All language subtitles for Ghost.Whisperer.S04E14.2008.Disney+.WEB-DL.1080p.H264.DDP-HDCTV_track3_[eng]

Previously on Ghost Whisperer:

Please, not you!

-You have to cross over.
-I don't want to.

I saw Jim's ghost step into Sam's body.

You're back.

Do I know you?

I see the same guy you see.

Different hair, nose, eyes. It's not Jim.

He's in there somewhere.
He just has to be.

You're not gonna tell me you think
I'm your husband reincarnated.

You're the only sane person I've met
since I woke up.

Maybe you could help me finish my garage?

You could live there
until you figure out your next move.

Oh, my God, it's true.
You don't know who I am, do you?

-You must be Nicole.
-The fiancé?

She is not his fiancé
until he puts a ring on her finger.

Bye.

Bye.

♪ Back to the corner where I first saw you ♪

♪ Gonna camp in my sleeping back
I'm not gonna move ♪

Wow! You mean, Nikki really left?
Just like that?

Yeah. I still can't believe it.

After she drove away, then what happened?

Well, it was...

Intense.

♪ Can't you see? ♪

We just stood there, staring at each other.

Wow. That really happens?

I'm telling you, it was like everything around us
just dropped away, you know?

As if there was some kind of...

Magnetic field drawing us together as though...

Nothing could stop what was about to happen.

-So, what happened?
-So, what happened?

-I called you.
-I called you.

Really?

-Please.
-Well, I didn't know what else to do.

Then you do need therapy.

It's just all been so crazy, you know?

Starting with the first day
when I woke up in that hospital,

and there she was.

I still don't know what you're waiting for!
There is nothing standing in your way.

Nothing, except that he doesn't
remember he's Jim.

And he might not, Mel.

But you know that's Jim's spirit in there,

and you wanna be with him.

You're right.

It's just starting fresh
with this new Jim, it's so...

Weird! I mean, I barely know this girl,

and then on the other hand,
I feel like I've known her forever.

I was married to this man.
We lived a lot of life together.

I have these really strong feelings about her.

I'm just supposed to start
falling in love with a man

that I've been in love with?

How does that even work?

Where do we start?

A school dance? I mean, that's, uh...

Yeah, I know. I know.

It's just, I promised Delia
that I'd chaperone tonight.

But they're raising money
to fight against hunger, so...

Actually, I was gonna say that it's perfect.

-Oh. It is?
-Yeah.

I mean... sure. It's, um...

What better way to get over
the awkward first date jitters

than in a crowd of awkward teenagers?

♪ 'Cause you're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no ♪

♪ You're in then you're out
You're up then you're down ♪

♪ You're wrong when it's right
It's black and it's white ♪

♪ We fight, we break up
We kiss, we make up... ♪

Hey. Here we are, ladies. There you go.

Careful.

Judging by the dance floor,
I think these are spiked.

I am as open-minded as the next person,
but who calls that dancing?

This is a public place, for God sake!

Hey! Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey!

Mom! You're making me look bad!

Please don't tell me these are friends of yours.

No, and they never will be, if you keep this up.

Come on.

Come on!

Oh, youth.

Oh! When did we become the old fogies?

What do you mean?

I don't think so.

Guys, free drinks.

-Shall we? Come on.
-We shall.

All right.

All right. I gotta get my vibe on here.

♪ 'Cause you're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no ♪

♪ You're up then you're down ♪

♪ You're wrong when it's right
It's black and it's white ♪

♪ We fight, we break up
We kiss, we make up ♪

♪ 'Cause you're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no... ♪

Ready?

♪ You're up then you're down ♪

♪ You're wrong when it's right
It's black and it's white... ♪

-No.
-Oh, come on!

Don't be a buzz kill.

No, I'm done.

♪ You're wrong when it's right
It's black and it's white ♪

♪ We fight, we break up
We kiss, we make up ♪

♪ 'Cause you're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no ♪

Oh. No, no, no.

Oh.

We're gonna turn it down just a little bit.
Get your favorite person and get in the groove.

This is the part where we find out
if I have, uh... two left feet.

♪ It doesn't matter honey
If the weatherman's wrong ♪

Is this okay?

Yeah, it's good.

♪ Don't need a raincoat
Even if the clouds come along ♪

♪ You're the reason... ♪

Jeff, stop it, you're being gross.

♪ 'Cause I get to love you ♪

♪ I get to love you ♪

Jeff, stop it, don't!

Hey! Hey!

That is enough!

-Get away from her!
-I told you he was coming.

Come on. Let's go.

♪ Now I know for sure
There's no such thing as mistakes...♪

♪ I get to love you ♪

-Are you okay?
-Yeah. I'll be back.

Okay?

-Sorry.
-Excuse me.

Those kids that just left, you know them?

I've never seen him before.
The girl's Kristy Marks.

We were in eighth grade
orchestra together.

Anyone around her die lately?

Wow. Sure can pick them.

Her mom. I heard it was some
freak accident in their house.

-Don't tell me, she's here?
-I'm not sure yet.

-What's wrong?
-It's jammed.

What are you doing?

That's hot.

Oh, my God! Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. Come on, let's go.

Come on.

I said, stay away from her!

There you are.
I was wondering where you were.

-That looks like trouble.
-Yeah.

Can you see us?

Well, I know that Delia
appreciated us being there,

even if it wasn't a perfect first date.

I thought it was romantic.

-Really?
-Yeah.

I saw two breakups, three hookups,

and then one kid get sick
on his date's very nice shoes.

All in the short time
that I was looking for you.

I'm sorry again for being so distracted. I--

Don't be. You were worried
about those kids. Uh...

You care about people.

What's not to like?

You have to stop him.

-Was something there?
-No.

It's just, I'm off the clock, so later.

Okay, later.

No, I mean...

we are done with our chaperone duties,

so why don't we have a glass of wine later?

Which actually means right now.

Okay. That sounds good.

-Does it?
-Sure.

Okay.

You're the only one who can see me.
Please help.

Uh, you know what?

It's late, and we both have to work tomorrow,

so maybe we should do this another time.

All right. That's fine, too.

Please, stop them!

I had a great time,

and I really thank you for going.

-Yeah.
-So...

Bye.

Night.

Okay. What do you want?

And it better be important.

-You're Kristy's mom, aren't you?
-Yes.

You have to keep that boy away from her.

-Which boy?
-Tim. The one she drove off with.

But it looked like he was trying to help her.

No. He's bad.

She has no idea who he is.

You have to tell her. I'll help you.

She won't listen to me. She never has.

You need to stop this.

Hey. You're in early. What's up?

-Did something happen after the dance?
-No. Nothing.

Oh, bummer. Why not?

Someone's mom showed up.

What, Sam's mom's back?

No, not Sam's. A ghost mom.

She was at the dance,
keeping tabs on her daughter Kristy.

Oh, she didn't like the way we chaperoned?

Apparently not.
Her daughter left with a college guy

after drinking some spiked punch.

I rounded up all the kids who were drinking,
called their parents.

She had a designated driver.

Problem was, ghost mom didn't approve of him
and thinks he's bad news.

-Any idea who these people are?
-Ned knew the girl.

Kristy from orchestra. That's all I know.

There we go. It's definitely my ghost.

Deborah Marks.

Died a month ago, an accident at the home.

Wow. That is some power couple.

She was a civil litigation lawyer,
husband's a judge.

She just got nominated
for a seat on the Appeals Court.

That's weird. The ghost's hair was singed,

and I keep getting visions
of ashes and burning.

But it doesn't say anything about a fire.

Or about the boy she's trying
to keep her daughter away from.

Want me to ask Ned
to scope the girl out at school?

Thanks, but my love life can't wait that long.
If I still have one.

Hi. I'm sorry to bother you,

but I was a chaperone at last night's dance,

I was hoping I could talk
to you about your daughter.

I had a feeling the school
would be sending someone.

-Come in, please.
-Thank you.

If this is about the drinking,
she told me the story.

Her boyfriend, rather ex-boyfriend,
spiked the punched.

Jeff. We figured that part out.

I'm not saying she's not culpable.

No one made her drink.

But I hesitate to be too severe right now.

Her mother passed away recently.

I heard.

Was it sudden?

One of those freak things. She took a bad fall.

-Was there fire involved?
-No. Why do you ask?

Just something that Kristy said.

Might have been the punch talking.

I'm glad Jeff's mom drove her home.

Actually, a friend picked her up.
An older boy. He was in a green car.

That would be Tim Dwight.

I appreciate your telling me.

Kristy knows I don't want her seeing him.

Actually, I think that he was saving her
from a bad situation.

I understand. But Tim is not a good guy.

Though you are not the first one he's fooled.

Deborah, my late wife, was a gifted lawyer.

But her passion...

was for helping troubled kids,
giving them a chance.

Tim was one of those.

In Bradford County juvie for robbery
till eight months ago.

She arranged a work probation
as one of her assistants.

I guess she thought
he had some kind of future.

And you disagreed?

Look, most of the kids that
Deborah took in were basically good,

they just needed a break.

But not Tim.

He came from a family that cared about him.

He was given every opportunity,
but it didn't matter.

He took advantage of every kindness
my wife extended him.

We'd all have been better off
if they'd never come into our lives.

I know that now.

Hello?

-Are you okay?
-Yes. I'm sorry, I was just...

thinking about how hard this must be.

Was she or anyone in the house

when your wife's accident happened?

No. Deborah wasn't even supposed to be here.

She was meeting me at a charity event.

Right, I think I read something about that,

where someone walked in on the break-in.

No, that's not what happened.
There was no break-in at all.

When I got home from the event,
the alarm was on,

the doors were all locked,
nothing had been disturbed.

It was just a tragic accident.

You think Tim killed your ghost?

I don't know if she was killed.

It looked like she walked in on a robbery.

She heard something in the house.

Yum, anchovies.

Okay, so, she must have tripped trying to run,

or was knocked over,
hit her head on the andiron.

But when the husband came home,
there was no sign of a break-in.

No, he said the alarm was on,
the doors were locked,

and it was shocking to find her there.

Well, this Tim worked for her.

He probably had the keys, the code,
maybe even the safe combination.

He could have cleaned up
and locked after himself.

Husband never suspected foul play.
Dang, I always wanted to say that.

The ghost said that Kristy
didn't even know who Tim was.

Maybe she was saying he was a murderer,

but why wouldn't she tell me?

Maybe she didn't know for sure,
didn't get a good look at him.

Or she wants to punish him herself.

No way. If a mom knew
her daughter was with a murderer,

she'd tell everybody that she could,
then punish him.

I know! So, I'm stumped.

How are we supposed to help a ghost
that won't come clean?

Hey. Kristy, right?

Yeah.

Oh, hey. You used to be in orchestra.

-Ned. Right?
-Yeah.

Hey, I wanna tell you,
I'm sorry about your mom.

Thanks, but I'm coping.

I saw you at the dance the other night.

Oh, yeah. If I did something stupid,
I don't wanna know.

My mom busted the guy that spiked the punch.

Nothing tops that on the embarrassing scale.

Uh, how about that creep was my date?

Who's the guy that picked you up?

Tim. We're just friends.

He used to work for my mom,
which is why we were just friends.

She didn't approve.

Caused plenty of fights before she died.

He seemed cool.
Why didn't your mom like him?

At first, she did.
He hung out at our house all the time.

He was like a work-study kid.

Yeah, she got him a clerkship, a scholarship.

So, what happened?

I got kind of a crush on him.

Thank you.

They won this big class action suit
at my mom's firm,

and we were celebrating.

It was always fun when Tim was over.

Sorry about my parents.

It's okay. It was fun.

When he was leaving, I couldn't help it.

Tim wasn't even into me.

He said he only thought I was into him
to get to my mom, which it did.

I can see your mom's point. He was older.

-She gave me plenty of reasons.
-But you thought it was something else.

Look, I feel bad talking like this
now that she's gone,

but if he was such bad news,

why did she keep paying for his school,

his tutoring, his trips home?

She was in love with him.

Okay, not what I expected.

Yeah. I gotta say,
the cougar thing is outside my kick zone.

If that's true,
it explains why the ghost's being secretive.

Thanks.

Hello?

Eli, hey, it's Melinda.

I'm trying to dig up information on Tim,
but can't find anything online.

Juvie records are sealed.

Reporters can't mention them by name.

Then I gotta talk to him.
Can you get an address?

Why the rush? He's still in town, right?

I gotta go. I'll call you.

Hi. Glad to see you.

-Um, hi.
-Hi, yeah.

Thanks for stopping by.

Um, can we...?

Look, I don't know, but I've been
thinking about the other night, and...

What were you thinking?

Did I make you uncomfortable?

-No. Not at all.
-It seems you were a little skittish.

I won't take it personally.
I don't want you to feel pressured.

Not at all, okay? Not even a little bit, okay?

There are no second thoughts.

Good. Because I just saw on the marquee

that it's Fright Night Week at the theater.
You wanna go?

-Wait, you like scary movies?
-I'd like to find out.

And I'd like to find out with you.

I'd like that, too.

-How about tomorrow?
-Yes!

-That was a little too enthusiastic.
-Nah.

It was just about the reaction I was hoping for.

-Six o'clock okay?
-Yeah, 6 is--

Is perfect, okay?

And, um-- I'll be working,
so you can just come and get me here.

-Okay. Bye,
-Bye, Delia.

-Bye.
-Bye.

-Where is she always running off to?
-Oh, you'll learn not to take it personally.

Okay?

Tim?

Hi, um, I'm Melinda Gordon.
I'm a friend of the Marks.

Something wrong?

No. I was a chaperone at the dance
and saw you leave with Kristy.

Look, she called me, okay?

She was buzzed. That creep was all over her.

I just wanted to get her home safe.

I know. That's what it looked like,
you were helping her out.

Oh.

Did Kristy's dad send you
to check that story out?

No. Actually, I'm not here for him. Um...

I'm trying to help the family
deal with their loss,

so I was hoping I could talk to you
about Mrs. Marks.

Look, she's gone now,
so what is there to talk about?

You two were close.
Kristy said you spent time together.

Mrs. Marks was good to me,

gave me a second chance when I needed one.

-I don't know what you're trying to get at.
-I'm trying to help.

That's exactly what your friend,
Mrs. Marks, said when she bailed me out.

It didn't take me long to realize
there's no such thing as charity.

Everyone wants something.

But you said she was good to you.

So, which is it?

He's been a real downer lately.

You were friends with Mrs. Marks?

-Are you Tim's roommate?
-I am.

-He was sulking around after that.
-Really? He was upset?

-He seemed pretty mad.
-I never understood his thing with her.

Like a romantic thing?

The way Tim talked,
Mrs. Marks was his mentor.

But then one day,

her husband dropped by
unexpectedly looking for Tim,

-but he was on a trip with Mrs. Marks.
-Mr. Marks had no idea?

Not the way he reacted. He was upset.

You said you'd keep him away from my girl.

You didn't keep your promise.

I need to understand
why this is so important to you.

Did you and Tim have an affair?

Is that what all this ash is about?
Embers of your love?

Stop it!

I asked you to do one thing.

One thing!

Did your husband find out?

Was he there the night that you died?
I'm trying to help you!

I don't want your help.

Stay away from my family, you understand?

Stay away.

Mr. Marks suspected an affair, so that's motive.

Except if he did it,
why was the safe broken into?

Looking for evidence of an affair, you know?

Our ghost, his wife, came in,
catches him, they fight.

You get the picture, right?

She's protecting him out of guilt, you know?

And lest we forget, he's a judge.

I doubt the cops looked at this death
or his alibi very closely.

But if hubby killed her,

why is the ghost set on keeping
Tim and Kristy apart?

Hello? Do you blame her?

It must be painful watching your only daughter
hook up with your lover once you're dead.

I don't think this is about jealously.
It's a mom protecting her daughter.

-What aren't you putting in there?
-Pickles.

-Cabinet.
-Nice.

Okay, I say we have a whodunit countdown,

on a scale from one to five,
whose prints are on that safe?

Starting with the husband.

-Maybe three is better.
-Why do we need a vote?

-Why can't we have it checked out?
-Mr. Marks will never allow it.

Then maybe that tells us something.

No.

Like I told you before, there was no robbery.

Now what is this about?

I have a gift.

I can see ghosts, and...

the other day,
your wife's spirit was with me.

That's ridiculous.

She gave me a vision about what happened
the night that she died,

and it looked like she had
walked in on a robbery.

Which is odd,
considering you said there wasn't one.

It's time for you to leave.

The safe behind that picture frame,
it had been rummaged.

And she was either hit or tripped or fell
somewhere over there.

That information
wasn't in any of the newspapers.

Sometimes, spirits stay earthbound.
It's usually for a reason.

She's protecting someone, Tim, Kristy, or...

maybe even you.

What would she have to protect me from?

She didn't tell me, but I think
it's something she was ashamed of.

Melinda spoke with Tim's roommate.

He said you'd been there looking for Tim.

He was worried that you thought
maybe they had had an affair.

This is none of your business.

Unless you have some reason
for wanting my wife's memory tarnished.

We think it's your sterling reputation
your wife is trying to keep untarnished.

You keep saying there wasn't a fire,
but I see ashes, something burning.

Was there anything missing from the safe?

Anything that could've been burned?

I haven't had the heart to open it.
I've been afraid of what I might find.

Like evidence of an affair?

None of it matters now.

I loved my wife,

and if Tim had something
to do with her death,

then, yes, I wanna know about it.

But it's none of your concern,
so if you'll excuse me...

So, the burning paper in your vision,
any idea what it was?

It was charred, but I could make out
that it was a woman's handwriting, so...

See? Can I call it, or what?
A love letter. It's gotta be.

The ghost could've been burning it,
Tim walked in, they fought, and kabonk!

Or Tim could have been burning it
when Mrs. Marks walked in.

Or Mr. Marks burned it.

Any way you slice it, the paper was burned,

so someone wanted whatever was on it
to be kept a secret.

The ghost still does.

Ooh, I'll get it.

Maybe Sam is early.

Kristy!

What's wrong?

-How could you do this?
-Do what?

The cops took Tim in for questioning
about some robbery at my house!

My dad had the safe fingerprinted
because of what you said.

-If his fingerprints were there--
-They were there!

He was my mom's assistant!

I know you're upset, but your feelings
are clouding your judgment.

He's innocent!

He was with me at the bookstore.

Did you tell your dad that?

Yeah. My dad thinks
that I'm lying to protect Tim.

He won't even look at me,

like I would protect my own mom's murderer,
that's insane!

You know he has a history
and a criminal record,

and maybe he isn't who you think he is.

I know that he would not hurt anyone.

And if you do talk to ghosts like my dad said,

why don't you just ask my mom?

I don't think she'd talk to me.

She's mad because
I didn't keep you and Tim apart.

Sometimes, I just hate her.

-This isn't what I wanted.
-What do you want?

Tell me what happened.
You're the only one who can fix this.

I really wish I could.

But some secrets are better left alone.

I got nothing. Tim's still being questioned.

Detective Blair couldn't tell me anything yet.

-Did they find anything missing from the safe?
-What part of "I got nothing" didn't you get?

All right. Sorry, I thought you could
pull some weight in there.

No, but Judge Marks does.

They're looking at this as a murder case.

Tim will in there for a while.

I hope I did the right thing
by having them check.

Don't be such a softie.

You had a vision of Mrs. Marks
walking in on a break-in.

Tim's prints are all over that safe, okay?

-He seems guilty to me.
-But--

Don't tell me you're having second thoughts,

because Deborah never said she saw Tim do it.

-We know she's saying what she did.
-Okay, still--

I don't wanna hear that Kristy
"swears" he was with her.

-She's no more reliable than her mother.
-Except--

-You're falling for Tim, too?
-No! All right?

I'm just trying to think out loud,

which would be easier without interruptions.

Sorry.

The ghost said Kristy doesn't know who Tim is.
Couldn't that have to do with his record?

Maybe that's what she burned?

-The police report or--?
-Which we can't access.

We could talk to somebody who knew him.
His mom lives like an hour away.

Crap! My date with Sam! I almost forgot.

I knew you didn't wear that for me.

I can't cancel. Can you handle this?

I'd love to, but starting at 3:00,
I got back-to-back cases.

Fine. If I rush, I'll make it back in time.

I only found out my son was in trouble again
when I called his apartment.

Tim didn't want me to be upset, I guess.

-You're a friend of Mrs. Marks?
-Yes.

She thought a lot of your son.
That's why I'm here.

Yeah.

She was a wonderful person,
really believed in Tim.

He's a good boy.

There's no way he had anything to do
with her death.

But he was arrested before for robbery.

He was innocent then, too.
Tim's girlfriend's older brother did it.

So, why did Tim take the blame?

The girl came to him crying,

said that her brother broke
into an electronics store.

Tim went to stop him,
only the cops showed up.

He knew the boy had two strikes,
so he said he did it.

Do you mind if look at some of his things?
It might help.

You can scour the whole house.
I just want my boy's name cleared.

-That's Tim and his brother, George.
-Older?

Mm, by about eight years.

Tim was an unexpected blessing.

The Little Prince.

That was Tim's first book.

There's a page missing.

-Do you know what happened?
-God knows.

It's a wonder this thing
has any pages left at all.

Tim loved that story.

It came home from the hospital with him.

That's sweet. Usually, it's blankets and booties.

I'm afraid they wouldn't have fit our Timmy.

He was almost 6 months old
when we brought him home.

-Why? Was something wrong?
-No. Agency protocol.

Tim was adopted.

I ruined everything.

It's okay.
You don't have to keep secrets anymore.

I know why you care so much about Tim.

And I know why you don't want him
to be with your daughter.

He's her brother, isn't he?

Yes.

Tim's my son.

It was the hardest thing I ever did,
letting him go.

Then when I found him again, it was like a gift.

Tell me what happened.

Douglas and I fell in love
when he was in law school.

I was an undergrad.

Not long after that,
I found out I was pregnant.

-He didn't want children yet?
-It wasn't his.

It was somebody I dated before him.

So, I told Doug that I was taking a year abroad,

and I went home to have the baby.

I tried to keep him, but I was 18,
barely older than Kristy.

In the end,
I had to do what was best for my baby.

You never told Douglas?

I tried to put it behind me...

but it haunted me.

I looked for Tim
in the face of every boy his age.

And finally, I hired a private detective.

And he found Tim in jail.

I couldn't stand seeing my boy in that place.

I had to get him out.

So, why didn't you tell your family or his?

I thought maybe there was a way
I could help him

without stirring things up.

And then Kristy fell for Tim.

Seems like that would have been
a good time to say something.

I would have, if it weren't
for Douglas' appointment to the bench.

So, I figured I would just keep Tim
and Kristy apart until he was confirmed,

and then I'd tell everyone.

So, the business trip...

with Tim,
that was to spend time with your child?

Yes.

Then a week later...

I lost the chance of ever telling him the truth.

I'd stopped by the house to get my phone.

I couldn't help but think it was Tim,
maybe he was getting back at me about Kristy.

And then I saw that the note I wrote him
when he was a baby was gone.

I panicked.

Kristy was always going on about
how I was in love with Tim.

Maybe he thought that it was a love letter.

So, I cleaned up. I couldn't let anyone
know that Tim was there.

I felt so responsible for the break-in,
for everything.

I brought it all on myself.

And that's when I saw it.

I don't blame him for burning it.

It was the missing page from his book,
wasn't it?

It was a closed adoption.
A personal note wasn't permitted.

You ripped out the page
and gave him the book?

I wanted him to have something from me.

And I kept the note all that time
because it was a piece of him.

Deborah, I--

I don't think Tim thought it was a love letter.

I think he knew exactly what it was,
and that's why he's been so upset.

He wasn't mad. He--

He was mourning you.

But if Tim knew he was my son,
why wouldn't he tell Kristy?

Unless...

he thinks he's protecting her.

His sister.

Maybe that's it.

At some point, you broke into that safe,

and either you or Tim burnt a note
that you found inside of it.

Just tell me why you were
in the safe that night.

Because...

I couldn't look at my own mom anymore.

It was sick. She falls for somebody that I like,

and then makes it seem
like I did something wrong.

And my dad wouldn't listen.

It was like I didn't exist.

And I needed out.

So, why was Tim here?

To try and stop me.

-Kristy, you don't wanna do this.
-Oh, I really do.

What is all this stuff? Where is it?

Where does she keep her cash?

One of these things
has got to have money in it!

Oh, my God, someone's coming.
Come on, let's go!

Then we ran out the back door.

I swear, we had no idea what had happened.

Tim didn't break in?

It was Kristy?

Why didn't you say anything
when they brought Tim in?

I was afraid that if I said he was here,
it would make things worse for him.

But I knew that he did not hurt my mom,

because he was with me the whole night.

I did that, too, tried to hide the truth
to protect my family.

But the lies hurt more than anything.

Kristy, your mom's here.

And what time found out that night,
she wants you to know, too.

He was her son.

She'd put him up for adoption
when he was a baby.

He's... my brother?

-What's going on?
-Daddy!

Your wife is here.

And there's something she needs to tell you.

I could never understand, why me?

There were plenty of other kids in juvie,
ones that could have used the break.

But why'd she pick me?

I knew it wasn't because of what Kristy said.

I mean, it just wasn't like that.

Then you found the note?

I must have read that book a thousand times.

Don't ask me why.

And I always wondered
what happened to that page.

But why hide it?

Why hide it from her family that I was her son?
From her family?

I could only think that it was
because she was ashamed of me.

Oh, God, that's not true.

I cherished you.

She wasn't ashamed of you.

She cherished you.

She wants you to know how sorry she is.

I didn't know what your family would do,
or mine.

I'd broken all kinds of closed adoption rules
in contacting you.

She was scared...

about what would happen
to your family and hers.

But she's here.

I was always so scared.

Since the moment you were born...

looking at your... face.

I loved you so much, and it terrified me.

I was scared that I couldn't take care of you,

or that your new family
wouldn't be good to you,

or when I found you again,
I was scared of who you'd be.

I just wanted so badly to do good...

to do what was right.

But it all went wrong.

She was scared that she wouldn't be
able to give you what you needed.

She really wanted to do
what was best for you...

and she's afraid she didn't.

No, no, no.

That's not true.

You tell her she did the best she could.

She's listening.

You did so much right.

You gave me a great life,
and a wonderful family that loves me.

When I needed help, when I got in trouble,

you gave me a second chance.

And I'm not gonna take that for granted.

I'm gonna make you proud of me, I promise.

Oh, sweetheart.

I already am.

She said she's already proud of you.

There's one more thing.

In that note that you left for me...

I only remember the first part:

"My Tim, my little prince...

all the places you'll go..."

"All the worlds you will see,

my love is always with you.

I wrap you in it...

like a prince's cape.

My sweet, sweet boy."

"The worlds you'll see...

my love is always with you,

wrapped around you like a prince's cape,

my sweet, sweet boy."

She's ready.

She's not scared anymore.

Thank you.

This is Sam Lucas.
Leave me a message after the beep.

Yeah, hi. Um, it's me.

Um, Melinda.

I hope that, uh...

Well, I hope that you're getting
all of my messages.

Um, I'm still hoping for that raincheck.

You know, the one that I've mentioned now...

well, a million times, actually.

Um, okay.

Could you--? Could you just...

call me back?

Come in.

♪ Like holy water ♪

-Hi.
-Hey.

♪ Crashing over me ♪

I'm sorry I flaked.

Um... I was just wondering
about that raincheck?

-What do you mean?
-Didn't you get my messages?

No, not yet.

I saw that you called.

Oh.

So, you just didn't pick up.

No.

It was 7:00, and I was standing
on the sidewalk in front of a dark store.

I'd been there for about an hour.

As adorable and cockamamie
as your excuse surely is...

I didn't pick up.

Look, I know what it's about.

What? What is it about?

That you're not ready to start dating yet,
and it makes total sense.

I understand, and there's no hard feelings.

No, but I am ready.

Your head says you are...

but your heart says no, not yet.

No, it doesn't.

Okay? My heart doesn't say that.

I think I would know what my heart says.

I get it. It's okay. You don't have to do--

♪ Everybody's talking
In words I don't understand ♪

♪ You got to be the only one
Who knows just who I am ♪

♪ You're shinin' in the distance
I hope I can make it through ♪

♪ 'Cause the only place
That I want to be ♪

♪ Is right back home with you ♪

♪ I guess there's so much... ♪

Okay.

What about the raincheck?

I'm free right now. How about you?

Yeah.

♪ Somewhere I can run... ♪

-I'm ready.
-Me, too.

-You're gonna freeze. Take this.
-Oh, thank you.

♪ You make it real for me ♪

♪ You make it real for me ♪