max: So, do you and Nathan Prescott—
(Nathan is suspended)
(Nathan isn't suspended)
(Nathan is suspended)
David: That little shitass Nathan Prescott is lucky he only got suspended...
(Nathan isn't suspended)
David: Nathan Prescott? That little shitass is lucky he didn't get suspended.

(Max is suspended)
(Max isn't suspended)
(Max is suspended)
Max: Yeah, I was lucky to only get suspended... thanks to you.
(Max isn't suspended)
Max: I don't think luck had anything to do with it. I could have been suspended, too.

(David was fired)
(David wasn't fired)
(David was fired)
David: And you got me fired, so we're even. Almost.
(David wasn't fired)
David: I didn't have all the evidence at the time. I... I am sorry, Max.

David: Anyway, I think we can both agree it's been a hard week on all of us... Especially poor Kate Marsh.

Max: I tried to help Kate.

David: You did, Max. You saved her life, like a hero. While I left the goddamn dorm roof wide open... I knew Kate was feeling desperate.

David: You tried to help her more than anybody, Max. I sure didn't. Plus I left the goddamn dorm roof wide open... I knew Kate was feeling desperate.

David: You even made it to the roof before me or anybody.

Max: I knew Kate was desperate, too. So did Mr. Jefferson.

(Blamed Jefferson)

Max: And I got him suspended for what?

Max: Too bad nobody helped her when she needed it.

David: You did, Max. You saved her life, like a hero. While I left the goddamn dorm roof wide open... I knew Kate was feeling desperate.

David: You tried to help her more than anybody, Max. I sure didn't. Plus I left the goddamn dorm roof wide open... I knew Kate was feeling desperate.

David: You even made it to the roof before me or anybody.

Max: I knew Kate was desperate, too. So did Mr. Jefferson.

(Blamed Jefferson)

Max: And I got him suspended for what?

David: That guy is an elitist prick. Now, I'm off-duty, so I can say it at home behind his back. Like when Chloe calls me "step-douche." These "artists" live in a fantasy world.

Max: Why do you say that?
David: These art-farts are all about themselves. When I was in the service, I hated the photographers who'd try to pose me in their anti-war bullshit.

Max: Jefferson can be pretentious, but so can I... He's been a big influence on my photography.
David: That's exactly what I'm talking about—elitist.

Max: Well, Blackwell Academy is a school for artists, so maybe this isn't the best place for you.

David: I have a family here, Max. And I think Blackwell is the best place for me, since only I know what's happening.

David: Of course, thanks to Ms Grant and her hippie anti-surveillance petition, I hope everybody feels safer... like Rachel Amber and Kate Marsh.

David: That's why I'm working out the new Blackwell surveillance plan, to protect future students, so they don't end up like Rachel Amber and Kate Marsh...

David: Although, you're like a walking surveillance system. I appreciate you standing up for me, but I have to be a hardass and tell you and Chloe to stay the hell out of this. Things are just gonna get more ugly.

Max: Chloe and I can take care of ourselves.

David: Now excuse me, Max, I have to get back to my camera. See, I'm an artist, too.

If Max tries to talk to David again:

David: Sorry, Max, I can't talk and work.

Max's Thoughts About Investigating David's Lockers

Max (thinking): I better go scope out those lockers.

Max (thinking): I can't leave until I search through David's garage.

Max (thinking): There's no way I can go to Chloe without going to David's locker.

Max looks at the lockers in David's Garage.

Max (thinking): Whoa, that is a serious padlock on that locker. Hey, David, whatcha hidin'?

There are several ways Max can open the lockers.

If Max remembers the code from Episode 3 (7171), she can input it into the lockers.

Max (thinking): Oh yes, I knew that number would be important.

After one or more failed attempts at unlocking the padlock or after pressing "back," Max can find another way to open the lockers.

Max (thinking): For once, I don't have time to search for the code... I need to find a key.
Max tries to take the keys from the desk in front of David.
David: Excuse me, Max! Do not touch one goddamn thing!
Max (thinking): Come on, Max, find a way to get David out of his cave...
Max tampers with the fuse box in the back of the garage, next to the door leading to the foyer.
Max (thinking): I can't let David see me while I snag his keys. Enter the ninja...
David: Son of a bitch, I just fixed that fuse box!
Chloe (from upstairs): Shit. Somebody fix the fuse!
Max enters the door next to the fuse box. She returns to the other entrance to the garage and takes David's keys from the table.
Max (thinking): Gotcha!
Max rewinds to before she tampered with the fuse box. She uses the keys on the padlock.
Max (thinking): I am the Keymaster!

Max (thinking): For once, I don't have time to search for the code... I need to find a way to break this padlock.
Max takes the crowbar from the table.
Max (thinking): Okay, I can use that crowbar to pry open the locker.
Max uses the crowbar to break the padlock off the locker.
Max (thinking): Sorry, David, but I bet you would do the same thing as me.

Max searches through the contents of the locker.

Max (thinking): Whoa... Maps, notes, coordinates, photos of Kate, Nathan... Oh, yes!

Max closes the locker after rifling through the files.

Max (thinking): Score! Back to Chloe now.

If Max goes through the living room on her way to Chloe (and sided with David):

Max (thinking): I give up William, but defend David... Would Chloe hate me if she knew?

Max goes to the bottom of the stairs and calls out to Chloe.

Max: Yo, Chloe, are you ready yet? I have to get back to my dorm!

Chloe: Are we happy?

Max: Very happy. I hit the secret file jackpot. Kate, Nathan, and Rachel. Plus, there's some location coordinates. David is, like, a one-man surveillance army. Now let's get the hell out of here, before we get busted.

Max: But I absolutely have to go see Kate in the hospital right now. I want to find out how she's doing.

Chloe: Now let's go find out what Nathan is hiding in his room.
Max: We have to be extra careful.
Chloe: Max, now it's time for Nathan Prescott to be afraid of us.

The two girls get in the truck and drive away.

Hospital[]

Max and Chloe are shown entering a hallway in a hospital.
Max: This is definitely Kate's floor.
Chloe: Hospitals always freak me out.
Max: I hear you. But imagine how Kate feels... I'm so glad I get to see her again. I hope it's not too weird for her.
Chloe: No, she'll be stoked to see you. Who wouldn't be?
Max and Chloe reach the door to Kate's hospital room.
Max: This be it. I'm a little nervous...
Chloe: Just go in there and be her friend. I'll wait out here so you can chill by yourselves.
Chloe sits in a chair against the wall.

(Answered Kate's call)
(Didn't answer Kate's call)
(Answered Kate's call)
Chloe: I was a total dick for blowing a fuse when you answered Kate's call the other day. Good thing you ignored me. I had no idea what shit she was going through. And you saved her... like me.
(Didn't answer Kate's call)
Chloe: I was a... I was a total dick for blowing a fuse when Kate called the other day. I had no idea what shit she was going through. I stopped you from being her friend. But you saved her... like me.

Chloe: I'm sorry.
Max: Thanks, Chloe, but don't be sorry. We're all on the same team.
Chloe: Team Max. Let Kate know we're gonna string Nathan up by his balls then.
Max: Oh, yes. I'm on it.
Max enters the room. Kate is sitting on a chair, drawing. She sees Max and the two smile at each other. Kate jumps up and gives Max a hug.
Kate: Max!
Max: Oh, Kate!
Kate: I thought I'd never see you again. I feel so ridiculous... I'm so sorry.
Max: Kate, listen to me... you have nothing to be sorry about. Other people do. You do not know how happy I am to see you. You look awesome. Is it a stupid question if I ask how you're doing?
Kate: Now that you're here, I'm doing even better. I'm so grateful to you for coming up to the roof to talk me down... Max, I felt so lost and alone... but when I saw how much you cared, how hard you were trying... you made me realize I wasn't alone. Thank you.
Max: Kate, there are so many people who love you and want to help you.
Kate: I know, you should see all the letters and postcards. I gave most of the flowers to other patients here because they need them more than me. I'm keeping the balloons, though. One of the nurses gave me some pen and paper so I could do some drawings.
Kate sits down again and resumes drawing.
Max: I love your illustrations.
Kate: They got kind of dark there for a while, but I have an idea for a new children's book about bullying... I was thinking about having some photographs in there too.
Max: I hope that's a subtle hint that you'll let me take the photographs for the book...
Kate: Was that subtle? You better take the pictures, Max. I'm going to be here for another day until my family comes out to visit.
Max: How are they treating you?
Kate: Like they need to protect me forever. They're so upset and I know they feel guilty, even though they didn't do anything. I was surprised how many students from Blackwell wrote me. Daniel, Mr. Jefferson... Even Victoria wrote me a very sweet note... and I believe she was being real.
Max: Me too. I'm glad you believe again, Kate.
Kate: I'm working on it, Max. I just pray I can get this drawing right...
Conversation with Kate
Max: Kate, it is so good to hang out with you again.
Kate: Max, I owe you so much. And I can tell you want to talk to me about something.

Kate.
Victoria. (after looking at postcard)
Nathan.
Leave.
Kate.
Max: I always want to talk to you...
Kate: We missed our tea session this week...
Max: That was so not cool. We need to plan, like, a tea shop tour of Portland.
Kate: Oh yes! And you could bring Warren along too...

Warren?
No boys allowed.
Warren?
Max: What do you think of Warren?
Kate: Oh, smart and silly... He's got such a good heart. And he's a cutie pie. You know he likes you...

(Accepted Warren's invitation)
(Didn't accept Warren's invitation)
(Accepted Warren's invitation)
Max: I'm going to the drive-in with him, so we'll see... With everything that's going on, a date seems weird...

Kate: No, you deserve that.
(Didn't accept Warren's invitation)
Max: So I've heard. He asked me to go to the drive-in, but I turned him down.

Kate: Awww, really? You guys would be a perfect couple...

Max: Kate Marsh, matchmaker. I'm glad somebody is looking out for my love life.

Kate: Even angels need angels, Max.
No boys allowed.
Max: No boys allowed.
Kate: You are funny, Max. And right.
Victoria. (after looking at postcard)
Max: I saw Victoria's letter... How does that make you feel?

Kate: Max, I know Victoria can be a... a... not nice. But, I do believe in forgiveness and redemption. I might be naive, but I feel her struggle.

(Made fun of Victoria)
(Comforted Victoria)
(Made fun of Victoria)
Max: I wasn't so nice to her this week either when I took a picture of her covered in paint. Not a proud moment.
(Comforted Victoria)
Max: Me too. I could've taken a picture of her covered in paint, but I didn't and we had a genuine moment.

Kate: We all have our moments. Why do you think she acts so mean?

She's a bitch.
She's insecure.
She's a bitch.
Max: She's a bitch. I'm sorry, but... she's wealthy, pretty, and, yes, talented. So, there's no reason for her to treat people like shit.

Kate: Well, there must be. If Victoria could write me such a sincere letter...
She's insecure.
Max: She's insecure. If you're comfortable with yourself, you don't need to act superior.

Kate: Victoria doesn't look like she has much to be insecure about...

Max: If anybody could make Victoria see the light, it would be Kate Marsh.

Kate: No, I think it will take more than that, Max.
Nathan.
Max: I want you to know I'm this close to getting all the info I need about Nathan...

Kate: Nathan Prescott has to pay for what he did. And we have to stop him from hurting anybody else.

(Nathan is suspended)
(Nathan isn't suspended)
(Nathan is suspended)
Max: Well, I did get his ass suspended, so that might be a start...

Kate: You did? Oh, right on, Max! I love how fearless you are.
(Nathan isn't suspended)
Max: I wish I could've gotten his ass kicked out of Blackwell.

Kate: Me too. But his dad would never let that happen. I thought I had a tough family...

Kate: So what is going on with him now?

Vortex Club.
Prescott family.
Vortex Club.
Max: I assume he'll show up at the Vortex Club party tonight like nothing happened.

Kate: And nobody can do anything to him after what he did.
Prescott family.
Max: I think his family is totally protecting him... or worse.

Kate: I never say this about people... but Max, there's something evil about the Prescotts. They have something to do with death.

Max: We're going to stop him. I just have to find Nathan's room number, get inside and get the clues I need.
Kate: Max, please let me help! I can get the number and I'll text it to you, okay?
Max: Of course, Kate! I can't do this without you!

Kate: Now it's time for Nathan to watch out for us...
Leave.
Max: I have to get back to our mission. You don't know how much it means to see you again.

Kate: I do. That's why I love you, Max. And thanks for taking care of my bunny. Tell Alice I'll see her soon.

If Max talks to Kate again:
Max: Hey, Kate, back again.
Kate: Which makes me happy.
Max leaves Kate's hospital room.
Chloe: Well, how is she?
Max: She's still Kate Marsh. Thank God.
Chloe: I'm glad we came to see her.
Max: Thanks for coming with me.
Chloe: Now let's go pay a visit to Nathan Prescott. That little prick is not gonna be glad when he sees us...
Max and Chloe leave the hospital.

This scene is skipped.

Dormitories[]

Max and Chloe enter the Dormitories at Blackwell. Jefferson approaches them.

Jefferson: Hey, Max. How you doing?

Max: Oh, hi, Mr. Jefferson. I'm okay. Um, and this is my...friend Chloe.

Chloe: Yo.

Jefferson: Chloe, why isn't someone as cool as you going to Blackwell?

Chloe: I was way too cool for this school. It's a long story. In actual files here...

Jefferson: I can imagine. Max, are you sure that you're alright?

Max: It's weird just being on campus, like everything's normal.
Jefferson: I know. Lame as it sounds, life has to go on.
Max: I think there's too much going on in my life.

Max: It's weird being suspended and just walking around campus.
Jefferson: Well, you are an adult now. This isn't prison, is it?
Max: Not until we get orange jumpsuits.

Jefferson: On that note, Blackwell duty calls. Remember, I'm going to announce the winner of the "Everyday Heroes" contest tonight at the party, so I hope you'll be there to celebrate. Even though I'm sorry you didn't enter a photo, I understand your reasons. You can't force an artist to work.

Max: I feel like a total loser, but it's been a hard week to focus. No pun intended.

Max: So, you don't hate me for what I said to the Principal?

Jefferson: I'm proud of you for caring so much about a troubled friend. And I take hope in the fact that you have plenty of time to find your way. Just...get in the habit of putting your work out there.

Max: Thanks, Mr. Jefferson. I'll definitely be there tonight.

Chloe: Me too. I'll be Max's date. You better dance with us at least once.

Jefferson: Nobody should have to see me dance. Plus, you don't want to watch the old hipster trying to keep up with the kids... I have some pride. Be seeing you.

Chloe: Yes, you will.

Jefferson leaves.

Chloe: Hot for teacher.

Max: Gross! You are out of control.

Chloe: Not yet. Just wait until the rager tonight...

Max: Ugh, shut up.

Chloe: Don't be jealous because Mark Jefferson thinks I'm cool...

Max: I am so ignoring you.

Chloe: Fine. Since I'm here, I'll see if I can get some dirt from Justin. I haven't talked to him in a while...

Max: Now, that is a great plan.

Chloe leaves to talk with Justin.

Max (thinking): Let's see if I can find out where Nathan is...

Conversation Between Chloe and Justin

Chloe: Justin, it's been so long since I've seen you!

Justin: 'Cause you're way too cool for us now, Chloe.

Chloe: Way too much shit going on, man.

Justin: Try going to Blackwell... Insane!

Chloe: So I hear.

Justin: Any word at all on Rachel?

Chloe: Dude, I wish. I'm working on it.

Justin: I miss her laugh...when I bail off my board...

Chloe: She was probably high.

Justin: Yeah, she had the sick nugs.

Chloe: True dat. Okay, I have to bounce.

Justin: Come hang with us at the park sometime.

Daniel's Comments

Daniel: Well, Daniel, photography sure isn't your gift.

Daniel: I'll just stick to my sketches...

Daniel: I wish I had Mr. Jefferson's talent...

Zachary's Comments About Football

Zachary: Bring it on home, bro!

Zachary: Wait 'til the game!

Zachary: Bigfoot stomp!

Skater Boy's Comments

Skater: Hey, is it 4:20 yet?

Skater: Let's ride, bitches!

Conversation Between Samuel and Ms. Grant

Samuel: I had to clear away another batch of dead birds today... Sad.

Ms. Grant: Makes me mad. "Climate change isn't real," my ass.

Samuel: I think everything is changing here...

Ms. Grant: As a scientist, I'm fascinated. As Michelle Grant, I'm very worried.

Samuel: Arcadia Bay is scared, too. Look at the weather...and the animals...

Ms. Grant: Not to mention poor Kate Marsh.

Samuel: We all need to look out for each other these days...

Ms. Grant's Comment to Max

Ms. Grant: Hello, Max! Thanks again for helping me fight the power!

Ms. Grant: Good to see you out and about, Max.

Samuel's Comments

Samuel: Samuel misses his squirrels...

Samuel: Time to go clean up graffiti from those kids...

Samuel: I feel like the sky wants to yell at us...

Brooke's Comments About the Drive-In

Brooke: That's so ironic that Warren asked Max to the drive-in.
Brooke: It's not like I don't own all the original "Apes" films.

Brooke: Maybe I should've asked Warren to go...

Brooke: I hope Max isn't pissed that Warren asked me to the drive-in...
Brooke: After this week, I definitely need a break from Blackwell.

Brooke: I wonder if Warren wants to go with Max instead of me...

If Max tries to speak to Chloe before learning Nathan's whereabouts:

Chloe: Let me know when you've found something!

Conversation with Daniel

Max: Hey, Daniel. You look bummed out... Are you alright?

Daniel: Hola, Max. I just figured out that my photos...basically suck. I'm a wannabe artist...

Max: Maybe you should try different subjects...something more like your portraits. Daniel: That makes sense, but not if I can't choose the subjects in class. If only I could draw my photographs... I think I'll just sit here bummed out, thanks.

Max: Daniel, your drawings are your photographs. So, draw the photos with your eyes and make the camera your "lens pen." Daniel: "Lens pen"? Oh, I dig that, Max. That could work for me... I do feel better now. You are good, Max.

Max: Have you talked to anybody about what happened with Kate?
(Saved Kate)
(Couldn't save Kate)
(Saved Kate)
Daniel: I...don't talk to anyone, Max. But I did actually have a nice talk with Brooke. She couldn't stop talking about how brave you were on that roof.
Max: I don't think doing the right thing is "brave," but I appreciate what she means. The most important thing is that Kate gets better...and gets justice.
Daniel: I hear that, Max. She's the sweetest, most genuine person I've ever met. I don't mind getting picked on by Blackwell bro-holes, but don't fuck with Kate.

(Couldn't save Kate)
Daniel: I don't talk to anybody, Max. But I did actually have a conversation with Brooke. She was very sad about Kate.
Max: So am I. And angry...
Daniel: We should stop going to class and stage a protest. But that's not going to happen at Blackwell. Yet...

Max: I like this revolutionary Daniel DaCosta.

Daniel: Only if I can start the revolution from my sketchbook, Max.

Max: By the way, have you seen Nathan Prescott?

Daniel: Ooh, I heard a rumor he's actually suspended...
Max: Yeah, but he's still gotta be on campus.

Daniel: That explains why he looked so pissed off when I saw him leaving campus a few moments ago.

Daniel: You mean lately?
Max: Like anytime today.

Daniel: I saw Jefferson talking with Nathan a little while ago, but I try to stay out of his way. I have enough assholes to deal with here.

Max: Are you going to the "End of the World" party tonight? Daniel: It will be if I go, man. People here push me into lockers, not dance floors.

Max: That's exactly why you should go to that party. We have to stand up to these Blackwell bullies for Kate. You won't be alone, Daniel. Daniel: Not with you to back me up, Max. Damn it, I will go to the party like it is the end of the world! Okay, maybe I won't go, but... No, I won't do that, but...I'll go.

Max: Screw the Vortex Club. They don't deserve you, Daniel. Daniel: They don't deserve anything. I mean, what do they actually do for Blackwell, huh? You're right, Max. Screw them.

Max: Let's talk later. Okay, Daniel?

Max: You're not here to be a photographer. That's my gig. Look at that sketch you did of me... Incredible. And that's your art, your gift. Daniel: I do feel better now. You are good, Max.

Max: Have you talked to anybody about what happened with Kate?
(Saved Kate)
(Couldn't save Kate)
(Saved Kate)
Daniel: I...don't talk to anyone, Max. But I did actually have a nice talk with Brooke. She couldn't stop talking about how brave you were on that roof.
Max: I don't think doing the right thing is "brave," but I appreciate what she means. The most important thing is that Kate gets better...and gets justice.
Daniel: I hear that, Max. She's the sweetest, most genuine person I've ever met. I don't mind getting picked on by Blackwell bro-holes, but don't fuck with Kate.

(Couldn't save Kate)
Daniel: I don't talk to anybody, Max. But I did actually have a conversation with Brooke. She was very sad about Kate.
Max: So am I. And angry...
Daniel: We should stop going to class and stage a protest. But that's not going to happen at Blackwell. Yet...

Max: I like this revolutionary Daniel DaCosta.

Daniel: Only if I can start the revolution from my sketchbook, Max.

Max: By the way, have you seen Nathan Prescott?

Daniel: Ooh, I heard a rumor he's actually suspended...
Max: Yeah, but he's still gotta be on campus.

Daniel: That explains why he looked so pissed off when I saw him leaving campus a few moments ago.

Daniel: You mean lately?
Max: Like anytime today.

Daniel: I saw Jefferson talking with Nathan a little while ago, but I try to stay out of his way. I have enough assholes to deal with here.

Max: Are you going to the "End of the World" party tonight? Daniel: It will be if I go, man. People here push me into lockers, not dance floors.

Max: That's exactly why you should go to that party. We have to stand up to these Blackwell bullies for Kate. You won't be alone, Daniel. Daniel: Not with you to back me up, Max. Damn it, I will go to the party like it is the end of the world! Okay, maybe I won't go, but... No, I won't do that, but...I'll go.

Max: Screw the Vortex Club. They don't deserve you, Daniel. Daniel: They don't deserve anything. I mean, what do they actually do for Blackwell, huh? You're right, Max. Screw them.

Max: Let's talk later. Okay, Daniel?

Max: Don't give up that easy. Just...stay away from your sketchbook for a while. You need to keep taking the shot, as Jefferson says. Daniel: Stay away from my sketchbook? You don't know me, Max. That's like you staying away from your camera. I think I'll just sit here bummed out, thanks.

If Max talks to Daniel again after saying "Draw your photos" / "I love your drawings":

Max: Thought I'd bug you again, Daniel.

Daniel: Fortunately, Max, I like bugs.

If Max talks to Daniel again after exhausting all dialogue options and telling him to go to the party:

Daniel: Thanks again for making me feel better and pushing me to the party. Let's chat later, Max!

If Max talks to Daniel again after exhausting all dialogue options and telling him not to go to the party:

Daniel: Thanks again for making me feel better. Screw the Vortex Club. Let's chat later, Max!

If Max talks to Daniel again after saying "Take different photos " / "Don't give up":

Daniel: Oh, hey, Max. Sorry, I'm...still bumming. I'll talk to you later when I'm not so pathetic.

Conversation with Ms. Grant

Max: Hi, Ms. Grant.

Ms. Grant: Max, you always show up when I'm talking about you.

Ms. Grant: I'm still bragging about you and the other students making Blackwell surveillance-free.

Ms. Grant: And I swear it's not about that petition you didn't sign.

Max: I was hoping you could explain some of these crazy things happening in Arcadia Bay... Ms. Grant: If I could, I'd be collecting my Nobel prize in science today. I haven't been able to wrap my mind around that eclipse, much less the snow and whales...

Max: There must be a scientific explanation...right? Ms. Grant: When my friends at NASA tell me they can't explain a solar eclipse without a single theory as to how or why, maybe it's time to get worried. Like they are.

Max: I think this is beyond science. Ms. Grant: Nothing is beyond science except for our lack of knowledge. We may never know why, but that doesn't change reality.

Max: I am worried about reality... I feel like it's changing right in front of us. Ms. Grant: You and Samuel both. We were talking about that before you came over. Our planet is changing, but it's not mystic. It's erosion.

Max: You think that's why all these animals are dying here? Ms. Grant: Well, our shoreline has been receding, not to mention the daily contamination of the ocean. That's all you need to kill off sea and wildlife here...

Max: So, you don't think this could be some kind of..prophecy or something? Ms. Grant: Max, you know how fascinated I am by Arcadia Bay legends, but I haven't found any apocalyptic signs yet...unless you count those "End of the World" posters.

Ms. Grant: Unless you know something I don't?

Max: What about wormholes and Chaos theory? Like, time travel stuff?
Ms. Grant: The only wormholes in Arcadia Bay are underground. And Chaos Theory is just that... But if this is about time travel, sign me up.
Max: Would you really change time?

Ms. Grant: Not after reading that Bradbury story, "A Sound of Thunder." I won't give it away, but it involves dinosaurs and butterflies. Time is like a thread, Max. One tug and it all can unravel.

Max: I wonder if the Tobanga knows more than anybody here... Ms. Grant: Oh, Max, nobody even knows who brought the Tobanga here. It was likely stolen from the South Pacific by local fishermen. But I know what you're saying. There's a lot of energy here.

Max: I was looking for Nathan Prescott and I thought he might be in your class...

Ms. Grant: Mr. Prescott has no class at all, after his suspension. I didn't think you were friends.

Max: Hell no. Sorry, Ms. Grant.
Ms. Grant: You're an adult, you can swear, damn it. And I'm glad you did.
Max: So, you haven't seen Nathan at all?

Ms. Grant: Let's just say I try not to, Max. But I did catch him storming off campus. After what happened this week, I hope you don't see him either. You're not the best student here, but you--you might be the wisest.

Max: You probably know him better...
Ms. Grant: I've tried. Nathan is a Prescott and with that comes a lot of baggage. Too much for one teenager. This week was the proof... Principal Wells did the right thing.
Max: I know. Nathan needs real help.

Ms. Grant: Yes, he does, Max. I did try once...but Mr. Prescott didn't appreciate my help. I did see Nathan leaving the campus, looking angrier than usual, so...maybe it's good you haven't found him.

Ms. Grant: I'm surprised, Max. I didn't think you and Nathan were exactly friends.

Max: No way. I just have to... ask him a question.
Ms. Grant: I saw him leaving campus looking angrier than usual. But to be honest, Max, Nathan hasn't been too well lately. You might know more about that than me.
Max: Too much...

Ms. Grant: I can tell. You look like you have more than a question on your mind. Maybe asking Nathan isn't such a good idea right now. You hear me, Max?

Max: Just... study partners. I can't believe he does have friends.
Ms. Grant: That depends what your definition is... But I'd like to see more friendships at Blackwell, less bullying. Especially after this week.
Max: Me too, Ms. Grant. So you don't know where Nathan is?

Ms. Grant: I saw him sulking off campus earlier. But you look like you have more on your mind than a question...

Max: I don't think surveillance would've helped Kate Marsh.

Ms. Grant: Who needs surveillance when we have Maxine Caulfield? You did a wonderful thing and now we have to make sure Kate gets the help she needs.

Ms. Grant: Oh, Max, I'm so sorry you had to go through that... Kate was the sweetest student I've ever met at Blackwell...and they can be so cruel to each other...

Ms. Grant: Do you need to talk to a counselor?

Max: Blackwell Academy needs the help. There's something terrible going on here... You see it, right? Ms. Grant: This week hasn't been Blackwell's finest hour. But me and some faculty members won't rest until all the students here feel safe, not bullied.

Max: Uh, no, thanks, Ms. Grant. I have my best friend and my parents...for now. Ms. Grant: I'm happy to hear that, Max. Just don't ever be afraid to talk to somebody, okay? I wish Kate had come to me... I had no idea what she was going through.

Max: Kate was drugged at the Vortex Club party and bullied by them, until she ended up on the roof. How do you stop that? Ms. Grant: Shut down that damn Vortex Club, for a start! I don't mean to get riled up, but that party should've been postponed. It's extremely tasteless given what happened with Kate.

Max: Do the Prescotts have anything to do with the Vortex Club? They don't get all their money from car washes. Ms. Grant: No, they don't. But membership has its privileges...especially when your father is Blackwell's biggest sponsor. This elitist nonsense has no place here.

Max: So, why doesn't Principal Wells stop the party? To be honest, he doesn't seem to care about what's going on here. Ms. Grant: Raymond Wells has saved this school from financial disaster and he cares more than you know. You're wise, but don't be so quick to judge everybody.

Max: You're right. I just wish that this could be the school I dreamed about before I came here. Ms. Grant: I hear you, Max. I love seeing you, and Warren, and all my students at your best here. You're all too young to be so cynical... But you truly give me hope.

Max: I'm sorry, Ms. Grant, I have to get going. I'll see you later. Ms. Grant: It's always good talking to you, Max.

If Max talks to Ms. Grant again:

Max: Hi again, Ms. Grant.

Ms. Grant: Welcome back to the lab, Max.

If Max talks to Ms. Grant again after exhausting all dialogue options:

Ms. Grant: Let's talk again soon, Max.

Conversation with Samuel

Samuel: How are you doing, Max? Been a tough week, I know.

Max: Yes, it has, Samuel. How are you?

Samuel: Sad and confused, like everybody else in Arcadia Bay. You look like you have a lot of questions, too...

Max: More questions than answers... Samuel: Samuel is always here to talk.

Max: I actually just talked to Kate Marsh in the hospital. She's doing so much better. Samuel: Because of you, Max. That was quite a rescue.

Max: Blackwell is so sad and quiet since Kate...isn't here anymore. Samuel: Yes, you can tell that the campus is different now. And you reached out to her when everybody turned away.

Max: Samuel, you're the eyes of Blackwell. Did you know Kate was being bullied? Samuel: Most everyone makes fun of me...but Samuel warned them about Kate. I hate bullies, Max.

Max: It could've gone either way... Samuel, do you think that we each have a destiny? Samuel: Yes, I do, Max. In many different lifetimes; of course, Kate Marsh believed in something different, so...that's her destiny.

Max: I believe you. Samuel: Kate just needed some more helpful spirits like her friend Max. I hope she finds them now...

Max: Have you seen Nathan Prescott around?

Samuel: That would be hard, since he was suspended.

Max: You don't sound sad, Samuel. Samuel: Nathan hurts people. The end.

Max: He deserved it. And more. Samuel: Samuel tries not to judge people, but Nathan shouldn't be here. Maybe he's supposed to be here, though.

Max: What do you really know about him? Samuel: Not enough to help you, Max. I truly wish I could... I see what you're doing...

Samuel: I try not to.

Max: Whoa, you really don't like Nathan. How come? Samuel: Samuel likes everybody...until they give him a reason not to. He did.

Max: So what do you know about Nathan? Samuel: I know enough to not want to know any more.

Max: Well, okay. 'Nuff said. You know a lot of Blackwell secrets, so I thought you could help me. Samuel: Max, I'm a custodian, not a psychic. I can only help by warning you to be careful.

Max: Do you ever talk with David Madsen?
(David is on leave)
(David isn't on leave)
(David is on leave)
Samuel: Not since he was suspended. But then I wouldn't talk to him. Only listen.
(David isn't on leave)
Samuel: He talks to me. I listen.

Max: That's how David operates...

Samuel: He sees things, not people. But I...I think he sees you, Max...

Max: Why do you say that? Samuel: Because...you both see with cameras.

Max: He wishes he could... Samuel: Mr. Madsen has all the surveillance in the world, but...he's still blind...

Max: I think you have better vision than both of us... Samuel: No, Max, I just look at everything from...a different angle.

Max: I definitely have questions about what's happening to the animals in Arcadia Bay. Samuel: Oh, many do. These poor creatures have no choice in what happens to them...

Max: How can anybody explain all those poor beached whales...? Samuel: My dad was a fisherman, and he'd take me out to hear the whales sing... Now they...they just cry.

Max: Do you think this is some kind of eco-disaster, or...? Samuel: I think it's more than that... Somebody is causing all this to happen.

Max: They're not alone these days... I feel so powerless. Samuel: Oh, no, you're the opposite of powerless, Max.

Max: You think so, Samuel? Samuel: You and Arcadia Bay are connected by time and tide... So, next time I have a question, I'm coming to you.

Max: Well, I'm glad to see your squirrels are still healthy and happy on the campus.
Samuel: Me too. If something happened to them... Oh...
Max: Not as long as you're here to take care of them, Samuel.
Samuel: The only thing that calms them is food. Lots of food. Which reminds me that I have to feed them now.

Samuel sprinkles food crumbs on the ground. The squirrel by the tree notices and runs over to eat the food.

Max: What do you think about all those dying birds? Samuel: Samuel had to bury dozens near the Tobanga...

Max: Is that cool with the Tobanga? Samuel: We'll find out if the souls of the birds move on. Not that we can prove it...

Max: What happened to them? Samuel: I would say the sky is too dirty for their wings, but something worse is in the air...

Max: It's so ominous... Samuel: Unless it's fate...then it doesn't matter.

Max: I still have a million questions about what's happening to Arcadia Bay. Samuel: That must be why Ms. Grant says you're one of her favorite students at Blackwell...

Max: Even though Ms. Grant likes me, I have zero science skills to explain that eclipse. Samuel: As I was just saying to her, that's because science has no explanation. No offense to Ms. Grant here, but...this is just the beginning.

Max: How do you know that? I'm...genuinely curious. Samuel: You just have to open your eyes...then you can see what's coming...

Max: Beginning of what? Samuel: Oh, I don't believe anything ever ends...especially time...

Samuel: That's why I can sense something bigger is coming to Arcadia Bay...and, Max, I don't like it at all.

Max: I keep thinking that Rachel Amber has a few answers...if we can find her... Samuel: If Rachel wants to be found...

Max: Do you think she's alive?
Samuel: She'll always be alive in our hearts... Sometimes, that's all we have left.

Max: That's the real secret: where is she? Samuel: If anybody knows, it will be you. My dreams tell me that...

Max: But... Samuel: Max, all I can tell you is to stay on your path and you'll find what you're looking for... Rachel Amber is waiting, too...

Max: I'd rather be in her class then the Vortex Club.
Samuel: Yes, you would. Rachel saw right through them...
Max: She's not the only one.

Samuel: Nobody should be trapped in the Vortex Club. Get out now, Max...while time is on your side.

Max: I'm sorry, I better get going now.

If Max talks to Samuel again:

Max: Sorry to bother you again, Samuel.

Samuel: There's no bother here, Max.

If Max talks to Samuel again after exhausting all dialogue options:

Samuel: All we are is dust in the wind...

Conversation with Brooke

Max: Hey, Brooke, how are you?

Brooke: I'm here, as usual. By the way, thanks for helping Kate down. Are you okay?

Brooke: Considering what happened to Kate, I could be better. Are you okay?

Max: I might feel better taking your drone for a quick flight...

Brooke: Ms. Grant finally gave up and let me fly her again. But you're going to the drive-in with Warren, so you don't have time to fly my drone.
Max: Really? I can't fly your drone because I'm going to see "Ape" movies with Warren?

Brooke: You are perceptive, Max. Now, excuse me. My drone needs me.

Brooke: Ms. Grant caved and let me fly her again. So, take a spin! I have to see what time I'm going to the drive-in with Warren on Saturday.

Max: That sounds fun. It would be good for you and Warren to take a road trip after this week. Brooke: Warren got a new car. Or an old new car. So, I'm all about a serious road trip out of here after this week.

Max: Oh, he asked you to go to the drive-in with him? Well... that's cool. Brooke: I love the drive-in in Newberg. So old school, but so much fun... like Warren.

Brooke hands Max her tablet and points to the drone. Max flies the drone around the Dormitories, then hands the controls back to Brooke. Max: Thanks.

Max: I need to find Nathan, have you seen him around?

Brooke: Ask Warren. I mean, you're going to the movies with him and everything...

Max: Come on, Brooke, don't be that way. Nathan was suspended, but he should still be on campus.

Max: Okay, Brooke, um, but right now I'm trying to find Nathan.

Brooke: Warren's not good enough for you? Okay. I saw Nathan pissed and walking off campus earlier. Good luck getting that date, Max.

Brooke: I was distracted by Warren asking me out to the drive-in.

Max: Nathan was suspended, but he should still be on campus.

Max: It's a school day, so Nathan should be around.

Brooke: I did see him this morning heading off campus. He looked more angry than usual... I wouldn't look for him now, if I were you.

Max: I can't get my limited brain around that eclipse and the beached whales... I was hoping the science department had some ideas. Brooke: Warren and I are supposed to compare notes and theories this weekend.

Max: That makes sense. Two big brains are better than one...or mine. Brooke: We'd get the Nobel Prize if we could explain this phenomenon, but even Ms. Grant has no clue...

Max: Oh, he asked you? Brooke: You know, science geeks stick together. But honestly, neither of us can explain this phenomenon... It's pretty scary.

Max: I have to go. Talk later, Brooke.

If Max talks to Brooke again:

Max: Back again, Brooke.

Brooke: Are you sure you're alright?

If Max talks to Brooke again after exhausting all dialogue options / asked about drone but accepted Warren's invitation:

Brooke: Talk to you later, Max.

Conversation with Chloe

Chloe turns around when Max approaches. She gives Justin a high-five and a fist-bump, and then walks to Max.

Max: Coast is clear. It would be so cool if you and me were going to school here together...

Chloe: But now you can have Mr. Jefferson all to yourself...

Max: Ugh, you suck. Now let's get into Blackwell Ninja mode.

Max and Chloe enter the Boys' Dormitories.

Boys' Dormitories[]

Chloe: So lame they don't have co-ed dorms here.

Max: Yes, because I want Nathan Prescott in the room next door.

Chloe: Good point.

Max: Wait here. Give me the signal if Nathan or anybody shows up.

Chloe: I won't let you down, Bat-Max.

Max: Now I just have to find Nathan's room...

If Max saved Kate, Kate will text her Nathan's room number.

Max (thinking): Kate brings it! So room 111 is the magic number...

If Max talks to Chloe before entering Nathan's room:

Chloe: Max, what are you doing?! Hurry up!

Max's Thoughts

Max (thinking): Welcome to the boys' dorm...

Max (thinking): Okay, there’s definitely a dorm map around here.

Max (thinking): Max, hurry up and find Nathan's dorm!

Max (thinking): Please, please, please stay away, Nathan...

Max (thinking): Remember, you're on enemy turf now, Max...

Conversation Between Dana and Trevor (Trevor's Room, 105)

Dana: I'm glad you stayed over.

Trevor: Fuck that dorm curfew shit! We're eighteen!

Dana: And after what happened to Kate...

Trevor: Yeah, I feel so bad for her...and her family.

Dana: That's why you're so hot: because you care.

Trevor: I'm here with you, right?

Max attempts to enter Nathan's room, but the door is locked. Max notices a fire extinguisher nearby and uses it to smash open the lock and enter Nathan's room.

Nathan's Room[]

Max (thinking): Now I need to find Nathan's phone or anything with clues.

Max searches through Nathan's computer, then examines the scratch marks on the floor next to the couch.

Max (thinking): What the hell are all those marks on the floor?

Max moves the couch.

Max (thinking): Let's find out what you're hiding...

Max notices a phone taped to the side of the couch and takes it.

Max (thinking): Oh, yes, little phone, you are mine now.

Max moves the couch back to its original position.

Max (thinking): Now I have Nathan's phone, so I can show it to Chloe. Well, before Nathan comes back.

Max leaves Nathan's room.

Hallway[]

Conversation with Chloe

Chloe: Damn, Max, you're finally back. I got worried... So, what did you find?

Max: His room was clean and...creepy. Check this out...

Max gives Nathan's phone to Chloe.

Chloe: Boom, Nathan! We got you by the balls, fucker.

Nathan enters the Boys' Dormitories, surprised and enraged to see Chloe and Max.

Nathan: What are you doing in my dorm?!

Max and Chloe start to back away.

Nathan: You're such a nosy bitch, Max!

Max: Stop right there, Nathan!

Nathan: Make me, ho!

Nathan steps toward Max and Chloe. Chloe grabs him by the shoulders. Warren suddenly appears and pushes Nathan backward.

Warren: Max, I got this!

Nathan: Get the fuck outta my face!

Warren grabs Nathan's shoulders and headbutts him. Warren holds his head and groans in pain. Max gasps and covers her mouth with her hands.

Nathan: You are so fucking dead--!

Nathan reaches for his gun, but Warren kicks it out of his hands, then kicks Nathan in the stomach. Max gasps again.

Nathan: Get off me, brah!

Warren kicks Nathan a few more times.

Max says nothing as Warren continues to kick Nathan.
Warren: You like to hurt people, huh? Like Max? Like Kate? Like me? Huh? Feel this, motherfucker!
Warren repeatedly punches Nathan in the face.
Nathan: Get...off me... Please...please stop!
Warren gets up. Nathan turns over and holds his head in his hands.
Max: He's down! Hey...come on...
Warren leaves.
Nathan: Stop... Sorry...
Chloe reaches down and takes the gun lying on the ground.
Chloe: Yes, we have to go!
Chloe leans down toward Nathan.
Chloe: Who's the bitch now?
Max: Chloe!
Chloe leaves.
Max (thinking): Damn, Warren went full alpha on Nathan...and it was good. But...scary...
Nathan's comments:
Nathan: Shit, man...this really hurts...
Nathan: Everybody hates me....everybody...
Nathan: I think my face is broken...

Max runs to Warren and pulls him off Nathan.
Max: Warren, stop it! Come on.
Nathan: Oh! Ow, my head... Why are you all looking at me like that, huh?! You, and you, you're all dead!
Nathan grabs his gun and gets up.
Chloe: Let's go. Now!
Chloe and Warren leave.
Nathan: Plus, my dad is on his way! You're all fucked! He owns you!
Nathan leaves around the corner.

Max (thinking): Even if Nathan definitely deserved a beating...we should try to be better than that.

Max leaves the Boys' Dormitories.

Main Campus[]

Max: Damn, that was intense. Warren...thank you so much.

Warren: For what?

Chloe: For beating the shit out of Nathan Prescott! Dude, you rule. Warren: I don't know. I kinda went crazy there...like Nathan.

Chloe: For headbutting Nathan Prescott! That was awesome! Warren: I don't know. I almost went crazy there...like Nathan.

Max: You're not anything like him.

Warren: Good to know. So, where are you going? I better stick with you guys. Just in case you need me to get my Hulk on again. Or should I call the cops on Nathan?

Max: No police. Not yet. Uh...so maybe you better...um...

Chloe: Warren, me and Max have to do this on our own. No offense.

Warren: It's cool. Whatever I can do to help...

Max: What you can do is find out anything you can about Nathan's father.

Warren: I'm on it. Between the snow and eclipse, I'm assuming the apocalypse is around the corner...

Max: And...thank you. Seriously. I'll call you later.

Warren: You better. I'm feeling pretty alpha now.

Max: Yes. You are.

Warren leaves.

Chloe: Man, that guy is so fucking in love with you.

Max: I know...

Chloe: He really did give a serious beatdown to Nathan.

Max: It was a little scary to watch him do that...

Chloe: Now let's make a date with Frank.

Max: Will he even answer you?

Chloe: Frank always answers when he wants money.

Chloe takes out her phone and texts Frank. Her phone dings as Frank replies immediately.

Chloe: Like I said, Frank wants to see me right now.

Max: Let's not keep him waiting...

Max and Chloe leave the Main Campus.

Beach[]

Max and Chloe drive up to the beach where Frank's RV is parked.

Max: God... I hate seeing those poor whales like that.

Chloe: Me too. I just think of their families out there in the ocean looking for them. Well, that asshole is gonna help us find Rachel.

Chloe will use David's gun if Frank doesn't have it. She will use Nathan's gun if she took it from him and Frank has David's gun.
Max: Or what? You'll actually shoot him? Chloe, do not count on my rewind... seriously.
Chloe: Obviously I'm not counting on you. That's why I have a gun. And I might even save you someday.
Max: About time.

Chloe: I am so going to hit you.

Chloe: You know what would be great? If I still had a gun.
Max: Yes, the chance for gunplay would just about even the odds here.
Chloe: Frank would scare better. He's a pussy. Besides, if I take him out, you can just rewind...

Max: Chloe, do not count on my rewind... seriously. After Kate, I feel like every time I do it might be the last...

Chloe: There's no way we could have guessed this is what would happen to us when we grew up.

Max: I'm looking forward to the day when we can just go on a road trip to Portland.

Chloe: Fuck yeah. You, me... and Rachel.

Max: Absolutely. So, let's play this cool, okay?

Max: Just talk to Frank so we can get that code for the book from him. That's all.

Max: Just pay Frank his money and then we can get that code for the book from him. That's all.

Chloe: Got it. No dicking around.

Max: Let's roll.

Max and Chloe get out of the car.

Max's Thoughts About the Beach

Max (thinking): It blows my mind that I was just here with Chloe in an alternate reality...

Negotiation with Frank

Max approaches Chloe. She nods toward the RV door and Chloe knocks.

Max: Listen, Chloe, I can tell you for a fact that this will not go well. Chloe: Max, I should have known you would be kind and rewind... So tell me exactly what I need to do here.

Max: You won't like this, but you need to get rid of that gun.
Chloe: No, Max, I don't like that at all... but I trust you. And girl, if I need that gun, you better rewind fast...

Chloe tosses the gun away, then knocks on Frank's RV door.

Max: Please watch your mouth. You have no social skills here and you will piss off Frank immediately.
Chloe: You kind of love this, don't you? Fine, I'll try being like you for a change. Or how you used to be...

Chloe knocks on Frank's RV door.

Max: Be careful, okay? Don't give Frank any excuses to go ballistic. We need his help, Chloe.
Chloe: You know, I'm not a total fuck-up. Occasionally I can be both cool and careful... like now, okay?

Chloe knocks on Frank's RV door.

Frank opens the door and gets out of his RV.

Frank: Oh, look... The Wonder Twins. You should have come alone.

Chloe: She's my partner.

Frank: Yeah, or bodyguard. So let's get to business. Where's my fucking money?

Chloe looks at Max.

Max nods and Chloe gives the money to Frank.
Frank: Oh, why, thank you. That wasn't so hard, now was it? And let's not do any more business again. Now if you'll excuse me...
Chloe: Frank... could we ask you a couple of quick questions?

Max shakes her head and Chloe doesn't give the money to Frank.
Chloe: I—I don't have the money... yet.
Frank: Oh, really... then why did you text me that you did?
Chloe: Because I wanted to tell you in person.
Frank: Oh, I'm truly touched, Chloe. Now why are you losers really here?
Chloe: We just want to ask you some questions.
Frank gets angry.

Max shrugs helplessly, shaking her head. Chloe looks back at Frank.
Chloe: I—I don't have the money... yet.
Frank: Oh, really... then why did you text me that you did?
Chloe: Because I wanted to tell you in person.
Frank: Oh, I'm truly touched, Chloe. Now why are you losers really here?
Chloe: We just want to ask you some questions.
Frank gets angry.

Frank: You have some serious ladyballs. No.

The two girls look down at their feet, disappointed. Frank sees their disappointment and gives in.

Frank: Jesus, okay, okay. But I'm not getting you high.

Max: Frank, we're not here to get high.
Frank: No, you don't look like the type. Not like Chloe here. So what do you Hardy Boys want?

Max: Frank, uh... your dog is kind of scary, could you please close the RV door?
Frank: You aim your gun at me, but you're scared of my dog. Figures.
Frank shuts the RV door.
Frank: Okay. There, you're safe. Now what do you want?

Max: Thanks for hearing me out, Frank. Look, we only want to talk and it's not even about you... We're not here to start a fight.
Frank: No, that shit would be over pretty fast. Don't fuck with me and I won't return the favor. So what do you want?

Max: Frank, um... after our last meeting, I don't want any weapons involved. Could you put your knife or... whatever in the RV until we're done talking?
Frank: After you pulled a fucking gun on me you want to negotiate my safety? I didn't trust you before and now I do less.
Frank gets angry.

Frank: God, I hate you Blackwell shits. You act like you own this town... like I'm your puppet. Nobody owns me, you understand that?
Frank goes into Rage Mode.

Frank: By the way, never tell me what to do in my home. Maybe I don't have a fancy Arcadia Bay house, but this is my turf, got it? You're goddamn lucky you paid me back. So what do you want?

Max: Just the names of some of your clients...

Frank: Oh, is that all? Well, why didn't you just tell me? How about I just give you the keys to my RV while I'm at it?

Max: Listen, Frank, I'm sorry to be such a nuisance, but this is important.
Frank: Yeah, yeah... Everything is important these days. But I can tell you're not bullshitting me.
Max: There's no time for that, Frank. I just need a little bit of information.
Frank: Yeah, yeah... well, it always starts with just a little. Chloe here knows all about that, don't you?
Chloe: Come on, Frank. This isn't about me now.

Max: You already did.
Frank: Uh, are you fucking mental? I lost my keys, but I changed the lock. You better goddamn not be snooping around here.
Max: No, I'm not, I—
Frank: Christ, I hate you Blackwell shits. You expect everything for free. You're not getting any handouts from me. I work for a living, you understand?
Chloe: Yes, Frank. Without those Blackwell shits as customers, you wouldn't have any work at all. Dude, you're a drug dealer!
Frank gets angry.

Frank: You snobby whores! Don't come into my home and judge me! That's why I go to church! And you want something from me? How about a blade up the ass, huh?
Frank enters Rage Mode.

The conversation continues.

Max: You don't get it, man. This is for a good cause.
Frank: No, "man," I do not get it... especially from a weirdo like you. You know, I hate the way you talk to me, like you... like you know more than I do.
Max: No, I'm not, I—
Frank: Christ, I hate you Blackwell shits. You expect everything for free. You're not getting any handouts from me. I work for a living, you understand?
Chloe: Yes, Frank. Without those Blackwell shits as customers, you wouldn't have any work at all. Dude, you're a drug dealer!
Frank gets angry.

Frank: You snobby whores! Don't come into my home and judge me! That's why I go to church! And you want something from me? How about a blade up the ass, huh?
Frank enters Rage Mode.

The conversation continues.

Max: Help us... or else.
Frank: Are you actually threatening me again, little girl?
Max: No, I'm not, I—
Frank: Christ, I hate you Blackwell shits. You expect everything for free. You're not getting any handouts from me. I work for a living, you understand?
Chloe: Yes, Frank. Without those Blackwell shits as customers, you wouldn't have any work at all. Dude, you're a drug dealer!
Frank gets angry.

Frank: You snobby whores! Don't come into my home and judge me! That's why I go to church! And you want something from me? How about a blade up the ass, huh?
Frank enters Rage Mode.

The conversation continues.

Frank: Yeah, right, okay. Both of you are giving me a headache. No deal.

Max: Frank, we didn't come here to fight. This is so much bigger than us.

Frank: Oh yeah, you didn't come here to fight... a day after you pulled a fucking gun on me.
Max: I... I am so sorry about that. It might be the dumbest thing I've ever done. And I've done a lot of dumb things this week.
Frank: Finally, I believe you... but don't ever aim a gun at anybody, unless you intend to kill. Although you don't look like you could kill a bug...
Max: I try not to. And I never would have pulled the trigger. I was just...
Chloe: Dude, she was scared, all right? You pulled your blade on me. We were all freaked out. Now we're all cool... please?

Frank: You... you come in peace? After you aimed a fucking gun at me and then pulled the trigger?

Max: To be honest, Frank... you scared me. You held a knife on my friend. I didn't want to pull the trigger.
Frank: I could tell by the way you held that pop gun... with both hands, like it was a magnum. Maybe I shouldn't have brought that knife to a gun fight.
Max: I only want to shoot with my camera, I swear. Ask Chloe...
Chloe: Look, Frank, Max doesn't need a gun anyway... so are we cool? Please?

Max: I was helping Chloe after you threatened to cut her, remember?
Frank: You're lucky all I brought was a knife, otherwise you and your girlfriend wouldn't be bothering me. You really think you're tough shit, girlie?
Max: I just... I didn't know what I was doing.
Chloe: Dude, get off her ass! She was protecting me! You've got a knife and God knows what else! Are you really afraid of Max here?
Frank gets angry.

Frank: I'm not afraid of anybody except my maker! And you little bitches think you can outsmart me? Why, because I'm trailer trash? You're Blackwell trash! And it's time to take you out...
Frank enters Rage Mode.

The conversation continues.

Max: That was our old hideout. You shouldn't have hassled us there.
Frank: "Old hideout"? What are you, The Goonies? I could still fuck you up after what you did. Stay out of my business, get it?
Max: I just... I didn't know what I was doing.
Chloe: Dude, get off her ass! She was protecting me! You've got a knife and God knows what else! Are you really afraid of Max here?
Frank gets angry.

Frank: I'm not afraid of anybody except my maker! And you little bitches think you can outsmart me? Why, because I'm trailer trash? You're Blackwell trash! And it's time to take you out...
Frank enters Rage Mode.

The conversation continues.

Max: There were no bullets in the gun. You were safe, tough guy.
Frank: There's something wrong with you, girlie... You pulled the trigger because you wanted to show me how safe I was?
Max: I just... I didn't know what I was doing.
Chloe: Dude, get off her ass! She was protecting me! You've got a knife and God knows what else! Are you really afraid of Max here?
Frank gets angry.

Frank: I'm not afraid of anybody except my maker! And you little bitches think you can outsmart me? Why, because I'm trailer trash? You're Blackwell trash! And it's time to take you out...
Frank enters Rage Mode.

The conversation continues.

Frank: Okay, we're cool for now... but my dog isn't. And if you try any shit, he will bite your head off. He's done it before.
Max: We're only here to talk. I wouldn't mess with your dog.
Frank: Shit, you wouldn't have time... you like dogs?

I love dogs.
Dog rescue.
Gave dog a bone.
Pompidou is cute.
Trained to kill.
I love dogs.

Max: I love dogs. Period. I wish I had one trained as well as yours.
Frank: Yeah, he had a bad trainer before. Real bad. But he's dead now. And I trained Pompidou how to be my friend.
Max: That's very cool, Frank. Your dog is lucky you came along.
Chloe: Maybe we can focus on rescuing Rachel now?

Dog rescue.
(Replaces "I love dogs" if, in the previous episode, Officer Berry spoke about Frank rescuing fight dogs.)
Max: Of course I do! I heard you even rescued a bunch of fight dogs. That's amazing!
Frank: No, it was just the right thing to do. I couldn't stand to see those poor animals treated like slaves. That's how I came to own Pompidou.
Max: That's very cool, Frank. Your dog is lucky you came along.
Chloe: Maybe we can focus on rescuing Rachel now?

Gave dog a bone.

Max: Chloe and I gave your doggie a bone when we—
Frank: So you're the ones who let him out! You broke in here and let my dog out! What the fuck?!
Max: Wait! That's not what—
Chloe: Seriously, Frank, don't get all spun out. We're only here to find Rachel.
Frank gets angry.

(Frank got angry 2 times)
(Frank didn't get angry 2 times)
(Frank got angry 2 times)

Frank: Rachel isn't in here! And I'll spin you on your ass! What the fuck are you dorks up to, huh? Trying to break into my business? This time the price is wrong, skank!
Frank enters Rage Mode.

(Frank didn't get angry 2 times)

The conversation continues.

Pompidou is cute.
Max: Oh, Pompidou is so cute!
Frank: The only way you know my dog's name is if you broke into my RV... that's how he got out! You did it! Are you crazy?! That's my dog!
Max: Wait! That's not what—
Chloe: Seriously, Frank, don't get all spun out. We're only here to find Rachel.
Frank gets angry.

(Frank got angry 2 times)
(Frank didn't get angry 2 times)
(Frank got angry 2 times)

Frank: Rachel isn't in here! And I'll spin you on your ass! What the fuck are you dorks up to, huh? Trying to break into my business? This time the price is wrong, skank!
Frank enters Rage Mode.

(Frank didn't get angry 2 times)

The conversation continues.

Trained to kill.
Max: I don't care about dogs trained to kill or fight... That's animal abuse.
Frank: You think I abuse my own dog? I rescued Pompidou, you asshole!
Max: Wait! That's not what—
Chloe: Seriously, Frank, don't get all spun out. We're only here to find Rachel.
Frank gets angry.

(Frank got angry 2 times)
(Frank didn't get angry 2 times)
(Frank got angry 2 times)

Frank: Rachel isn't in here! And I'll spin you on your ass! What the fuck are you dorks up to, huh? Trying to break into my business? This time the price is wrong, skank!
Frank enters Rage Mode.

(Frank didn't get angry 2 times)

The conversation continues.

Frank: Okay, we're cool for now... but my dog isn't. He got out of the RV and a motherfucking big rig hit him. I beat that fucker down.
Max: God, Frank... that's awful. How... how is he?
Frank: Little bastard is lucky to be alive. Again, like you give a shit.

I love dogs.
Dog rescue.
Gave dog a bone.
Pompidou is cute.
Trained to kill.
I love dogs.

Max: I love dogs. Period. I wish I had one trained as well as yours.
Frank: Yeah, he had a bad trainer before. Real bad. But he's dead now. And I trained Pompidou how to be my friend.
Max: That's very cool, Frank. Your dog is lucky you came along.
Chloe: Maybe we can focus on rescuing Rachel now?

Dog rescue.
(Replaces "I love dogs" if, in the previous episode, Officer Berry spoke about Frank rescuing fight dogs.)
Max: Of course I do! I heard you even rescued a bunch of fight dogs. That's amazing!
Frank: No, it was just the right thing to do. I couldn't stand to see those poor animals treated like slaves. That's how I came to own Pompidou.
Max: That's very cool, Frank. Your dog is lucky you came along.
Chloe: Maybe we can focus on rescuing Rachel now?

Gave dog a bone.

Max: Chloe and I gave your doggie a bone when we—
Frank: So you're the ones who let him out! You broke in here and let my dog out! What the fuck?!
Max: Wait! That's not what—
Chloe: Seriously, Frank, don't get all spun out. We're only here to find Rachel.
Frank gets angry.

(Frank got angry 2 times)
(Frank didn't get angry 2 times)
(Frank got angry 2 times)

Frank: Rachel isn't in here! And I'll spin you on your ass! What the fuck are you dorks up to, huh? Trying to break into my business? This time the price is wrong, skank!
Frank enters Rage Mode.

(Frank didn't get angry 2 times)

The conversation continues.

Pompidou is cute.
Max: Oh, Pompidou is so cute!
Frank: The only way you know my dog's name is if you broke into my RV... that's how he got out! You did it! Are you crazy?! That's my dog!
Max: Wait! That's not what—
Chloe: Seriously, Frank, don't get all spun out. We're only here to find Rachel.
Frank gets angry.

(Frank got angry 2 times)
(Frank didn't get angry 2 times)
(Frank got angry 2 times)

Frank: Rachel isn't in here! And I'll spin you on your ass! What the fuck are you dorks up to, huh? Trying to break into my business? This time the price is wrong, skank!
Frank enters Rage Mode.

(Frank didn't get angry 2 times)

The conversation continues.

Trained to kill.
Max: I don't care about dogs trained to kill or fight... That's animal abuse.
Frank: You think I abuse my own dog? I rescued Pompidou, you asshole!
Max: Wait! That's not what—
Chloe: Seriously, Frank, don't get all spun out. We're only here to find Rachel.
Frank gets angry.

(Frank got angry 2 times)
(Frank didn't get angry 2 times)
(Frank got angry 2 times)

Frank: Rachel isn't in here! And I'll spin you on your ass! What the fuck are you dorks up to, huh? Trying to break into my business? This time the price is wrong, skank!
Frank enters Rage Mode.

(Frank didn't get angry 2 times)

The conversation continues.

Frank: Rachel? Is that why you're really here?

Max: Yes, we're so close to finding her now, Frank. We need all the help we can get now... especially from you.

Frank: You and Chloe do not know Rachel like I did and I couldn't even help her. You're in way over your heads. Why don't you just go play in your clubhouse?

Max: Frank, you knew Rachel almost better than anybody. And you know more than us. Together we can find her… Do you have anything to lose?
Frank: When Rachel vanished, I pretty much lost everything… I can't stand not knowing where she is... not hearing her voice... or her laugh... anymore.
Max: We can change all that... it's up to you.

(Replaces "You know Rachel" if, in the previous episode, Nathan spoke about Rachel posing for Frank.)
Max: Rachel said she gave you one of her favorite photos. That proves how much she cares... and you care. That's why you have to help.
Frank: How the hell did you know about that photo? That's my favorite picture of her... I can look at it anytime and she'll always be there for me. I can't stand not knowing where she is... not hearing her voice... or her laugh... anymore.
Max: We can change all that... it's up to you.

Max: What are you hiding, Frank? You should want to help us, not scare us away.
Frank: Don't you accuse me of anything. You don't know me or who I am. Or what I can do. You understand? Huh?
Frank gets angry.
Frank: Man, there is something about you that is so wrong... I don't trust you at all. Now get out of my face.
Max: We don't have much time, Frank. Rachel needs you.
Frank: It’s too late! She’s gone! You don’t even know her!
Chloe: Like you did? I loved her, asshole. And she loved me. I know that.
Frank: Chloe, you don’t know shit. You were part of her problem. Always trying to take her away from me... Always!
Frank enters Rage Mode.

Max: Listen, I read Rachel's letter... I know how much she cares about you.
Frank: You read that letter? The one in my RV? Are you fucking insane? You read my private letter?!
Frank gets angry.
Frank: Man, there is something about you that is so wrong... I don't trust you at all. Now get out of my face.
Max: We don't have much time, Frank. Rachel needs you.
Frank: It’s too late! She’s gone! You don’t even know her!
Chloe: Like you did? I loved her, asshole. And she loved me. I know that.
Frank: Chloe, you don’t know shit. You were part of her problem. Always trying to take her away from me... Always!
Frank enters Rage Mode.

Max: You have Rachel's bracelet. You obviously know more than you're telling. So tell us.
Frank: Never come into my home and tell me what to do, understand?
Frank gets angry.
Frank: Man, there is something about you that is so wrong... I don't trust you at all. Now get out of my face.
Max: We don't have much time, Frank. Rachel needs you.
Frank: It’s too late! She’s gone! You don’t even know her!
Chloe: Like you did? I loved her, asshole. And she loved me. I know that.
Frank: Chloe, you don’t know shit. You were part of her problem. Always trying to take her away from me... Always!
Frank enters Rage Mode.

No one will get hurt in this outcome.
Chloe: Help us find her, Frank. Please… we really need your client list.
Frank: If there's a chance in hell you two dorks can find Rachel... I'll take it.

(Pompidou wasn't hurt)
(Pompidou was hurt)
(Pompidou wasn't hurt)

Frank: My dog isn't barking at you, so I guess that's a good sign.

(Pompidou was hurt)

Frank: And let me know if you find out who hurt my dog, okay?

Frank takes out his client list and hands it to Chloe.
Max: Thank you.
Chloe: Yeah, thanks, Frank. Seriously.
Frank: It's hard to take you characters seriously... but I want to. Good luck.
Chloe puts her hand on Max's shoulder and Frank goes back into his RV.
Max: (thinking) That was cool Frank gave up the code to help us... Rachel must have seen something good in him.

Max: Calm down, Frank. Let's just talk...
Frank takes Max by the neck.

(Chloe has a gun)
(Chloe does not have a gun)
(Chloe has a gun)

(Pompidou is available)
(Pompidou is not available)
(Pompidou is available)

(Pompidou will be available if Max throws the bone toward the parking lot, and doesn't ask Frank to close the RV door.)

(Frank has a gun)
(Frank does not have a gun)
(Frank has a gun)

Frank: Don't you ever tell me what to do. Get it, bitch? Get it?
Chloe takes the gun out of her pocket and points it at Frank.
Chloe: Step the fuck back, now!
Frank backs away from Max. Pompidou, barking, races out of the RV and comes barreling towards Chloe. Chloe shoots him.
Frank: Pompidou! You fucking killed my dog!
Frank takes out his gun and aims at Chloe. Chloe aims her gun at Frank.
There is a single gunshot. Chloe slowly lowers her gun, horrified. Frank is dead.
Max: Oh no… Chloe…
Chloe: I just shot a man and his dog… I killed Frank Bowers…
Max: You saved my life, Chloe. It was self-defense for both of us.
Chloe: Max... Frank is really dead.
Max: I know. But we can't stop now. We have to find that code. Fast.
Chloe: Before the co—cops come...
Max and Chloe search Frank and find his client list. Chloe takes it.
Max: That’s it. Let’s get out of here.
Chloe: Sorry, Frank... I'm sorry...
Max: (thinking) Jesus, Chloe actually killed Frank... She’ll never forgive herself... or forget this... And only I can change it…

(Frank does not have a gun)

Frank: Don't you ever tell me what to do. Get it, bitch? Get it?
Chloe takes the gun out of her pocket and points it at Frank.
Chloe: Step the fuck back, now!
Frank backs away from Max. Pompidou, barking, races out of the RV and comes barreling towards Chloe. Chloe shoots him.
Frank: Pompidou! You fucking killed my dog!
Frank takes out his knife and runs toward Chloe. Chloe aims the gun at Frank.
Max: Oh my God!
There is a single gunshot. Chloe slowly lowers the gun, horrified. Frank is dead.
Max: Oh no… Chloe…
Chloe: I just shot a man and his dog… I killed Frank Bowers…
Max: You saved my life, Chloe. It was self-defense for both of us.
Chloe: Max... Frank is really dead.
Max: I know. But we can't stop now. We have to find that code. Fast.
Chloe: Before the co—cops come...
Max and Chloe search Frank and find his client list. Chloe takes it.
Max: That’s it. Let’s get out of here.
Chloe: Sorry, Frank... I'm sorry...
Max: (thinking) Jesus, Chloe actually killed Frank... She’ll never forgive herself... or forget this... And only I can change it…

(Pompidou is not available)

(Frank has a gun)
(Frank does not have a gun)
(Frank has a gun)

Frank: Don't you ever tell me what to do. Get it, bitch? Get it?
Chloe takes the gun out of her pocket and points it at Frank.
Chloe: Step the fuck back, now!
Frank draws his gun and aims at Chloe. Chloe shoots Frank in the leg.
Max: Oh my God!
Max kicks the gun out of his reach.
Frank: You... you actually shot me. I wasn’t going to hurt you. Ow, this fucking hurts... it hurts!
Max: Chloe, you shot him...
Chloe: I know…
Frank: You’re both fucking crazy! What do you want?
Max: We—we just want the code for your account book.
Chloe aims her gun at Frank.
Chloe: Now.
Frank: Fine, whatever, just put the goddamn gun down! You already shot me, all right?
Frank pulls out the client list and hands it to Chloe.
Frank: There. Now leave me alone, all right? Just get out of my life.
Max: Do you want us to call an ambulance? Or...
Frank: No, thanks... You know what, I'll manage somehow without the police.
Max: Oh, right.
Chloe: Let’s bounce.
Frank gets up and limps back into his RV. Chloe grabs a shocked Max by the shoulder, leading her away.
Max: (thinking) Shit, this could have gone way worse, but Frank might be more dangerous to Chloe now... Yes Max, you can change all this if you want…

(Frank does not have a gun)

Frank: Don't you ever tell me what to do. Get it, bitch? Get it?
Chloe takes the gun out of her pocket and points it at Frank.
Chloe: Step the fuck back, now!
Frank pulls out his knife and lunges toward Max. Chloe shoots Frank in the leg.
Max: Oh my God!
Max kicks the knife out of his reach.
Frank: You... you actually shot me. I wasn’t going to hurt you. Ow, this fucking hurts... it hurts!
Max: Chloe, you shot him...
Chloe: I know…
Frank: You’re both fucking crazy! What do you want?
Max: We—we just want the code for your account book.
Chloe aims the gun at Frank.
Chloe: Now.
Frank: Fine, whatever, just put the goddamn gun down! You already shot me, all right?
Frank pulls out the client list and hands it to Chloe.
Frank: There. Now leave me alone, all right? Just get out of my life.
Max: Do you want us to call an ambulance? Or...
Frank: No, thanks... You know what, I'll manage somehow without the police.
Max: Oh, right.
Chloe: Let’s bounce.
Frank gets up and limps back into his RV. Chloe grabs a shocked Max by the shoulder, leading her away.
Max: (thinking) Shit, this could have gone way worse, but Frank might be more dangerous to Chloe now... Yes Max, you can change all this if you want…

(Chloe does not have a gun)

(Pompidou is available)
(Pompidou is not available)
(Pompidou is available)

(Pompidou will be available if Max throws the bone toward the parking lot, and doesn't ask Frank to close the RV door.)

(Frank has a gun)
(Frank does not have a gun)
(Frank has a gun)

Frank: Do not ever tell me what to do.
Chloe pushes Frank away from Max. Frank pulls out his gun.
Max: Whoa...
Frank and Chloe begin to fight for control of the gun.
Frank: Get off of me!
Chloe: Motherfucker!
Pompidou, barking, races out of the RV and comes barreling towards Chloe, then bites her in the leg. Max is forced to rewind.

(Frank does not have a gun)

Frank: Don't you ever tell me what to do. Get it, bitch? Get it?
Chloe pushes Frank away from Max. Frank pulls out his knife.
Frank: How do you like my blade, kid? Huh?
Max: Whoa...
Frank and Chloe begin to fight for control of the knife.
Max: Chloe!
Frank: Get off of me!
Chloe: Motherfucker!
Pompidou, barking, races out of the RV and comes barreling towards Chloe, then bites her in the leg. Max is forced to rewind.

(Pompidou is not available)

(Frank has a gun)
(Frank does not have a gun)
(Frank has a gun)

Frank: Do not ever tell me what to do.
Chloe pushes Frank away from Max. Frank pulls out David's gun.
Max: Whoa...
Frank and Chloe begin to fight for control of the gun.
Max: Chloe!
Frank: Get off of me!
Chloe: Motherfucker!
Chloe shoots Frank in the leg, then takes the gun.
Frank: You... you actually shot me. I wasn’t going to hurt you. Ow, this fucking hurts... it hurts!
Max: Chloe, you shot him...
Chloe: I know…
Frank: You’re both fucking crazy! What do you want?
Max: We—we just want the code for your account book.
Chloe aims the gun at Frank.
Chloe: Now.
Frank: Fine, whatever, just put the goddamn gun down! You already shot me, all right?
Frank pulls out the client list and hands it to Chloe.
Frank: There. Now leave me alone, all right? Just get out of my life.
Max: Do you want us to call an ambulance? Or...
Frank: No, thanks... You know what, I'll manage somehow without the police.
Max: Oh, right.
Chloe: Let’s bounce.
Frank gets up and limps back into his RV. Chloe grabs a shocked Max by the shoulder, leading her away.

(Max told Chloe to get rid of her gun)
(Max told Chloe to get rid of her gun)

Chloe retrieves Nathan's gun.

Max: (thinking) Shit, this could have gone way worse, but Frank might be more dangerous to Chloe now... Yes Max, you can change all this if you want…

(Frank does not have a gun)

Frank: Don't you ever tell me what to do. Get it, bitch? Get it?
Chloe pushes Frank away from Max.
Frank: How do you like my blade, kid? Huh?
Max: Whoa...
Frank and Chloe begin to fight for control of the knife.
Max: Chloe!
Frank: Get off of me!
Chloe: Motherfucker!
Chloe stabs Frank in his leg.
Frank: You’re both fucking crazy! What do you want?
Max: We—we just want the code for your account book.
Frank pulls out the client list and hands it to Chloe.
Frank: There. Now leave me alone, all right? Just get out of my life.
Max: Do you want us to call an ambulance? Or...
Frank: No, thanks... You know what, I'll manage somehow without the police.
Max: Oh, right.
Chloe: Let’s bounce.
Frank gets up and limps back into his RV. Chloe grabs a shocked Max by the shoulder, leading her away.

(Max told Chloe to get rid of her gun)
(Max told Chloe to get rid of her gun)

Chloe retrieves her gun.

Max: (thinking) Shit, this could have gone way worse, but Frank might be more dangerous to Chloe now... Yes Max, you can change all this if you want…

Frank's comments after getting shot or stabbed in the leg

(Frank was shot)

Frank: Oh Christ, I need a drink... and a pair of pliers.
Frank: God, I can't believe I got shot by a couple of high school girls.

Frank: Okay, all right, let's take this baby out of my leg... be gentle, Frank.

Frank: I need my Pompidou…

Chloe's House - Investigation[]

Max: Chloe, are you okay?

Chloe: I’m glad things worked out okay with Frank. It’s nice to have one less enemy in Arcadia Bay. Max: Amen to that.

(Knife)
(Gun)
(Knife)
Chloe: Sorry, I just keep thinking about Frank...
(Gun)
Chloe: Sorry, I just keep thinking about shooting Frank in the leg.

Max: Please don’t. You saved us. Frank is lucky. We have to keep moving forward.

Chloe: I'm sorry, I... I keep seeing Frank... dead. And I'm the one who killed him.
Max: Listen, you saved my life. And yours. We have to keep going forward.

Max gets up.

Max (thinking): I better focus on this board and start tying these clues together...

Max and Chloe's comments about the investigation

Chloe: Max, I know we can snap all these pieces together…
Max: Roger that, I’m going to study the board and try to connect all these dots…
Chloe: I’m so glad you’re working with me on this.
Chloe: I can see you know how to rock that big board.

Chloe: Max, I actually killed somebody…
Max: Listen to me, Chloe. I’ll handle everything, okay? I’m going to study the board and try to connect all these dots…
Chloe: What’s going to happen to me now?
Chloe: I can't believe this is happening... I can't...
Chloe: Frank tried to kill you... what else could I do?
Chloe: Please, please, please let us find Rachel...

Max's thoughts on the investigation

Max (thinking): Let’s look at Frank’s drug deals during the week of the party.
Max takes the Account Book and the list of names.
Max (thinking): Yes! The game is on! Now talk to us, account book... tell us everything.
Max investigates the new clues on the board.
Max (thinking): Hmmm, let's see if I can find any deal Frank made with Nathan or the Vortex Club.
Max takes the papers that mention Nathan.
Max (thinking): Oh yes, these are all the times and places for Frank and Nathan's deals. That's it, Max.

Max (thinking): Thanks to David’s own investigation, I should be able to find out what Nathan did during the party’s week.
Max takes the coordinates, the pictures of the red truck, and the photos of Nathan.
Max (thinking): And that’s all she wrote. Please let me find some clues about Nathan in here…
Max investigates the new clues on the board.
Max (thinking): Great, now how do I find out which car is Nathan’s to match the coordinates?
Max takes the photos of Nathan's truck and the corresponding coordinates.
Max (thinking): Elementary, my dear Max! This is so Nathan's car! Now let's find out where this fucker was the day of the Vortex Club party.

Max: Yes, now we’re finally getting somewhere… Chloe, let’s plug in these numbers and see if they lead to an actual address.
Chloe: Aye aye, captain.

Max: Now we're finally getting somewhere. Chloe, I need you to go online and help me decipher this. Chloe?
Max: Chloe... Chloe, please listen... I know this is awful, but we're in it together, okay? I didn't have your back and I let you down. Please don't cry...
Chloe: Max... I'm going to go to the police after we find Rachel. I can't live keeping this a secret... and I don't want to be a teenage fugitive on the run. And dude, I swear I won't even mention you, okay? This is all me.
Max: Chloe, it was self-defense. I know you're hurting, but you have to just block out everything and keep moving forward. Rachel is waiting.
Chloe: Okay... you're right. Focus on Rachel. It's all about Rachel now. Okay.
Max: We will. I know this week has been so weird and fucked up, but Chloe... this has to be our destiny. Or at least one of them. Let's just find out where this is all going to end, okay? For Rachel... for Kate.
Chloe: And for Frank. He was dragged into this bullshit, too.
Max: That's my Chloe. Now let's be a lean, mean, research team. You have to go online and help decipher these coordinates... because they might finally lead us to Rachel.
Chloe gets up from her bed and sits down at her desk.

Chloe: Here we come, Rachel.

Chloe's findings will now appear on the board.

(Frank is dead)

Max: Thanks Chloe!

Max (thinking): I have to analyze Nathan’s messages. What could help me unlock this phone?
Max takes the phone, the SIM card, Nathan's student file, and the piece of paper with several four-digit codes.
Max (thinking): Okay, Max, let’s blow this code up and go home.
Max investigates the new clues on the board.
Max (thinking): Let's start hacking!
Max unlocks Nathan's phone with either the PIN code or the PUK code.
Max (thinking): Booyah! Let's find out what Nathan Prescott has been trying to hide...

Max (thinking): Take a breath, Max...Go through all this data and you can find out where Nathan took Kate after the party!
Max takes the screenshot of Nathan's text messages to Frank, the record of their transaction on October 4th, and the photo of the barn.

Max deduces the remaining clues and brings a photo of a barn to Chloe.

Max: Chloe, this is definitely the place.

Chloe: Let me dig up some more clues here.

Chloe tries looking up info about the barn.

Chloe: Nope... Nothing, Max. There's nothing here. Just some shitty old barn...

Max: Let's keep searching and find out who owns this haunted barn.

Chloe: I'm on this, hold on.

Chloe searches the barn.

Chloe: Somebody named—"Harry Aaron Prescott."

Max: I'm shocked. Should we call the police?

Chloe: Fuck that. You know the police here are like Nathan's private security, right?

Max: That's so messed up...

Chloe: As you've noticed, this whole town is messed up. We can't trust anybody... Except each other. So we have to go out to that farmhouse by ourselves.

Max: I was afraid you'd say that. We could call Warren, since he kicked Nathan's ass...

Chloe: It's just the two of us. Nobody else. And I'm not scared at all. You have the power. I feel like we're this close to finding Rachel... We have to find her, Max.

Max: We will. But remember, my power isn't infinite. We still have to be careful. Do you hear, Chloe?

Chloe: Yes, sir.

The two girls leave Chloe's room to find the barn. Chloe's computer remains on, showing a map and the coordinates of the barn.

Old Barn[]

Chloe drives her truck up a dirt path, passing a sign that reads "NO TRESPASSING." She pulls up to the barn and parks. The two girls get out of the truck and approach the barn.

Max: Holy shit, this is scary.

Chloe: I know, but we're here. Let's go find the best way in.

Max bends down to examine tire tracks.

Max: Whoa, check this out. Fresh tire tracks.

Chloe: Dude, somebody was just here.

Max: Then we need to get in that barn...

Chloe's comments

Chloe: Max, get over here before I torch this place!

Max goes around to the side of the barn and moves a metal sheet, revealing another entrance.

Max: Chloe! I found the front door! Come on!

Chloe: Oh yes! Maximus rules!

Max: God, this is way too Blair Witch... I have goose bumps all over.

Chloe: Come on, Super Max. Hey, check out this old chest!

Max: A little louder, Chloe! Jeez, that is ancient.

Chloe: Jackpot. Old shit.

Max: No, look closer.

Chloe: "Harry Aaron Prescott and family donate new library to Arcadia Bay"... "Prescott Industries celebrate grand opening"... "The Prescotts bring bomb shelter boom to town."

Max: Nice scrapbook. You search for more clues and I'll scope out the area.

Max (thinking): Yes, old Prescott clippings, but that can't be the only thing here.

Chloe's comments

Chloe: Boring... boring...

Max walks to the other side of the barn and searches the ground, revealing a hatch.

Max (thinking): Whoa, what is this? It's totally brand new. Why?

Max attaches a nearby hook to the padlock. She walks over to a platform and attempts to climb onto it.

Max: Chloe, can you give me a hand?

Chloe: Sidekick at your service! Up, up and away, Super Max.

Max: I dig having minions.

Max pulls the old motor down from the platform above her, steps onto it, and climbs to the next platform. She then rewinds until the motor is back in place, then attaches a nearby rope to it. She pulls the motor, which comes crashing down, pulling up the padlock.

Max (thinking): MaxGyver strikes again!

Max jumps back down to the ground floor and walks back over to the hatch.

Max: Damn, this is heavy...

The two girls open the hatch to reveal a staircase.

Chloe: What... is this?

Max: Jackpot. Do I even need to say how weird this is?

Chloe: You just did. Who builds this kind of place?

Max: A Prescott, of course.

Max (thinking): This bunker is so surreal.

Max enters the grayed-out numbers, 542, into the keypad.

Max: Oh yes! I thought that only worked in the movies! Open sesame.

Chloe: Stocked and ready for the apocalypse. This must have cost a fortune. Come on.

Max (thinking): Now what the hell is this...

Chloe's comments

Chloe: Everything is sketchy as fuck, but nothing about Rachel here.

Chloe: Can you imagine chilling in this room?

Max opens the cupboard to reveal rows of red binders. She takes out the binders labeled "Rachel," "Kate," and "Victoria" and puts them on the desk.

Chloe: Come on, let's see what this shit is all about.

Max: We are. Okay, a binder marked "Victoria," but it's empty...

Chloe: Look, the next one says "Kate."

Max: Oh no, Kate... No...

Chloe: God, I should have killed that bastard back there.

Max: Kate wasn't the first... All those binders are filled with other victims. Victoria has to be next. Nathan must be planning to dose her tonight at the Vortex Club party.

Chloe: Rachel... This can't be real... These are all--these are all posed shots, right? Right?

Max: Chloe. Look at her face. She's... out of it.

Chloe: Maybe--maybe Nathan paid her a shitload of cash to do this. She probably would have.

Max: I don't think so. Why is he putting her in the ground like that? Where--

Chloe: The junkyard! Max, we have to find that spot, now! Then we can see what he did... There's no way she's dead. No way! She posed for those pictures, Max. I know it, please... let's go.

Max (thinking): Oh my God... Rachel... Kate... all these files...

Junkyard[]

Max runs back to Chloe's truck and they drive to the junkyard. Chloe brings her truck to a stop, opens her door, and runs. Max follows.

Max: Chloe, slow down! Wait for me!

Chloe: I know exactly where I'm going!

Chloe runs to the corner of the junkyard near the Steve's Famous Crab sign.

Chloe: Look, this is it! This is it!

Chloe begins to dig with her hands.

Chloe: Are you going to help me, Max?

Max: Chloe, stop! Look!

Chloe: Please, no...

Max: That smell...

Chloe: Rachel... Oh, Rachel, no, no! Please, not her!

Max covers her mouth with her hands as she watches Chloe's reaction. Chloe moves a few feet away and begins to gag. Max runs over to Chloe and puts one hand on her shoulder and another hand on her back, trying to comfort her.

Max: Chloe...

Chloe: Rachel... why?!

Max: I'm sorry, Chloe. I'm so sorry...

Chloe hugs her knees to her chest, crying her heart out, and covers her face with her hand. Max, also sobbing, puts her hands on Chloe's shoulders and hugs her.

Chloe: I loved her so much... How can she be dead?! What kind of world does this?! Who does this?!

A spiritual deer watches the two crying girls from across the junkyard. Gradually, it fades away.

Parking Lot[]

Max and Chloe sit in the truck.

Chloe: I hope Nathan enjoys his last party.

Max: Chloe, we can go right to the cops. We have proof.

Chloe: Fuck the police. Rachel wanted us to find her. So we could get real justice... and revenge. The Prescotts have had this coming for a hundred years, and nobody is going to get in my way. Especially with your help... right?

Max: I'm with you to the end, Chloe. You know that.

Chloe looks down at her gun and puts it in her back pocket. They get out of the car.

Boy: Oh, shit, this is like that eclipse.

Girl: You're right. Look at the outline.

Boy: I can't tell if they're different.

Girl: There can't be two moons... that's not possible...

Max looks up at the sky to see two moons.

Max: What is that? Jesus, Chloe, look up at the sky!

Chloe: Beautiful, I don't give a shit. The world is ending, cool.

Max: You're not listening! Something major is going down!

Chloe: That's right. Nathan Prescott is going down.

Chloe and Max start to walk towards the building. Warren stops them.

Warren: Welcome to the end of the world, ladies. I'm glad you decided to escort me...

Max: You look really good, Warren. Are you all right after today?

Warren: I'm glad you stopped me... Nathan is dangerous.

Warren: I really flipped out on Nathan. I just hate bullies... and Max, he's dangerous.

Chloe: Where is he?

Warren: I didn't see him at the dorm again. I was holed up in my room.

Max: Dude, have you been drinking?

Warren: Well, if you consider half a beer "drinking"...

Chloe: Let's go, Max.

Warren: Hey, hey... I know this is a bad time, but can I get one picture? I've been feeling like this might be actually the end of the world, so... I want to have something for prosperity.

Max: Well... I don't blame you, Warren.

Warren: I know, I know, I'm a pain in the booty. Just one picture. Uh...

Max: Action.

Warren uses Max's camera to take a polaroid of the two of them together.

Chloe: We got no time for this shit. Come on, Max.

Warren: Sorry... I just wanted to feel like a normal student after this week's ultraviolence. I never hit anybody like that before... I was always the one getting my ass kicked.

Max: Hey, we still need your expert help. If you see Nathan, text me immediately, okay? And do not let him see you.

Warren: He won't. I know how to be invisible here...

Max: Not to me, Warren. Text soon.

Swimming Pool - Party[]

Max (thinking): Okay, Chloe, where the hell are you?

Conversation with Stella[]

(If Max initiates the conversation)

Max: Hi, Stella.

Stella: Hey, Max, welcome to the "End of the World." Do you want me to check anything in?

Max: No, thanks, Stella. Have you seen Nathan yet?

Stella: No, thank God. That boy creeps me out... Wait, some girl just asked about Nathan before you came in.

Max: Why does Nathan creep you out? He should. I just want your reasons. Stella: He's a bully for one thing and he hit Warren for another... But have you ever looked at his eyes? Glazed and raging. Me no like.

Max: What girl? Stella: She had blue hair, dressed like a punk... I've seen her putting up those Rachel Amber posters. I'm stuck here, so I'm sorry I can't help you.

Max: So why are you working at a Vortex Club party? I didn't think you wanted to be a member.

Stella: Screw that. I'm here for the job.

Max: Who hired you? Stella: Mr. Jefferson asked me because he knows I don't have a lot of money, even with my job and scholarship. I'm not cool enough for this school.

Max: Do you notice anything unusual about the Vortex Club tonight? Stella: Yeah, I notice they don't give a shit about Kate Marsh. I'm glad for the job, but I think Principal Wells should have canceled the party. Guess I'm not cool enough.

Max: Yes, you are, Stella. You're smart, honest, and you bust your ass for Blackwell. I hope everything turns out your way in the end.

Stella: Awww, thank you, Max. I really appreciate that. Hey, your face looks so intense... are you okay?

Max: Um, no, I'm actually not okay. I... I just need to find Nathan. And don't get too close if you see him.

Stella: Hell no. This is homework, not a party. I'll text you if I spy him. Good luck.

Max walks through the curtains and enters the party.

Max (thinking): We need to find Nathan and take him down.

Optional Conversation with Daniel[]

Only available if Max convinced Daniel to attend the party.

Max: Hi, Daniel.

Daniel: Yes! Max makes an entrance! I only came to the party because of you!

Max: I'm glad to see you out and about. By the way, have you seen Nathan Prescott tonight?

Daniel: No, I've been hanging with Brooke since I got here. Max, are you okay? Your face looks so... serious.

Max: I know. I'm not in party mode tonight.
Daniel: You look like you're on a secret mission...

Max: It's nothing. Just residue from all the Blackwell drama...
Daniel: It seems like it never ends, huh?

Max: This is where it's going to end... for Rachel's sake.

Daniel: Oh, Max. You need a Blackwell break. I'm taking Brooke to a Miyazaki show in Portland if you want to come along... the more the merrier!

Daniel: Well, if you want to hang out with Brooke and me, we're here for you.

Max: Thanks, Daniel. I have to stay on my mission now. I hope you stay on yours and become a great artist.

Daniel: Well, I'll be celebrating someday in a museum, Max. Adios.

Optional Conversation with Brooke[]

Max: Hello, Brooke.

Brooke: Max, I didn't expect to see you at a Vortex Club party.

Max: I didn't expect that either, but I really need to find Nathan. Have you...

Brooke: No, I haven't seen him. And I'm not looking for him, so I most likely won't tonight. I just hate that scrub... and his club.

Max: You're not the only one. Maybe this party will be the "End Of The Vortex Club"...
Brooke: Then I don't have to pretend like I care anymore.

Max: So why are you here tonight?
Brooke: No homework. Boredom. Waiting.

Max: Have you seen Warren tonight?

(Daniel attended the party)
(Daniel didn't attend the party)
(Daniel attended the party)

Brooke: No, I was talking to Daniel... he asked me to go with him to the Portland Art Museum this weekend...
Max: Oh, that is so sweet. I bet Daniel will be a great museum guide...
Brooke: I'm more into science than art, but what kind of a selfish fangirl would miss a Miyazaki exhibition?

(Daniel didn't attend the party)

Brooke: Why? You're the one going out with him.
Max: Brooke, enough. I'm sorry Warren asked me to the movies, but you don't need to give me an attitude. I'd like to think I'm your friend.
Brooke: I know... I get salty when things don't go my way. I'm selfish, while you go on a roof to help save your friend.

(Daniel attended the party)
(Daniel didn't attend the party)
(Daniel attended the party)

Brooke: No, but we're going to map out our drive-in date later. I was just talking to Daniel about a road trip next week to the Portland Art Museum.
Max: Oh, that is so cool. He needs a friend. I bet Daniel will be a great museum guide...
Brooke: I'm more into science than art, but what kind of a selfish fangirl would miss a Miyazaki exhibition?

(Daniel didn't attend the party)

Brooke: I will. He left already, but we're going to map out our drive-in date later. Warren wants to go to dinner first, so that'll be fun. Is that cool with you, Max?
Max: Yes, it's great. Brooke, I'm happy for you. And Warren. I'd like to see you happy instead of waiting.
Brooke: Thanks, Max. Though I feel selfish talking about a boy, considering Kate and the Arcadia Bay eco-meltdown...

Max: You're not selfish, Brooke. You're just trying to live your life without all this bullshit. Like all of us here...

Brooke: You seem so wise and... kind of invincible this week. I think that snow and eclipse gave you superpowers. Check to see if you can fly.

Max: Only with your drone. By the way, did you see that crazy double moon out there earlier?
Brooke: Max, if I saw a double moon out there, I would assume it really was the end of the world.

Max: I don't think having superpowers would make my life easier... with great power comes great bullshit.
Brooke: I don't know. It would be pretty kick-ass to battle supervillains over Arcadia Bay...

Max: Well, the night is still young, Brooke.

Brooke: And so are we, Max. So let's plan a drone date next week.

Optional Conversation with Luke[]

Max: Luke, I almost didn't see you.

Luke: Max, you're the only person I don't mind seeing right now.

Max: I was looking for Nathan...

Luke: I've avoided almost everybody here tonight. Uh, why are you looking for Nathan?

Max: No big deal.
Luke: Really? You look pretty fucking intense. Is Nathan bothering you?

Max: I wanted to make sure he's not going to... do anything tonight.
Luke: Like what happened to Kate...

Luke: Oh wait, I did see Nathan today, nursing a busted face. I had dreams that somebody finally kicked his ass...
Max: Luke, sometimes dreams come true. Warren gave him an epic beatdown.

Luke: I have dreams that somebody finally kicks his ass one day.
Max: Luke, sometimes dreams come true. Today I saw Warren give Nathan an epic headbutt.

Luke: Yes! Give it up for brother Warren! Now all we have to do is drive all these goddamn Prescott vampires out of town.

Max: I think Sean Prescott wants to drive all of us out of town... or into Pan Estates.
Luke: I met him once at a Bigfoots game... mean fucking bastard. Oh man, he explains Nathan.

Max: That will be hard to do when the Prescotts own the town... and the Vortex Club.
Luke: I call it the "Vortex Cult." Look at this crap... dress code? VIP section? Elitist bullshit.

Max: Preach it, brother Luke. Okay, I have to get going. Thanks for seeing me...

Luke: No, thank you. For helping Kate. And for keeping it real. Peace out.

Optional Conversation with Alyssa[]

Max: Alyssa, incoming!

Alyssa: Again? Whoa! That was too close. Thanks, Max! I wish you had been around earlier this week...

Alyssa: I'm on it. Whoa! Of course, you stepped up to protect me from another humiliating moment like yesterday. Thank you, Max.

Alyssa: I'm on it. Whoa! Of course, my object angel has stepped up every single time to protect me from the cruel world. Thank you again, Mystic Max!

Max: Oh, shit, Alyssa! Are you okay?

Alyssa: Yes, I just got tagged by a water weenie and fell in the pool. I'm "Queen of the World"... And you're always nearby when I'm targeted. Maybe you could warn me one of these days, Max.

Alyssa: Yes, I just got tagged by a water weenie and fell in the pool. I'm great. I guess I can't expect you to warn me like you did last time.

Alyssa: Yes, I just got tagged by a water weenie and fell in the pool. I'm groovy. Of course, this is the one time you didn't warn me, Max.

Alyssa: I'm surprised to see you here.

Or, if Max previously spoke to Alyssa but didn't exhaust all dialogue options:

Max: Yes, I'm back.

Alyssa: You scared me for a sec. I was ready to duck. Didn't think you'd come back.

Max: I'm surprised to see anybody here, considering that Kate just killed herself in front of everybody.
Alyssa: I know. I only came because Warren was coming and I needed something else to vent about. This party is such a tribute to Kate's spirit.

Max: I'm surprised that Blackwell is having a party after Kate almost jumped off a roof. I guess people are happy that Kate is "okay" now and they can party again...
Alyssa: I'm just happy she's drawing again. She seems much better and her mother is being so supportive for a change... Kate deserves that.

Max: I saw that the video got taken down, so I hope nobody posts it anywhere else... or is that naive?
Alyssa: Look how fast people here forgot about Kate. They'll find some new Blackwell drama and forget about her video... So it goes.

Max: Kate deserves revenge. We have to make sure this doesn't happen to anybody else at Blackwell...
Alyssa: I can tell you know some serious shit by your face. You don't have to tell me now, but please let me know if I can help. Like you helped me.

Max: Alyssa, I have to find Nathan. Have you seen him?
Alyssa: I really don't know, but surely in the VIP section... like it's a New York club.
Max: Thanks, Alyssa. Watch out for yourself.
Alyssa: Why, when I have Max Caulfield at my side? Good luck.

Max automatically leaves the conversation.

Max: Look at this... I'm at my first and only Vortex Club party.
Alyssa: I know. This week was so shitty that I just wanted to be around a bunch of people trying to have a good time... even if I hate most of them.

Victoria.
Rachel.
Victoria.

Max: Victoria doesn't seem to hassle you like she does me or... Kate.
Alyssa: She must know I'd punch her in the face. I probably should, just for Vortex Club posterity...

Rachel.

Max: I think Rachel Amber would agree...
Alyssa: I didn't know her, but I hope she's safe and sound.
Max: Uh... yeah. I'll talk to you later, Alyssa.
Alyssa: Max, you look kind of tense. Maybe you should go crash. You had a tough week too with Kate... plus having to save my ass all the time.

Only available if Max warned Alyssa in every episode.
Max: I'm so glad I could warn you about all those sneak attacks.
Alyssa: You kinda are a superhero. You always choose to help me. It reminds me of the only poem I can quote, by Robert Frost.

Max: I could use one moment of poetry right now.
Alyssa: Okay, but this is like poet karaoke, so don't cringe: "I shall be telling this with a sigh. Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I... I took the one less traveled by. And that has made all the difference."
Max: That was beautiful, Alyssa. And it's exactly what I needed to hear.
Alyssa: Thanks for not cringing. And thanks for watching my back. Blackwell would be so much cooler if we all did that for everybody else... but you're a great start, Max.
Max automatically leaves the conversation.

Max: I wish I had time to hear it... Promise you'll tell me if... next time we meet.
Alyssa: That sounded ominous. But I promise. Be careful out there, Max.
Max automatically leaves the conversation.

Max: No doubt, but I actually have to go now. Talk to you later, Alyssa.

Optional Conversation with Justin[]

Justin: Yo, "Maximum Overdrive." About time you got here to save this lame rave... Wanna get ripped?

Max: You look pretty ripped already, Justin. And not happy. Why did you even come tonight?

Justin: Where else could I go in Arcadia Bay on a Thursday night? Besides, Dana is here... just not with me. So yes, this party sucks.

Max: Rachel Amber won't be coming either.
Justin: Damn, I was thinking about Rachel and Chloe tonight... If they showed up together right now, shit would end. Rachel could always shut Victoria down.
Max: Good for Rachel. I wish I could have seen that...

Max: Speaking of... have you seen Nathan?
Justin: Oh, he should be freaking out in the VIP lounge with that Whore-tex Club. Fucking hate those snobby douchebags... especially Nathan. That dude is gonna go on a rampage soon.
Max: You might be right. So stay away from him tonight, okay? Spread the word.

Max: You're obviously not cool with Trevor dating Dana.
Justin: I tried to front like I was, but when I saw them together, I came over to cry like a little bitch.
Max: No, it's more like somebody who's in pain. I'm sorry, Justin. But you're a cool, considerate guy and you're going to find somebody just as cool, minus the drama.

Justin: Max, I know I'm twisted, but your face looks so fucking intense. And your voice sounds... different. You okay? How about a quick dab?

Max: Uh, no. I—I'm cool, Justin. And I have to get going. Maybe you should go chill somewhere else.

Justin: Fucking A, Maximus! You're right. I'm only torturing myself here. Plus I'm too loaded... It's time to get my board and grind.

Conversation with Sarah[]

Max: Excuse me, but I’m going in.

Sarah: Sorry, but this is the VIP section. Members only. Mmm-kay?

Max: Sorry, but I’m on the list. Mmm-kay?
Sarah: I know that Max Caulfield is not on any list for the Vortex Club. Nice try.

Max: I don’t give a shit about being a member. I just want to talk to Nathan…
Sarah: Victoria specifically told me not to let you in. Nice try. Too bad you're not a member.

Max: Listen…

Sarah: No, you listen. Courtney is supposed to be the VIP gatekeeper, not me. So please go.

Conversation with Courtney[]

Max: Hey, Courtney, how are you?

Courtney: Max! Our guest star arrives fashionably late! Say “Bonsoir” to the “End of the World”! Even though you flaked on my party make-over...You still get special access to the Vortex Club VIP lounge…
Max: You better let your minion know since she won't let me pass.
Courtney: Oh, that little asshole just made her last mistake. She thinks she’s Victoria. Buh bye. Now, let’s go make an official VIP entrance, Max Factor! Get it… ?
Courtney: Hey Sarah, do you know that I personally put Max’s name on the list? So you like, decide to block her from coming in while I’m taking a break? You’re not in charge here.
Sarah: Wait, I just... I…
Courtney: Oh my God, you’re done. And you’re off the list, permanently. Welcome to the Vortex Club.

Courtney: What is Max Caulfield doing at a Vortex Club party? It really must be the end of the world… get it? But seriously, like, what do you want?
Max: I didn't want to be alone tonight after this week, so I'm even on the guest list. But "Zuul the Gatekeeper" won't let me pass.
Courtney: You got on the list? That’s very…unlikely but let’s check it out. Follow me…
Courtney: Sarah, our friend Max here claims she’s on the list. Just for shits and giggles, let’s see.
Courtney: No way…
Max: Yes, way. That’s my name right there...
Courtney: Oh. My. God. Do you think I’m that dumb, Max? That’s not even my handwriting and I’m in charge of the list! Victoria is right, you are so fucking weird! Well, this is the closest you will ever get to the Vortex Club again. Promise. Yes, you can leave now, Max. The party’s over.

Courtney: What is Max Caulfield doing at a Vortex Club party? It really must be the end of the world… get it? But seriously, like, what do you want?
Max: I didn't want to be alone tonight after this week… so I thought it'd be nice to hang out in the VIP section.
Courtney: Yes, it is very nice. If you're in the Vortex Club, which you're not and will never be. So, excuse me...

Optional Conversation with Hayden[]

Max: What's up, Hayden?

Hayden: Look, up in the sky—it's Super Max, here to save the party!
Max: Have you seen Nathan?

Hayden: Oh, hey, Max... I didn't think you'd actually come tonight...
Max: Well, I didn't think anybody would want to party after Kate Marsh killed herself this week... Have you seen Nathan?

Hayden: I just vaped some dank OG bud, so I can barely see you... or these hotties next to me. You want a hit?

Max: No, I want to find Nathan.
Hayden: Me too. He's supposed to be bringing some special party favors... I hope... at the party... you actually plan to party at the party.

Max: No, thanks.
Hayden: Come on, come on, I would kill to see you baked. Get that stick out of your ass. You need to get high more than anybody I know... next to me.

Max: Not this week. So, has anybody here seen Nathan?

Hayden: I guess you have to go ask everybody here... or you can sit down and take a quick hit.

Max: Hayden, does Sean Prescott pay for the Vortex Club parties?
Hayden: What doesn't he pay for? The Prescotts shit money. How else could we afford DJ Doomsday to spin?
Max: The Prescott family is literally making you dance...

Max: What about Victoria?
Hayden: God, go ask her yourself. I would, but like I said... I'm fucking ripped.
Max: Maybe you better take it easy tonight.

Hayden: Whatever. I'm in this world to have fun... try it sometime, Max. I finally get you and Dana to come out to a Vortex Club party, but you just want to lecture me... Gee, thanks, "Mr. Madsen."

Max: How much fun did Kate have at your last party? Listen, Hayden... just watch out for Nathan tonight.

Hayden: I think that's your job, Max. Come back when you're ready to have fun...

Optional Conversation with Taylor[]

Taylor: Max! Look at you go, girl!
Max: Taylor, have you seen Nathan yet?
Taylor: No... that's fine by me. He's been getting like too buggy... and kind of scary. Victoria might know...

Nathan.
Victoria.
Nathan.

Max: How has Nathan been scary?

Taylor: I've always thought he was a creeper. Fun, but...you can tell he doesn't give a shit about anybody.
Victoria.

Max: What does Victoria say about that?
Taylor: She blows it off, but Vic is close with Nathan. They're more like brother-sister. Or something...She really cares about him.

Max: Is this why you want to be in the Vortex Club?
Taylor: No, Max. I'm like far from home at a great school. I want to learn things, make friends and party...but when Kate was on the roof, I knew I had gone too far...

Kate was dosed.
Why come?
Kate was dosed.

Max: Kate was dosed at the last Vortex Club party by Nathan, so you should avoid any drink here tonight.
Taylor: Trust me, I won't even drink my own water when Nathan is around now. He's a pharmacy simulator.

Why come?

Max: Why did you come tonight? Membership dues?
Taylor: Don't laugh, but I had a weird vibe this might actually be the last Vortex Club party...End Of The World, right?

Max: I do have to go now. Look out for yourself, Taylor. And give my best to your mom.

Taylor: Oh, thanks, Max. She's doing great after her surgery. I'm glad to know you're looking out for us too...

Taylor: Oh my God. Max. Seriously? What are you doing here?
Max: Taylor, have you seen Nathan yet?
Taylor: If I did, it's none of your business. This is a VIP area, so you should get back to the bleachers.

Keep dancing.
Eat shit.
Keep dancing.

Max: Just keep on dancing for Victoria, Taylor. And stay away from Nathan.
Taylor: Like, thanks for your concern.

Eat shit.

Max: Eat shit, Taylor. Enjoy the end of the world.
Taylor: Okay, like, maybe I will. Uh...

Optional Conversation with Logan[]

Max: Logan, can I talk to you for a second?

Logan: Max, all right! I'll talk after you shake that booty for me!

Max: Uh, no. Have you seen Nathan?

Logan: I can't even get Victoria or Taylor to twerk... and you want to hang with Nathan? Why?

Max: Business.
Logan: You should talk to his dad then. Bro has got more money than God... and he spends it on the Vortex Club, not the losers over there in the cheap seats.

Max: None of your business.
Logan: Whoa, Max is dropping serious attitude on the dance floor!

Max: Logan, this is a swimming pool. In other words, you haven't seen Nathan.

Logan: Ask Victoria, she always knows where he is. Why don't you ever want to see me, Max? You're so cute and we never really talk...

Only available if Max saw Dana's pregnancy test in Episode 1.
Max: Logan, you're such a dick. You bailed on Dana when she was pregnant, right when she needed you most. Now you're trying to mack on me? Are you proud of yourself?
Logan: Bro, you are giving me the full body tackle... I already feel like an ass for flaking on Dana. How can I be an un-dick now?
Max: You could start by not trying to sex up every female in front of you. The rest is your choice... Use it well, bro.
Max: Oh, and don't ever touch Daniel DaCosta again. You will regret it. Now excuse me.

Max: Talk about what?
Logan: The next Bigfoots game. We could go out to the field, I could show you some moves... give you a touchdown...
Max: Logan, don't make me hurt you.

Logan: Damn, that was way more exciting than a dance... Catch ya later, Max!

Optional Conversation with Dana[]

Dana: Yay, Max! I can't believe you showed up! Why didn't you tell me? We could have dressed up together!

Max: As you can tell by my outfit, I was in a hurry... Dana, have you seen Nathan around?

Dana: Hell no, I've been dancing with Trevor. Come on and dance with us! Look at Trevor trying to bust a move!

Max: You guys look really happy together...
Dana: I think we are. He's so different than Logan. We actually talk about life... And he knows how to be safe.

Max: How is the "End Of The World" going?
Dana: Great! This has been the worst fucking week of my life, so I needed to act like a carefree student tonight...For Kate...

Max: I hear you, Dana. But I want you to avoid Nathan if you see him, okay?

Dana: I will if I want to have fun... I still feel sorry for him. He needs help, but not from his family...

Max: What do you know about his dad, Sean Prescott?
Dana: Uh, rich. And rich. And a dickhead, according to Nathan. The Prescotts can't buy a happy family... or a happy club.

Max: The Vortex Club is also enabling him.
Dana: I know... Juliet wrote a story describing it like a cult and I'm starting to think she was right... It's not fun anymore.

Max: Sounds like you're ready for a change.

Dana: I don't need any club to be cool or have friends. Look at you...Plus I like hanging with Trevor and his skater friends. No drama!

Max: That sounds like a plan, Dana. I'm glad Trevor is with you tonight.

Dana: Thanks. The boy cannot dance, though... look at that!

Conversation with Victoria[]

Victoria: Sorry, Max. Vortex Club members only.

Max: Sorry, I’m on the guest list.

Victoria: I’m taking you off.

Max: Go fuck your selfie, Victoria. I don't have time for this bullshit.

Victoria: Real cute, Max. And after I apologized to you the other day...

Victoria: Real cute, Max. You still pissed about me taking your picture?

Max: Do you even have a clue what's going on at Blackwell?

Max: Kate Marsh killed herself in front of you and me... everybody here!

Max: Kate Marsh tried to kill herself in front of you and me... everybody here!

Victoria: That's not my fault, Max. Don't you even try to blame me!

Max: Oh, I will. You didn't help Kate at that party. You knew she was totally wasted. Then you sent the video to everybody, just to twist the knife.
Victoria: Wow. Are you kidding me? I didn't make her drink that wine! Nobody pushed her tongue into everybody's mouth. I watched her, Max.
Max: Then shame on you. And you know Kate was dosed, no matter how much you deny it. That's why she ended up on that roof... and you made sure to take one last video of her, right?

(Kate died)
(Kate lived)
(Kate died)

Victoria: I deleted that video from my phone, Max. I didn't know what to do, okay? Sorry.

(Kate lived)

Victoria: I deleted that video from my phone, Max.

Max: I bet that comforts Kate's family... I don't even know how you sleep at night.
Victoria: I'm not perfect, okay? I'm a teenager at an art school. I'm only here to become a photographer and get famous.

Max: I blame Nathan for dosing Kate, but nobody at that party even cared that she was so wasted.
Victoria: It's a fucking party, everybody is wasted! What do you want from me?
Max: Some humanity, Victoria.

(Nathan was suspended)
(Max was suspended)
(No one was suspended)
(Nathan was suspended)

Victoria: Well, you got Nathan busted out of Blackwell, so you should be happy. And I'm the only person here who cares what Nathan is going through.

(Max was suspended)

Victoria: You're the one who got suspended, Max. And I'm the only person here who cares what Nathan is going through! So I'm not the only problem child here.

(No one was suspended)

Victoria: I'm the only person here who cares what Nathan is going through...I'm not the only problem child at Blackwell.

Max: This is bigger than a problem child.
Victoria: I'm not perfect, okay? I'm a teenager at an art school. I'm only here to become a photographer and get famous.

Max: I don't blame you, Victoria, but you know Kate had a church group and that she didn't party. So why did you send out that video?
Victoria: Oh God... I swear we weren't even going to do it. Then we had some wine and got stupid.
Max: More than stupid. It's mean... hateful. Kate never did anything to you. And that didn't stop you from taking one last video of her on the roof.

(Kate died)
(Kate lived)
(Kate died)

Victoria: I deleted that from my phone. Max, I saw Kate Marsh die... I swear it didn't feel real to me. I kept thinking, "Did I cause this? Did I?" I've felt like shit ever since.
Max: I believe you, Victoria. But I don't understand you...

(Kate lived)

Victoria: I deleted that from my phone. Maybe I'm not her friend, but I didn't get off on Kate attempting suicide. I'm not evil, Max.

(Max saw the postcard)
(Max didn't see the postcard)
(Max saw the postcard)

Max: I believe you, Victoria. I saw the nice postcard you sent to Kate. But I don't understand you.

(Max didn't see the postcard)

Max: I believe you, Victoria. But I don't understand you...

Victoria: That makes both of us, Max. I always feel like I have to overcompensate. For what, I have no clue. I'm only here to become a photographer, not president.

Max: You have talent, Victoria. You don't have to push people out of your way.
Victoria: You don't understand. My parents own a gallery. I know how this art game has to be played... it's brutal.

(Blamed Jefferson)
(Didn't blame Jefferson)
(Blamed Jefferson)

Max: No, it's art. You don't have to play their way. Look at me, I got the judge of the contest suspended.

(Didn't blame Jefferson)

Max: No, it's art. You don't have to play their way. Mr. Jefferson doesn't talk that way and he's famous.

(Comforted Victoria)
(Made fun of Victoria)
(Comforted Victoria)

Victoria: On point, Max... Thanks for admitting again that I have some talent. Not that I think I always do.
Max: I don't either, but that's the choice you make.

(Made fun of Victoria)

Victoria: Yeah, Mr. Jefferson probably won't be choosing my photo. I'm not as talented as I thought.
Max: Yes, you are. But we shouldn't have to choose between talent and kindness. I hope.

Victoria: Hard to believe, but I don't always make the best choices. Do you think it's, like, fate we're not supposed to be friends?

Max: Is that what you were trying to tell Mr. Jefferson last night?
Victoria: You saw me talking to him?
Max: Saw... and heard.
Victoria: We were just talking about how excited he is for the "Everyday Heroes" contest. That doesn't mean I'm going to win or anything.
Max: I hope you win fair.
Victoria: We'll see...And Max, I know you don't like me either, so it's not like we have to be friends or anything.

Max: Your photographs suck, Victoria. You make fun of my selfies, but most of your photos are basically headshots. I don't think Richard Avedon has anything to worry about.
Victoria: Oh, you did not just say that. I can't wait to see you choke when Mr. Jefferson selects my incredible photo for the "Everyday Heroes" contest.
Max: Uh, yeah, I saw you try to blackmail Mr. Jefferson last night because you're so incredible. That was so pathetic, Victoria.

(Blamed Jefferson)
(Didn't blame Jefferson)
(Blamed Jefferson)

Victoria: Uh... no, creeper. We were talking about the contest. And you're just jealous again because you got Mr. Jefferson kicked out of going to San Francisco. Like he cares about you.

(Didn't blame Jefferson)

Victoria: Uh... no, creeper. We were talking about the contest. You didn't even enter a picture, so stop acting like you care.

Max: Like Mr. Jefferson gives a shit about you either. I mean, have you ever even watched his body language when you try to cuddle up to him? Sad face.
Victoria: Ha ha.
Victoria: By the way, nobody says we have to be friends, Max.

Max: Maybe, but who says we have to be enemies?
Victoria: Whoever makes that decision.
Max: That would be us, Victoria.
Victoria: Well, Max Caulfield, I could always choose to let you in the Vortex Club...
Max: I don't think that's gonna happen... but not for the reasons you think.
Victoria: Oh, you look so serious...

Only available if Max has been very friendly to Victoria.
Max: Why the hell not? We're both into art and photography, both kind of weird and pretentious. If we hung out without attitude, we'd get along fine.
Victoria: I almost asked you to hang out. You said my photos were "Avedon-esque." Then I remembered who I was...
Max: You should have asked me. It would have been cool to compare photo notes.
Victoria: Maybe we're too much alike...
Max: You might be right.
Victoria: Well, Max Caulfield, there's still time for you to get in the Vortex Club...
Max: I actually hope so, Victoria.
Victoria: Why do you say it like that?

Max: Good. I have real friends, I wouldn't want a fake one.

(Comforted Victoria)
(Made fun of Victoria)
(Comforted Victoria)

Victoria: Oh, right. You're the faker, acting like you cared when I was covered in that paint.
Max: Who do you think set up the paint can to fall? It wasn't Samuel, dumbass.

(Made fun of Victoria)

Victoria: You try to act like all shy and humble... You took a picture of me covered in paint!
Max: Who do you think set up the paint can to fall? It wasn't Samuel, dumbass. And you trashed my room after, so stop whining.

Victoria: You did that? You bitch. You could have killed me with that fucking can. I almost got that freak, Samuel, fired!
Max: And that would have been bad. You're right, Victoria... for once.
Victoria: You actually think you're better than me. No fucking way.
Max: Guess I'll never be a member of the Vortex Club...
Victoria: No, bitch. You won't.

(Victoria believes Max)
(Victoria doesn't believe Max)
(Victoria believes Max)

Victoria will believe Max's warning if she comforted her in episode 1 and the "No need" dialogue option above was not selected.
Max: Victoria, listen to me... your life is in serious danger. I know Nathan is your friend, but he is truly unstable and dangerous. He did drug Kate at that party so he could take her some place... dark.
Victoria: What? Nice try, Max. But I don’t believe you. And why would he do that?
Max: That I don't know yet. But it was enough to make Kate want to die... And I think you're next.
Victoria: Max, that is crazy. Nathan is like one of my best friends. Yes, he takes serious meds, but that's not his fault. His family treats him like a total freak, just because he has little meltdowns.
Max: They’re not little anymore. They’re deadly. I don’t care if you hate me or not, but you have to believe me.
Victoria: You could have been a major bitch to me when I got hit with that paint... and I deserved it.
Victoria: Max, I don't hate you... I actually think you're one of the coolest people at Blackwell... Weird, but cool. You just don't know it yet. Maybe I'm jealous because you don't give a shit what anybody thinks. And I do.
Victoria: To be honest, Nathan has been freaking me out lately... He’s not here and I haven’t seen him.
Max: Just make sure you stay away from him and stick close to your friends tonight, okay?
Victoria: I'll let you boss me around this one time. And I have other people I can go to for protection. Thanks for telling me this, Max. If what you said is true... then you be careful, too.
Max: I’ve got my own protection.
Victoria: Um, text me if you need anything...
Max: I will. Thanks, Victoria.
Victoria: Au revoir.

(Victoria doesn't believe Max)

Victoria will not believe Max's warning if she made fun of her in episode 1, or if she comforted her and the "No need" dialogue option above was selected.
Max: Victoria, enough of this high school bullshit. We're adults now. So listen to me, your life is in serious danger. I know you're close to Nathan... but he is truly unstable and dangerous. He did drug Kate at that party so he could take her some place... dark.
Victoria: Oh my God... and I'm the drama queen?
Max: Touché. But I am not fucking around here.
Victoria: Sorry, but no, no way. Nathan is like one of my best friends. Yes, he takes serious meds but that's not his fault. His family treats him like a total freak, just because he has little meltdowns.
Max: They’re not little anymore. They’re deadly. I don’t care if you hate me or not, but you have to believe me.
Victoria: I don't believe anything you say. You're full of shit. "Oh, hi, I'm Max Caulfield and I'm so sensitive that butterflies make me cry."
Max: Now will you listen?
Victoria: No, I won’t.
Victoria: You're just pissed because you didn't enter a photo in the contest, and that Mr. Jefferson is going to pick me. A real artist would have busted ass to win... but you just want to take your little retro-selfies. That is so fucking lame and lazy, Max. Just go find a community college.
Max: Oh, Victoria, please don't do this. Especially after what happened with Kate... Can't you see I'm serious?
Victoria: That's your problem, Max. This is a party. And it's the "end of the world," so I am going to get so wasted even you won't bother me anymore. I'll let Nathan know if he finally shows up. Adios.
Max: Au revoir…

(Victoria is friendly)
(Victoria is hostile)
(Victoria is friendly)

Max: Oh, um... no reason. I'm glad we finally had a talk, Victoria. I see where you're coming from now.
Victoria: I don't blame you for not caring. I totally know I'm a mean bitch... Too much residue from my other school cliques. We are supposed to be adults, right?
Max: That's what they tell us... Speaking of, have you seen Nathan?
Victoria: Nathan Prescott? Why do you want to know that?
Max: Oh, Principal Wells wanted to see us Monday. No big deal.
Victoria: I hope he doesn't give you any shit. Actually, I haven't seen Nathan tonight. I swear.
Max: Au revoir…

(Victoria is hostile)

Max: Never mind. It was good talking to you, Victoria. As usual.
Victoria: Eat a dick, Max. You're just jealous of me because I actually do the things you can't. I put my photographs out there, while you hide behind your lame retro-selfies.
Max: At least tell me where Nathan is.
Victoria: Uh, why do you want to know?
Max: Principal Wells wanted to see us Monday. It's no big deal.
Victoria: Then why ask me? I haven’t even seen him tonight. Adios.
Max: Au revoir…

Max (thinking): Should I have warned Victoria about Nathan? She might be evil, but...

Max (thinking): Okay, I tried... She's not gonna believe me over her Vortex Club partner…

Max (thinking): Maybe there's hope yet for Victoria and me... I'm glad I warned her. I hope she's okay.

Conversation with Chloe[]

Chloe enters through a door in the back of the VIP area and waits for Max.

Max: There you are. Chloe, Nathan isn't here. Nobody has seen him tonight.

Chloe: He’s definitely not upstairs or in the lockers.

Max: Damn, maybe he's hiding in his dorm.

Chloe: Then let’s bail. Nathan can’t hide anymore.

Max and Chloe start to walk towards the exit. Mr. Jefferson blocks them.

Mr. Jefferson: So you made it, Max.

Max: Oh, hey, Mr. Jefferson...

Mr. Jefferson: Um... are you both okay? You look like you're on a mission...

Max: Oh, I was just looking for Nathan.

Mr. Jefferson: Aha. I didn't know you were pals with him. I haven't seen him since this afternoon... He seemed pretty upset. I think he's still quite upset over the whole Kate situation.

Max: Yeah, that makes sense.

Mr. Jefferson: Let's talk later, Max. I have to announce the winner of the contest. I do wish you would have entered. You have to build up that résumé and portfolio, but I know you will.

Max: Thanks, I hope so.

Mr. Jefferson: Okay, excuse me. I’m almost on...

Chloe: Let’s get the hell out of here, Max.

Chloe puts her hand on Max's back and they leave the VIP area. Mr. Jefferson walks over to the DJ booth and takes the microphone.

"Everyday Heroes" Contest[]

Mr. Jefferson: Okay, everybody calm down. Thank you, thank you... I appreciate it. I don't want to get in the way of the party, but it's time to announce the winner of the "Everyday Heroes" contest.

Max stops to watch. Chloe, annoyed, grabs Max's wrist and unsuccessfully tries to pull her towards the exit.

Mr. Jefferson: Before I do, I want to thank everybody who entered their photograph... and everybody who thought about entering. Now, this is the most important step in being an artist—sharing your work with the world. All of you represent Blackwell Academy, and everything our school stands for. As far as I'm concerned, you're all "Everyday Heroes"! The envelope, please... And the winner is… Oh my, what a shocker... Victoria Chase!

Victoria: Oh my God!

Victoria takes the microphone from Mr. Jefferson.

Victoria: Thank you so much, Mr. Jefferson. It was your incredible photography that brought me to Blackwell and I hope I can live up to your name... and fame. I also want to thank all the students for being so dedicated in their pursuit.

Victoria: And I'd like to dedicate this prize to the memory of Kate Marsh... She was the real "everyday hero" of Blackwell...

Victoria: And I'd like to dedicate this prize to Kate Marsh... She is the real "everyday hero" of Blackwell. And I can't wait for her to come back.

Victoria: Thank you.

Stella: You suck, Victoria!

Max: Victoria won. Big surprise. I can't believe she blackmailed Jefferson... Well... yes, I can.

Chloe: Who fucking cares? Rachel is still dead. And I want Nathan's punk ass... now!

Max: Me too. Let’s go check out the dormitories.

Max and Chloe leave the party. Once outside, Chloe gets a text from Nathan that says:
glad you got one last look at rachel
nobody will ever find her again after im done

Chloe: Oh Christ, Nathan just texted me... He says there won't be any evidence left after he's done.

Max: Shit, we have to go to the junkyard right now!

Max and Chloe run to the truck. The scene fades out on the two moons, one of which is disappearing.

Junkyard - Evening[]

The scene fades in on a puddle that reflects just one moon in the sky. Chloe stomps across it.

Max: Stop stomping around, Chloe!

Chloe: Right. Just get ready to use your rewind fast if Nathan tries to jump us.

(If Max sees the rat in Chloe's hideout)

Max: What the hell... Oh, gross!

Idle Comments

Chloe: Rachel, I will get your revenge... I swear...

Chloe: Come on, come on. Nathan needs to die now...
Max: For God’s sake, Chloe, you have to be quiet! We could die, okay?

Chloe: Are you looking for something back there? Catch up!

Near the spot where Rachel is buried, there is a point which triggers the following cutscene. How it starts depends on who gets to this point first.

Chloe runs toward the spot where Rachel is buried.
Chloe: Max, please hurry!

Max approaches the spot where Rachel is buried. She looks at it, then beckons Chloe, who runs over.
Max: Chloe, come over here, quick!

They remove some of the earth covering Rachel's body.

Chloe: Oh God, Max, look... she's still there.

Max stands and slowly starts to back away.

Max: Don’t look, Chloe…

Someone appears behind Max and sticks a syringe in the back of her neck.

Max: Oh no…

Max falls to the ground. She unsuccessfully tries to use her rewind power.

Max: Chloe! Look out!

Chloe jumps up and turns around, grabbing the gun from her back pocket.

Chloe: What the fuck? ^[1]

Chloe is immediately shot in the head and killed. Max watches her fall to the ground in slow motion.

Max: Chloe…

The killer slowly walks over to Max. She looks up to see Mr. Jefferson looming over her.

END OF EPISODE 4: DARK ROOM

Footnotes[]

↑ In the Remastered Edition, before the May 3, 2023 patch, this line would appear in the subtitles but would not be spoken.

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[1] In the Remastered Edition, before the May 3, 2023 patch, this line would appear in the subtitles but would not be spoken.

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Episode 4: Dark Room - Script

Alternative Beach[]

Talk about accident?

Blame William?

You mean Rachel?

What missing girl?

You think?

It might be.

Don't say that.

Alternative Chloe's House[]

Alternative Chloe's Room[]

You're right.

What do you remember?

Seems like yesterday.

Which friends?

You have me.

Are they okay?

Are you lonely?

They love you.

I bet.

Can they pay?

Kind of.

No way.

Too busy.

Not really.

Accepted Warren's invitation

Declined Warren's invitation

That's okay.

How is William?

Downstairs[]

Chloe.

Is she mad at me?

Glad you're here.

Care room.

Joyce.

Rachel Amber.

Crazy weather.

Prescott family.

Paris trip. (only available after looking at Eiffel Tower replica)

Leave.

Upstairs[]

William.

William still the same?

Chloe and William.

Joyce.

David Madsen.

Lot of work.

Eco-havoc.

Chloe.

I hope so.

Chloe needs help.

Leave.

Downstairs[]

ACCEPT

REFUSE

I DON'T KNOW

Young Chloe's House[]

Chloe's House[]

Chloe's Room[]

Accepted Alternative Chloe's request

Refused Alternative Chloe's request

Kissed Chloe

Didn't kiss Chloe

Chloe has a gun

Chloe doesn't have a gun

Left the money

Stole the money

Sided with David

Sided with Chloe

Upstairs[]

Saved the bird

Let the bird die

Downstairs[]

Sided with David

Sided with Chloe

David's Garage[]

(Saw the Pan Estates Map)

(Nathan is suspended)

(Nathan isn't suspended)

(Max is suspended)