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Previously on Kyle XY.

Did you find
something out about Kyle?

It looks like it.

I think Kyle may be
connected to a murder.

Some hikers found it
near Victor Falls.

The other night we
found Kyle sitting

right next to the spot.

You yourself said that trauma
may have caused his amnesia.

Well, yes it's possible
that he witnessed the attack.

Has he started
to remember anything?

We both know you like him
more than you let on.

That doesn't mean that
I expect this big commitment.

Just the truth.

I bet your family's
searching for you right now.

You didn't just
fall from the sky.

This symbol was on some sort
of security key card

we found near the remains.

Does this mean anything to you?

No.

♪♪ [light electric guitar]

[Kyle narrating]
It was my first dream.

At least the first
I could remember.

My subconscious mind
was weaving

a tale of love and loss.

Even though my memories
contained no such stories.

I wondered what it meant.

Was it something I already
experienced?

Or simply a vision
of things to come.

I wished to go back
to that moment with Amanda.

I wanted to see
how it would end.

You sure you didn't draw this
after you saw the key card?

No, I noticed these markings
on his drawings well before.

Kyle, why did you
draw this in pieces?

That's how I saw it.

It's possible that fractured
pieces of his past

are starting to enter
his consciousness.

I've seen it before

in patients who have
trauma-based amnesia.

Everyone was concerned

about the images
coming from my head.

I couldn't
explain them any more

than I could explain
my dream about Amanda.

My mind was doing things

the rest of me
didn't understand.

Where you going, Lori?

Uh, yeah, where
are you going, Lori?

The pool.

You know,
last time I checked,

looking after Kyle actually
meant looking after Kyle.

But he's busy.

Actually, we're
done here for now.

Kyle, do you want
to go to the pool?

I'm the only girl
in America

who has to baby-sit
a fully grown teenager.

Take your brother, too,
because we have to go

to the high school
to register Kyle.

Uhh...choice?

What if I don't want
to go to the pool?

Uh, maybe you don't want
to spend the rest of the day

with your summer
reading list, either.

I'll go get my stuff.

Fabulous.

10 years of service
to the company, Tom.

Sorry to see you go.

Time to move on.

Is this your
forwarding address?

Yeah.

Good.

The company likes
to keep in touch,

especially now with Kern
still MIA.

Well, I'm sure
you'll track him down.

Goes without saying.

A friendly reminder:

you know how
aggressively we enforce

these confidentiality
agreements?

Yeah.

One more thing.

Your security card.

Of course.

Both of you stay at least
20 feet from me at all times--

Close enough I can see
you're in trouble,

far enough away
I can choose to ignore it.

And don't drown.

I'll tell you, brother,

give a woman
an ounce of power,

and she'll run
right over you.

Why is Amanda
sitting up there?

She's a lifeguard.

She guards life?

Sorta.

She'll jump in to save you
if you can't swim.

He's, like,
seriously manorexic.

Eat a sandwich!

Yo, Trager.

What's up?

Are you still mad
at him for lying,

or are you back to the
playing hard to get game?

Not a game. I'm over it.

Really?

Really.

So you're not
secretly yearning

he'll call you over?

Nope.

And you're not
quietly wishing

he'll sit here with you?

Not in the least.

And somewhere deep
in your subconscious,

you have no desire
to sleep with him

at Preston's party Friday,

even though we both swore
we wouldn't go back to school

with our virginities intact?

My virginity.

Yours hasn't been an issue
for quite some time.

Whatever.

Are you serious?
You're really over him.

I'm done with the whole
friends with benefits thing.

It's not fun anymore.

We're not really friends,

which means
we're just benefits.

If I'm gonna be giving
benefits to anyone,

it should mean something.

Look who's all protective
of her first time.

You've wanted to sleep
with Declan for, like, ever.

I still do, but I'm not
giving it up to some guy

whose idea of fun is crawling
into my bedroom drunk

at 3:00 in the morning.

Well, we'll just have
to find you another

devirginizing opportunity,

like yummity goodness
over there.

Ew.

Hillary.

Fine, I'll take him.

You are so not allowed
to corrupt Kyle.

Why not?

Because, it's like...wrong.

When do we swim?

We don't come here to swim.

We come here to scope babes.

Babes?

You know, the ladies.

Hot mamas.

Girls with C-cups.

Like her.

Good Lord of the Rings.

Is she a friend of yours?

Dude, a chick like that
doesn't know I exist.

So you won't go talk to her?

Talk to her? Are you nuts?

So we come to the pool,
but don't swim.

And we scope babes,
but we don't talk to 'em?

It's a cruel world.
I just live in it.

[gasp]

Did she just--

Don't move.

Lori, my favorite
sister of all time.

No.
Come on. Go in the bathroom

No.

Seriously.

Go in the girls' locker room.

Get the name and number
of the girl in the pink bikini

with the polka dots
on her what-nots.

Her what-nots?

Forget it.

Look, you're gonna
go in there right now,

or I'm gonna yell
"Lori Trager stuffs her bra"

at the top of my lungs.

You are the devil.

Fine, you manipulative
little freak.

He has no records,
no history of schooling?

As I explained,
Kyle's situation is unique.

Certainly is.

But he's exceptionally bright.

You're requesting
a one-on-one tutor.

That's, um--well, that's
an expensive arrangement.

Legally, you're
obligated to provide it.

I know you, Mrs. Trager.

Anything I say
in opposition to this

will be met with all
the legal precedents

that will refute my position.

Well, now that you
mention it, Mr. Hooper,

I have done the research.

Are you sure he wouldn't
be better suited

for a special-ed program?

He's not disabled.

I'm sure, but, to be fair,

high school can be
a very difficult experience

even for the most
well-adjusted students.

If this boy is special,

it may not be the easiest
of transitions for him.

I assume you'll
pass our request

up the administrative ladder.

Of course.

Good.

Did you find her?

There is one girl in there.

Gorgeous, great body.

She's in the shower right now.

Naked.

That's her.

That's impossible.

Josh, she's a 10.

There is no way a girl
that hot would come

within a mile of you.

Get back in there
and find out here name.

It's not her.

Quit messing around, Lori.

Quit bugging me, Josh.

Lori Trager stuffs her bra!

Josh Trager
has wet dreams!

You are so dead.

You guys, where's Kyle?

It felt just like my dream.

And just like Josh said,
she came to help me.

Is he okay?

How long was he under?

My whole body
tensed and tingled.

I suddenly felt a strange
sort of pressure.

Good pressure.

No way!

Oh.

Oh!

Kyle, cover up.

[laughing]

Guy had a lot of nerve

implying Kyle
didn't belong there.

Hooper's not an educator,
he's a bureaucrat,

worried about the bottom line.

He was totally inappropriate.

Well, he's not subtle,
that's for sure,

but he has a point.

Hey, honey.

Houston, we have a problem.

What's up?

Funny you should ask.

Rough day?

You want to talk
about what happened...

at the pool?

You mean...

Yeah.

Everybody laughed at me.

And you don't know why?

No.

You never had
an erection before?

Not that I can remember.

Okay, then.

Well, first of all
you have to understand

that what happened to you
was completely normal.

You just don't typically
want it to happen in public.

Then it's not normal.

No, it is.

It's you body's way
of telling you how you feel.

In fact, it's a very
honest physical response.

Then why should it be hidden?

Well...

Poor Dad--he has to explain
the birds and the bees

to someone with
quadruple his I.Q.

He probably thought
he was done

with this part
of his job already.

I know I did.

You were good at it.

You think?

I feel well-informed.

Well, I'm always
available for brush-ups.

Trust me, there's nothing
to brush up for.

Hi.

Hello.

Is Lori around?

Declan.

Hi.

Thanks, Mom.

You're welcome.

Come in.

So you're, um, at my house.

Yeah.

In daylight...

through the front door.

Who'da thunk?

Why?

I didn't see you
leave the pool.

Yeah, I had to bail.

Anyway, Hillary said
you'd be home.

We still haven't covered
the "why" part yet.

I thought you might
want to go

to Preston's party on Friday.

Of course. Everyone's going.

I meant, um, with me.

Oh.

All this back and forth,
Trager, I'm tired of it.

And I'm sorry for whatever
I did to piss you off.

I think it's time
we went out together--

really went out.

But if you're not into it--

No, I'm into it.

Well, good.
So we'll go?

Yeah.

Cool.

Oh, do you want me to, like,
pick you up, or something?

I can meet you there.

Sounds like a plan.

All right.

Later, Trager.

Later.

Okay, look, I've been on
the other side of that talk.

It ain't pretty.

He said when it happens again
in front of people,

I should think of
something I don't like.

Totally.

I usually go with zits
and old people.

You?

Grapefruit.

You should know there
are other ways

to handle
the little problem.

Ta-da.

Charlotte?

No, Charlotte's mine, dude.

You are not ready
for Charlotte.

Meet Ginger.

What do I do with it?

You look at it.

Like at the pool.

Scope babes.

Except when you're here alone,
you can lock your door

and do...other things.

Is Kyle around?

I feel horrible about
what happened today.

Straight back,
other side of the kitchen.

Thanks.

Hi.

I have to go.

How would you like
to get out of watching Kyle

for a couple hours every day?

I'm listening.

Well, I can make it happen

in exchange for
Miss Pink Bikini's digits.

Are we still on that?

Are you interested or not?

Of course.

Hi, Mom.

What do you want?

So Lori and I were thinking,

maybe we shouldn't bring
Kyle to the pool today.

I mean, not after yesterday.

Because of the incident?

No, I was more worried
about the whole drowning thing.

What drowning thing?

Kyle doesn't know
how to swim.

That's no reason he should
miss out on going to the pool.

We should get him lessons.

That's a great idea.
They offer lessons down there.

Couple hours everyday.

He'll be swimming in no time.

Amanda, your next
lesson's here.

Thanks.

She hates me.

Just don't hump her leg,
and you'll be fine.

Hi. You're Ashley, right?

Yeah. Hi.

Hi. Can I talk to you
for a second?

Mission accomplished.

Ditched responsibility,
and paid off a debt,

all at once.

You know, I'd happily
give Kyle swimming lessons.

I'd show him
the breast stroke.

You're seriously
grossing me out.

Okay, prudey.

Please, I am so not a prude.

Yeah, just a virgin.

By a very minor technicality.

Besides, I decided you're
right about the sex thing.

You're kidding.

Well, it's not like
I'm waiting for true love,

and the only reason
I've held out this long

is he hadn't done anything
to deserve it.

But if he's
finally stepping up,

there's no reason
why I shouldn't.

So...cup your hand,

and pull the water
along with you.

You have to float.

Float.

Yeah, you know.

You don't know.

Uh, here.

See?
Let the water hold you up.

Grapefruit.

Her name is Ashley Redmond.
She's your age.

Catholic School.

You better call now and get
the humiliation over with.

Oh, sweet. Thanks.

Whatever.

[Ashley]
Hello?

Ohh...

Damn.

Buoyancy.
Strokes.

Breathing.

It all made sense in theory.

Now it was time
to put it into practice.

Where'd he go?

You must be a great teacher.

Are you sure you've never
been swimming before?

Yesterday.

That wasn't swimming,
that was drowning.

You don't have
a belly button.

No.

Why not?

I don't know.

And you still
don't remember anything

about your life before?

No.

But you can jump
off tall buildings

and swim like
an Olympic champion.

Josh thinks I'm an alien.

Or Superman.

You're not angry anymore.

I never was.

I just...thought your drawings
were kind of weird.

Why?

There were a lot of me.

I--I draw everything exactly
how I see it in my head.

But you're special.
I can't seem to get you right.

How come?

Seems like there's
something missing.

My mom's gonna be out
tomorrow afternoon.

Come by my house.
I wanna show you something.

Hey, I spoke to
Detective Breen again.

Did he have anything
new about the logo?

Nothing. The logo doesn't
match corporation on record.

And they haven't
been able to decrypt

the computerized strip
on the key card.

Wow, that must be some
sophisticated security system,

whatever it's for.

Oh, this worries me, Stephen.

We have no idea what Kyle
might have witnessed.

Well, you're doing
what you can

to help him remember.

Well, maybe now's
not the best time

to send him to school.

Oh, please tell me
you're not letting

that vice principal
get to you.

Well, he's right.

I want to protect Kyle,

not thrust him into another
traumatizing experience.

Don't you think
he should try to live

like a normal teenage boy?

I'd feel better
if I believed he was normal.

Tom.

What are you doing here?

Something's been
bothering me.

I thought we should
have a little chat.

Your key card--

I ran it through the system
to deactivate it,

but the clearance code
didn't match your assignment.

Strange.

That's what I said.

Thought maybe
it was a computer error.

And then, I discovered that Kern
was cleared to that level.

Interesting coincidence,
him being missing and all.

I thought it might be
a piece of information

you might find
worth something.

Something you might
want me to keep quiet.

Get out.

Think about it.

I have a feeling you don't
want the company to know

what you've been up to.

This is my dad's.

He was an artist, too.

Not for, like,
a living, but...

it was his thing.

Was?

He died last year.

He's what's missing.

Anyways, take a look.

He saw this in his head?

Kind of.

Art is about drawing
what you feel,

not just what you see.

How do you draw a feeling?

It's like piano.

[plays a few notes]

Right now, I'm just
playing notes.

But art is about putting your
whole self into something,

everything you feel.

How do you feel?

Just listen.

[plays romantic tune]

I didn't know

that I can make a picture
of how I felt inside,

but I really wanted to try.

[taking deep breaths]

Hello?

[gasping]

Josh Trager?

Uh...hi?

I saw the caller ID.

Your sister said
I would hear from you.

She did?

I'm totally psyched.

You are?

Are you going

to Jeff Preston's
party tonight?

I don't know him,
but everyone goes, right?

Right.

Awesome. So see you there.

[knocking]

Wardrobe crisis?

The usual.

I love that red shirt
you have.

I think I'm gonna go
with the blue.

Josh wants to go
to the party.

I know you have a date.

Date? Mom, so '80s.

Okay, whatever you want
to call it.

I was gonna say no,

and then he went
into this sales pitch

about how it's a rite
of passage into high school.

Well, he's sort of right.

But don't worry.
It's chaperoned.

And I'll look out for him,

unless he embarrasses me,
in which case I will kill him.

Thank you, Lori.

So this Declan,
is he a good guy?

Mm, most of the time.

Kyle...

you're coming to the party.

I don't like parties.

You have to come.

Everyone goes.

Even Amanda?

Guaranteed.

Good. I have
something for her.

Great. Bring it.

Get dressed.

Bye, guys.

Bye, guys.

Bye, guys.

Kyle, you're not going.

[Stephen]
Lori, see you at midnight.

Kyle and Josh, 10:00 or you
won't live to see 10:01.

Go ahead.
Have a good time.

[pounding at door]

Let's get this over with.

I thought you'd come around.

I underestimated you, Tom.

I never thought the quiet guy
from work would be cap--

[strangled breath]

Remember the rules--

no drinking, no puking,
outta here by 9:45.

I'll be watching.
And I will narc.

[Josh]
I don't see Ashley.

Or Amanda.

It was too good to be true.

Oh, there she is!

Hi, Josh.

[squeaky voice]
Ashley...

[clears throat]
Hey.

I'm so glad you made it.
I don't know anyone here.

Come on.

I like your shirt.

Thanks.

I was going for
naughty and nice.

It's working.

Yo, Preston.

Oh, hey. What's up, guys?

Great party.

Yeah, yeah.

It'd be better if my parents
weren't lurking.

But I hid a bunch of beer
around the property,

so help yourselves.

Thanks, man.
You know it.

Thirsty?

Always.

Oh, my God.
That's funny.

Aw, sweet.

I didn't bring a suit.

[exhales loudly]

Damn. Me, neither.

What are you doing?

I don't wanna get
my clothes wet.

What are you doing?

Checking for
the hidden cameras.

You're funny.

It's my thing.

Right, sorry.

Why are you sorry?

You're hot.

It's warm outside.

No, I mean hot hot,

like smokin'.

Sister Mary Lourdes would
definitely not approve.

What she doesn't know
won't hurt her.

This is totally fun.

When I saw you at the pool
the other day,

I was hoping
you'd come talk to me.

You were?

I thought you were cute.

You did?

There aren't any
other boys at my school

to compare you to,
but yeah.

What the hell is going on?

Mr. and Mrs. Preston?

Get out of there right now.

Young man?

I can't.

Zits. Old people.

Zits. Old people.

I'm gonna count to 3.

1...

2...

Grapefruit!

So...

Yeah.

Um, was that your, uh--

Yeah. Yours?

No.

I mean, I haven't
done it a ton,

but it--it wasn't my first.

It gets better.

Well, I'd better
go back to the party.

Everyone thinks I'm
a slut just because

of the eighth grade
field trip to Tacoma.

But I just want a sweet guy
to cuddle with.

Is that so wrong?

You feel nice.

Hillary made my body
feel good.

But just like the girls
in Josh's magazines,

something didn't feel right.

There was a piece missing.

Hillary, get off of him.

Go away.

God, you slut.

Ow!

I told you to leave him alone.

What are you so worried
I'll do?

Gee, I wonder.

Do you really think
I'm such a super skeez?

You've held out
on one thing,

and you act like
the freakin' purity police.

That's not what I'm--

I'm tired of it.

Poor Declan.

I never should have
told him to ask you out.

What?

I told him you weren't
gonna put out anymore

unless he stepped up.

But that's--She didn't
say it like that.

That--that's not what--

Don't talk to me.

You two totally did it,
didn't you?

Who knew after all this time
you'd be so easy?

Declan, man, dude, you gotta
come check this out.

It's hilarious.
Come here.

Eh, eh, outta the way.

Still in the non-speaking
part of the evening?

How could you let him
go to that party?

Well, we let Josh go
and he's younger.

I'm not worried about Josh
being able to handle himself.

I'm not worried about Kyle.

But he is--

Listen, Nicole, you need
to ease up on the reins

just a little bit.

Kyle needs to get out there
and experience life.

He needs to have it knock him
around a little bit.

We took him in so we
could protect him.

Not by keeping him
in a bubble.

All right, look.

I realize that
he's your patient.

Yes.

But it's hard for me to stay
clinical about him.

Well, of course it is.

So let's handle him like
we handle Josh and Lori.

The reason
they're well-adjusted

is because we treat them
with respect.

We let 'em go out there
and make their mistakes,

and they know we're here
when they need us.

We need to give Kyle
the same chance.

I hope you're right.

It had to happen sometime.

Everyone arrived at the party
with expectations.

None had been met
the way we'd hoped.

What are you doing?

Hiding.

From what?

Everything.

Everybo--

[retching, vomiting]

[coughing]

So you finally
tapped that, huh?

No, man.

She's not like that.

Seeing Amanda,
I realized something.

I had been struggling
to understand

what my mind and body
were trying to tell me.

And right then,
I knew what it was.

Everything was working
together,

sending a message
to my heart.

Kyle.

Amanda. There you are.

Hey.

[Man]
We were waiting for you.

Oh, Charlie, this
is my neighbor Kyle.

Kyle, this is Charlie,
my boyfriend.

Hey, nice to meet you, man.

And now my heart
was sending a message

to the rest
of my body--pain.

[Amanda] Uh, next door.
Yeah, he just moved in.

[Charlie]
Oh, wow. Cool.

Life is a puzzle.

Every piece fits together
to create who we are,

what we do, how we feel.

Every experience shapes us

into who we will
eventually become.

I began as a blank slate.

Maybe my hidden memories
tell a different story.

Maybe I hold the key
to a mystery

even greater than that
of my past.

I've been so eager
to remember, to grow up

to experience life
like Lori and Josh...

but in that one moment

I wish I could go back
to that blank slate.

When life was easier.

I think they wished
for it too.

Ready?

Let's go home.