Fugitive at 17

Synopsis: Holly Hamilton is a fearsomely independent teenage girl who is always helping the people she cares about, often using her expert computer hacking skills to do so: whether it's hacking into a college database to see if her best friend Blake got an early acceptance, or by defrauding a health insurance corporation to help her very sick grandmother get a kidney transplant. She's not afraid to break the law a little, as long as it means helping someone she loves. But her luck takes an incredibly bad turn when she and Blake go to a rave to celebrate Blake getting into college, and Blake meets a mysterious older man who kills her by slipping her an overdose of a date rape drug. What's even worse is that this man then attacks Holly and frames her for the crime! And because of Holly's less than lawful behavior in the past, the cops are convinced that she is responsible for her best friend's death. But then one day, while she is getting transferred to juvenile hall, a breakout attempt happens to
Director(s): Jim Donovan
Production: MTI Home Video
84 min

Move it! Let's go! Let's go!

- He's got a gun!

- Agh!


- See you tomorrow.

- Bye.

Still working on

your senior project?

Heck, yeah! Like, this thing rocks!

I just installed a new O.S.

So now this puppy has

more processing power

- than a brand-new computer.

- Remember that you can't take

a computer as your

date to the prom.

Yeah. Like I'd go to the prom!


All right. All set.

- Hey! Can you do me a favour?

- What's up?

I haven't heard back from

DePew University yet,

and... I want to see

if I got accepted.

So, what?

You want me to hack

into a major university

to see if you got in on

time? Ha! Ha! Ha!

Just a peek.

OK, fine.

I'll do it from home. Just meet

there in a half hour, OK?

Well, for such a big school...

you'd think they'd

have better firewalls.

Ahh, Blake...

- You're in.

- What?

- What? I got in!

- Shh! Grandma.

You can transfer in later,

when your grandma recovers.

- Your grades are perfect.

- I know.

We have to go out tonight.

I know of a party downtown.

It's a school night.

It's college people. There's

a party every night.

Yeah, but I got to get up early.

Tons of college guys

from Central U...

Yeah, and tons of booze,

and drugs, and cops...

Blake, sit down. We're

on probation, remember?

We gotta be good.

No way.

Stop with the puppy

dog eyes. OK, I'll go!

- But we leave when I wanna leave.

- Yep.


As soon as I say let's

go, we're leaving.

- Mm-hmm.

- OK.

- Congrats.

- Thanks.

- Here she is.

- Let's go, then.

- Hey...

- Officer.

This is private property here.

We don't allow skateboarding.

Did he do any damage, or

was it just trespassing?

- Trespassing.

- Skateboarding is not a crime.

Thanks. I'll take it from here.

- All right.

- I was just trying to get home faster.

Enough. You're grounded for

a week. No skateboarding.

You didn't listen to my side

of the story, but... whatever.

Wow! Look at you!

You're a rock star!

Oh, Holly...

Don't forget to take your

nine-o'clock pills, OK?

I won't.

I refilled all your dispensers

and even set the alarm.

You've grown into such

a strong, smart woman.

Your parents would have

been really proud.

I won't be too late.

Oh! And... call me

for whatever reason.

Large... or small...

- Go!

- Medium... teeny-weeny...

Dance the night away.

So, where did you tell

her we were going?

The library, of course. For

some dorky youth group thing.

Yeah, that outfit

screams "youth group"!

I changed in the car!

Hey, hey, and promise me

that you're gonna

take it easy tonight.

Don't tell me there's

free Wi-Fi in here.

Uh, there is, believe it or not.

The factory next door.

- But it's password-protected.

- Hm.

OK, try this:


I'm in!

So... you're a hacker.

No. I'm Holly.

I'm Dan. Uh, I'm empty.

Do you want something?

Yeah, something

without booze in it.

- Water's fine.

- OK. I'll be right back.

- Holly!

- Be careful.

So... what's your major?

Uhhh, I'm not sure yet.

How come?

Because I'm actually

not in college.

Oh! Uh, sorry. I just assumed.

Why? What's your major?

Business. Uh...

It's a family thing.

I can't help but notice

you don't have a drink.

Can I buy you one?



- You look amazing.

- Thanks.

I bet you've been hearing

that all night long.

Or are these kids too

afraid to say anything?

I'm not afraid.

Am I boring you already?

No, no, I'm just

looking for my friend.

She's around here somewhere.

Probably up to no good...

Oh, yeah?

- I met an awesomely cute guy.

- Who?

Just a guy.

OK, but we made a deal, remember?

We're outta here at midnight,

no matter how much fun we're

having. You got it, Cinderella?

OK, Mom!

I'm serious, Blake! Your

parents hate me enough

already as it is. Can you

imagine how pissed they'd be

if you spent the night with

some drunk college guy?

Oh... he's a college

guy, all right!

But he's not a student.

Shut up!

All I know is:
he's really hot!



Do you know how late it is?

You got to turn that thing off.

Come on. Your dad let

you get away with this?

Are you gonna tell him about the whole

skateboarding thing? He'll freak.

Well, I kinda have to. You're

with him this weekend.

So? I'll just say I

forgot my board here.

- He doesn't even have to know.

- You know I can't do that.

Lights out.


I thought you said you hadn't

played it since you were a kid.

I guess I forgot how much

I love to kick things.

This is a good place to

have a drink. After you.

Ha! Tie game.

I eased up on you. I felt bad.

You mean, you were faking it?

You'll never know.

A nightcap. You can't say no.

That gave me a second wind.

OK, that's it. I give up.

You win. Besides, I'm less

of a soccer guy and

more of a surfer.

Hm! You must love the weather here.

I don't... feel good.

You're gonna be fine. I promise.

No, I shouldn't have had any more.

Can... can you call my friend?



She's not answering.

I gotta go find her.

OK. Uh...

- Good game.

- Good game.

I'll find you online

when my ego's recovered.

Holly Hamilton. Wellington High.


Hey! You OK? Hey! Hey!

No, you stupid b*tch! Wake up!

Why am I always the babysitter?


Wa-wake up!

Wake up! Wake up!


Blake. Blake, get up!

Blake! Can you hear me?

Oh, my god! You're not breathing!

Blake, wake up! Blake!

Wake up!

Shut up!

- No!

- Shut up!

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Submitted on August 05, 2018

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