Unfriended

Ken Smith:
It's definitely a hacker. He's spying to get info on farts and boners, ok?

Mitch Roussel:
Is that what today's agenda is?

Ken Smith:
Well, we haven't hit the farts yet, but thanks to The Ken's Famous Salsa, the gas will be rolling tonight, baby!

Jess Felton:
That's so gross.

Laura:
Never Have I Ever... got Adam arrested for selling weed.

Adam Sewell:
What? No, please tell me he's lying Jess, you f***ing b*tch!

Jess Felton:
F*** you! I never did that!

Mitch Roussel:
Hey stop! It was me, man. It was me.

Adam Sewell:
WHAT? Why!?

Mitch Roussel:
Does it really matter!?

Adam Sewell:
It does to me, Mitch! They put me in handcuffs! I almost had a record! My f***ing dad almost disowned me for that!

Mitch Roussel:
Okay, you know what? We're not doing this sh*t here, everybody just stop. Pick up your phones, mute your computers.

Jess Felton:
I don't know where my phone is guys please don't do this.

Blaire Lily:
Jess it's okay [mutes mic]

Jess Felton:
No wait! [gets up from bed and walks to desk chair whilst quickly glancing for phone]

Jess Felton:
F*** guys.

Laura:
[via Skype IM] Nice try guys, let me turn those mics on for you.

[Blaire, Mitch, Adam and Ken's mics then suddenly turn on bringing the audio from their phone calls to the convo.]

Laura:
.

Jess Felton:
Guys, Guys! He can hear you, he can turn your mics on.

Blaire Lily:
For a sec I thought this was real

Mitch Roussel:
How do you know it's not?

Blaire Lily:
Stop trying to freak me out.

Mitch Roussel:
Or what?

Blaire Lily:
Or... I'll send my dad to fight you. [winky emoji]

Mitch Roussel, Blaire Lily:
Your dad's not home...

Blaire Lily:
How do you know?

Mitch Roussel:
Cause he's out drinking with mine. [sends link of Laura's facebook memorial page revealing the messenger to Laura]

Ken Smith:
[upon Laura's webcam displaying a grated image] Hey genius! We can see you.

Jess Felton:
What is that? Like a lattice or crate?

[Ken sighs and stands up off his chair.]

Ken Smith:
Ken!

Ken Smith:
What?

Jess Felton:
Uh, stand back for a second.

Ken Smith:
Why?

Adam Sewell:
Just do it dude. [Ken stands back and begins to wave his right arm indicating Laura's webcam is capturing him from behind.]

[last lines]

Blaire Lily:
[sobbing out of control] Laura, I'm sorry that we drifted apart!

Laura:
'Drifted apart'? Is that how you remember it? I think there's more to the story.

[Laura then tags Blaire with the Leaky Laura video on her Facebook page]

Blaire Lily:
No...

[the video shows Laura sleeping drunk on the ground, Blaire is then shown laughing in the video]

Blaire Lily:
[video] I got her!

[video ends]

Blaire Lily:
I'm sorry.

Laura:
What you've done will live here forever.

[many of Blaire's Facebook friends post several angry comments on Blaire's page]

Laura:
I wish I could forgive you, Blaire.

[Laura signs off Skype as Blaire is left alone consumed in guilt and fear, the door is then heard creaking open, a pair of hands slams the laptop screen shut]

Blaire Lily:
NO! Laura?

[Laura's demonic face lunges at the screen until it cuts to black]

Blaire Lily:
[screams] NO!