Leo’s stomach turned. Marcus was the one who had pinned him to the tile; Tyler was the one who had filmed it. "Mom, they’re not... we aren't friends."
By saying "Mommy loves your bullies," the user is jokingly siding with the target’s childhood tormentors. It suggests that even the person’s own mother would prefer the "tougher" bullies over the "loser" being addressed.
The film opens on running home through the woods, breathless, his backpack torn. He bursts into the pristine, modern kitchen of his home. ELENA is there, juicing vegetables. She doesn't comfort him. Instead, she sighs. mommy loves your bullies
"Hello? There's been an accident. My mother... she fell. I think she's hurt. And I think she needs help. Real help."
The doorbell rang. It wasn’t a polite chime; it was a rhythmic, aggressive pounding. Leo’s stomach turned
A polished, yoga-fit, aggressively positive single mother. To the outside world, she is a saint of patience. Internally, she is a control freak terrified that her son is "too soft" to survive the world. She believes adversity builds character—she just wants to manufacture the adversity herself.
Leo steps back. He picks up his phone and calls 911. we aren't friends
"Thanks, Mrs. Miller," Marcus said, his voice dripping with mock-sincerity. "We really missed Leo at practice today."
— Mom
Desperate for a distraction, Leo decides to walk to the local coffee shop to surprise her. He sees Elena through the window. She isn't with a friend. She is sitting with and his lieutenant, TYLER . She is laughing, touching Jaxon’s arm, paying for their lattes.