13 Reasons Why

My name is Kevin Porter.

I'm a guidance counselor at Liberty High School.

I would say I help as many kids as I can.

That's why I got into education.

But I don't get to see every kid.

I try to keep an eye out,

but you have to count on kids to come to you.

And not every kid who does come to you is able to ask for the help they need.

Not every kid tells you the whole truth.

We all need it.

Human contact.

And communications class, crazy as it was, was human contact for me.

Until someone in that class cut my lifeline.

Someone who was known for being sweet.

I'll tell you who it is, but you're going to have to wait.

-Just like I did. -Hey.

Oh!

Kevin.

Uh, what are you doing here on a Sunday?

I should be asking you the same question.

I thought I'd have the place to myself.

Well, they bumped me up.

I testify first thing in the morning.

Wow. Me, too.

So, I guess I go after you?

Oh.

So, what's this about?

I couldn't listen when they first came out.

But now I just...

can't stop listening.

Ah.

-So you're here preparing? -Yeah.

Isn't that why you're here?

I sat down, you know, with the lawyers. I know what to say.

We followed protocol.

We did all we could for Hannah with the information that we had.

I sat down with them, too, and I feel like it's true.

Well... but the world is not listening to a recording of your class.

They're not gonna play the tape in court, though.

That's what the lawyers say.

But they know what's on it, and they know what happened.

But you know what was in your heart.

She couldn't tell you what she needed.

You did your best.

Did I?

Not every kid who comes to you in pain can tell you where it hurts.

I need it to stop.

You need what to stop?

I need everything to stop.

Just, people, life.

What did you mean when you said you needed life to stop?

I don't know.

'Cause that seems like a very serious thing to say.

I know. I...

I'm sorry. I didn't mean... that.

She said she didn't mean it.

I made the mistake of believing her.

Hannah told me she was struggling,

but she didn't specifically mention suicide.

I just need everything to stop.

What do you need to stop, Hannah?

Do I really need to spell it out for you?

I'm thinking about killing myself.

If she had said those words,

of course I would have taken action.

Did you have an encounter at the party?

An encounter?

Yeah. You could say that.

Did he force himself on you?

I think so.

You think so, but you're not sure?

Did you tell him to stop?

No.

Did you tell him "no"?

No.

Maybe you consented, then changed your mind.

No, it's not like that.

Should we involve your parents or the police?

No!

Hannah, who's the boy?

I think we all wish it could have gone differently.

What happened, Hannah?

I got into a hot tub with Bryce Walker...

and then he raped me.

We can have the best intentions and still fall short.

No Justin this morning? He's usually the first one up.

He's...

not our problem anymore.

What does that mean, he's not our problem?

It means he's gone.

He took off.

-Did you try calling him? -He doesn't have a phone.

Your mother gave him one on the family plan.

-Of course she did. -Well, we should call him.

I don't know his number. I imagine the phone company will have it.

Jesus, why do you care?

He had a bed, he had food,

he had new clothes, and a new phone, apparently,

and he didn't want any of it.

-So why don't we just let him go? -Clay, what's this about?

He's scheduled to testify on Monday,

and that was so important to you, you smuggled him in here.

Where's Mom?

Your mother and I had a... disagreement last night.

Yeah, I was there.

And she's staying with her sister for a few days.

Why?

Oh, just to give us both time to figure things out.

The past few weeks have been stressful around here for all of us.

Let's move.

Start over somewhere, just you and me.

Clay, it's-- It's not permanent.

-Your mom and I are just cooling off. -I don't care. I don't...

ever wanna go to that school again.

Look, everybody hates me there.

Someone online called me a murderer because I was on Hannah's tapes.

Why do you read what people say online?

Let's move.

-Anywhere. -Clay.

This is our home. All right? This is our family.

We've made a bit of a mess.

But nothing's broken we can't fix.

Everything's broken.

And I don't think any of it can be fixed.

Some kids can't speak their truth.

Some won't.

To us, to their families...

We can go ahead and eat.

It's Sunday morning. There's no hurry. We'll wait for our guest.

She said 10:00 was fine, so I don't know what's going on.

Was this before or after the ribbon cutting ceremony?

I mean, I invited her yesterday at school.

And did she confirm? She might not know to confirm.

Not everyone has a grandmother like yours, wielding Emily Post like a bible.

-She knows things like that. -Well, then, I wonder what's keeping her.

Did the two of you discuss the ceremony at all?

No, Chlöe doesn't care about that stuff.

I'll just... I'm gonna try her again.

What are you doing?

-I don't know what you mean. -You know exactly what I mean.

Leave the boy alone.

Can you honestly say you recognize the person on that tape?

Have you ever said anything even remotely resembling the filth

that came out of his mouth?

It was a setup. He was drunk.

That was not our son talking.

You're his mother, for Christ's sake. You raised him.

She's still not picking up. Let's just eat, I guess.

Marisa?

If you would, please.

Son, if something's not right with Chlöe, you need to make it right.

Do you understand?

Yeah, Dad.

A woman who loves you is to be respected

and not to be crossed.

And some kids have secrets they believe they have to keep

for their own survival.

You can't hide in this town with that car.

-Hey. -Hey? That's what I get?

You're sitting when you should be boxing.

I can't always find someone to fill a Saturday session last-minute.

Yeah, I'm sorry, okay? There's a lot going on.

Yeah. Yeah, clearly.

You wanna tell me about Lucas?

-Who? -Lucas.

You met him last night, you got weird, and then you bailed.

-Then this morning, you didn't show up. -It's got nothing to do with Lucas, okay?

It's the trial.

And now these tapes.

Yeah, that's some shit.

And I've never lost a friend like that, but if you wanna talk about it...

I'm not going to be right until after I testify.

And I shouldn't have left you hanging.

I didn't want to make my drama yours.

And...

I'm sorry.

Now, was that so hard?

Oh, fuck you. Yes, actually. Yes.

Wanna take your mind off it all

and watch Madrid destroy Barcelona Monday night?

What makes you think I like soccer?

You're Mexican and you're gay. How could you not like soccer?

Yeah, okay.

It's a date.

And we may think we know what they're going through,

but each kid goes through it...

in their own way.

Hi. Um, can I please have a large Coke

and a medium popcorn, uh, with butter only on half?

But not the bottom half.

Like, fill it up normally

and then carefully put butter only on the left half.

It's very important. Just half.

I'll have the same thing, please.

What's wrong?

-Sorry, bathroom. -Wait, Tyler.

Oh, fuck!

Oh, shit.

And so they think they're the only person in the world

feeling what they're feeling, and that no one could possibly understand.