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I should've told you the truth

all those years ago, about your brother.

I get it now.

I have something to
give you. The letters

your father sent you from prison,

all those years ago.

I threw these away.

Then you took them out of
the trash to save them for me.

We got rear-ended at a light.

I'm really sorry, Mom. I just...

Wanted to impress your new boyfriend?

You're grounded. Go to your room.

Been thinking a lot about us.

About what I want
our relationship to be.

My life is here, in New York, with you.

I mean, are you really
sure? Because I...

Maya.

Maya.

Maya, you here?

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Please, can you just try to talk to Mom?

Delilah, I'm sorry.

- Please. I'm...
- This is your own fault.

Hey, Mom?

Hi. So, okay, I-I know
that I'm grounded...

Oh, this feels like
a perfect place to stop.

But Cam is having
an important pop-up shoe sale

and I told him weeks ago
that I'd be there.

So, you want me
to rescind your punishment

so you can hang out with the same person

who took you joyriding

in my father's Chevelle?

Okay, but Mom...

Grounded means grounded,
not sorta kinda grounded.

Mom, you're not even listening to me.

No, I'm not listening.

She can be mad all she wants.

Coffee?

Just a little.

'Cause I have
a breakfast date with Dante.

Ooh.

Well, look at the both of
y'all getting that worm.

Got to tell you,

after all this time,

finally getting to be together...

it just feels...

Second chance.

Not everyone is that lucky.

Yeah. So we are going
to enjoy every minute.

- Mm.
- Starting with breakfast.

Did I tell you how good
you look this morning?

- Twice.
- Still not enough.

Needed this.

I was up late last night
reading all those letters

my father wrote in prison.

Years' worth.

The ones you never opened
because you were too angry?

He was barely around
when I was growing up.

He gets 20 years,

suddenly he wants to be my pen pal.

Yeah, I was angry.

So... what did they say?

Well, what he didn't say was
"I'm sorry,"

but in each one of them he did mention

I had a brother, James.

So he did try to tell you
you had a brother?

Said he knew it was complicated
but hoped we'd meet one day.

And, well, that day is... today.

Really?

We both visit Pop at the hospital,

I'm bound to run into him at some point.

I'd rather it happen on my own terms,

so I reached out to him
and he agreed to meet.

How you feeling about that?

I'm...

trying to keep an open mind.

He has your eyes.

I don't know, you might be a lot alike.

He's a defense attorney.

Polar opposites.

Duty calls.

Mm.

Yep, got to go.

Hey.

Let me know how everything goes
with James.

Oh, you two were close.

Like sisters. Till Maya got into drugs.

Then we just grew apart.

Mm.

When I went off to college,

Maya slid into addiction.

Run-ins with the law, all that,

but recently, she turned it all around.

She went to rehab, she got clean.

That's great.

Yeah, but out of nowhere,
Maya called me,

said that she didn't
want to be home alone

and asked if I could stay with her

- for a little while.
- She say why?

It seems stupid now,
but I didn't think to ask.

I was just so excited
at a chance to reconnect.

But when I got to her
apartment it was weird.

Maya wasn't there.

Her phone was there, the purse
was there, but no Maya.

After a few hours I
called everyone I knew,

I mean, local hospitals, but no luck.

Police?

They opened a case,

but the officer said
there wasn't much they could do.

Saw her record and
assumed she was just off

somewhere, relapsed.

It's a shame.

There's not a lot of support for
young women trying to turn it around.

Yeah, unfortunately people tend
to judge you for your past.

I'm telling you, she was clean.

When Maya called me, it
was like the old Maya

was back on the phone again.

I know something's wrong.

I believe you.

Thank you, um...

I didn't know what else to do.

You said Maya left her cell phone.

Did you think to bring it?

Yeah.

All right.

I'm gonna check into it.

I'll do everything I can to find her.

Okay, this confirms
what Maya's friend told Rob.

Looks like Maya went
down a pretty dark road,

including two arrests
for heroin possession,

but she, uh, went to rehab 14 months ago

and got a job working from home
for a call center.

Looks like she was turning
things around.

I don't know, I mean, I...
I hate to say it,

but maybe she fell off the wagon,

just doesn't want to be found.

Hey, it's possible,

but the fact that she didn't
want to be left alone...

it seems like something else
was going on.

Also, she left her cell
and her purse at her place.

Which suggests she was
planning on coming back.

Yeah, or that she
had to leave in a big hurry.

Rob went over there to check things out.

- I think I'm gonna go meet her.
- Okay.

I'll see what I can find
on Maya's phone.

James.

Marcus.

Thanks for coming.

Well, I got to admit, I was
surprised to hear from you.

Didn't think you knew who I was.

I didn't. Not until four months ago.

Four months.

Just reaching out now?
That's interesting.

I was still trying
to process everything.

Mm-hmm.

Figure out what's best for Pop.

You think you know what that is?

Here's our guy.

Been doing great.

Hey, Pop. How's everything going?

Marcus.

I know. And James.

Just...

It's the first time you two
ever came here together.

It's nice.

Come on, Dad.

- You're looking good.
- Thanks.

All we know is Maya wasn't here

- when Faith got here.
- Yeah, no signs

of forced entry or struggle.

Rob.

Think Harry's right?

Maya fell off the wagon
and never came back?

Is that a stash box?

Yeah. But she wasn't using.

She's taking nifedipine
for preeclampsia.

It's a blood pressure condition
that can affect pregnant women.

It's very dangerous if it's not treated.

Well, that explains this.

Maya's missing, and pregnant.

Help!

Help!

Somebody help!

Hey, so I've been searching
for, uh, footage of Maya

leaving her apartment the last
couple days, but nothing.

Not many cams this side of town.

There's got to be some reason
Maya didn't want to be alone.

Yeah, Rob stayed
to talk to the neighbors,

see if they'd know anything
that can speak to why.

Well, I will say this: Maya has been

very diligent about
preparing for motherhood.

Recent online purchases include

a breast pump, baby books, diapers,

- a crib.
- Well, that stuff can add up.

Well, according to her bank
records, she had been receiving

monthly deposits of $1,500

from some place called

Hearts Unbound Foundation.

- What's that?
- According to the website,

it's a charity for low-
income pregnant women.

So she was getting her act together.

Yeah, and according to her calendar,

she'd been getting prenatal care

from a Dr. Bennings at a
free clinic on the East Side.

When was her last appointment?

Oh, man. Yesterday.

Maybe they were
the last people to see her.

Yeah, and maybe someone there knows

who or what she was worried about.

Been wondering

when you two would get
your schedules straight

so you could visit at the same time.

You should do it more often.

So, how you liking this place, Pop?

The food tastes like cardboard.

One of you needs
to sneak me in something, huh?

Maybe, uh, uh,

uh...

What do I like to eat, anyway?

Don't worry about the food too
much. You won't be here long.

Dad, we will be right back.

Okay.

Before you make any more plans

about Dad's future, how about
you include me this time?

I reached out to you, didn't I?

Today. Meanwhile, you have
been using the power of attorney

to do whatever you want
whenever you want to do it.

Someone had to make decisions.

Which you never thought
to consult me about.

Even though you've known about me

since the day Dad was hospitalized.

Where's Pop?

Pop?

The man who was sitting here...

did you see where he went?

Go ahead and sign in.

You two have an appointment?

- No.
- That's okay.

They do walk-ins. Just go on in.

Thanks.

Dr. Bennings?

We're looking into the disappearance

of one of your patients.

A woman named Maya Williams.

- She's missing?
- Yes, she is.

We know she had an appointment
here yesterday. Did she make it?

I'm sorry. Are you police?

Concerned friends.

As much as I'd like to help,

there are privacy laws,
doctor-patient privilege.

We understand that,
but we're very concerned

for Maya's safety.

We know that you prescribed
her nifedipine.

Could you at least tell us
how extreme her condition was,

when she'd need her next dose,
that sort of thing?

My hands are tied. I'm sorry.

I hope you find her.

Excuse me.

Regina. Did you know

Maya Williams?

Yes.

Sorry, I was eavesdropping.

- You said she's missing?
- Yeah, she is.

Is there anything you can
tell us that might explain why?

Uh...

You didn't hear this from me,

but Maya has a pretty extreme case

of preeclampsia.

- So does that mean that...
- It means

I'm worried about her.

If she misses even one dose

or is in a stressful situation
that isn't managed,

you're talking a lot of bad

- potential outcomes.
- Can you tell us

if she made her appointment yesterday?

No. She didn't.

If you'll excuse me.
I-I really should go.

Regina, please. If you care about Maya

the way that you say you do,

can you think of anything
that would be helpful?

- I actually... There is one thing.
- Mm-hmm?

At Maya's last appointment,

there was this guy she was arguing with,

and it looked pretty heated.

What were they arguing about?

I'm not sure, exactly, but...

sounded like money.

Did you get a name?

No. He was tall, uh, pale,

kind of mean-looking.

But I'd never seen him before.

I'm sorry. Good luck.

Yeah. Thank you.

Thanks.

Be easier if we had a name.

Well, if we had to sign in...

Y'all get what you needed?

Yes, but before we leave,
I just had to tell you

your earrings are amazing.

- Really?
- Yes, girl.

Your fit is fire.
You got the accessories,

check. Nails, check.
You got it going, girl.

- You're gonna give me a big head.
- All right.

Let's get out of here.
This lady's making us look bad.

Yeah. You got it, sweetie.

Oh. I'll get it.

Oh. Hi, Mr. Murray.

What in God's name
are you cooking over here?

- Oh, just a...
- I'm trying to hang

my laundry, and my yard
smells like a fry shack.

Okay, do you understand
that's offensive?

Well, the smell is offensive.

And so is your attitude.

- What?
- You know what? You know, ever since

your grandkids moved out,
you have been constantly

complaining about something.
Move the trash cans,

the automatic yard lights
are on too long.

Those lights were on too long.

It's as bright as a damn
rock concert over here.

Okay, well, now it's cooking.
You don't control the air.

Mr. Murray, why don't you come on in?

Uh, I got things to do. Shut the window.

What is the matter with you? You
don't speak to people like that.

Me? What about him?

Excuse me?

Okay, Lenox Lage.

He was at Maya's
last appointment with her,

and back in the day,

they both got arrested
for possession together.

I don't know. Maybe he's a-a boyfriend

- or her baby's father?
- Regina

from the clinic said
they were arguing about money.

Maybe old Lenox here

caught wind of her charity stipend

and wanted it for a fix.

If he's an addict, he could be
violent, unpredictable.

What if Lenox asked Maya
for the money, she said no,

and then he took her
someplace to convince her?

Maya, are you in there? We're coming in.

Maya.

What? It's...

Lenox. Should have

told us you brought guests
to our little party.

These two better have my money.

I never seen 'em in my life.

Well, they're not guests, then, huh?

Party crashers.

- Hey.
- Who are you?

Would you mind taking a step back first?

Y-You're in my personal space.

Oh, yeah?

Better?

Much.

- Where's Maya?
- I don't know. I...

Maya's missing, and we know
you were fighting at the clinic.

Yeah, we got into an argument.

I-I got a little aggressive, but
only because I needed her help.

- I owed them.
- For drugs.

Yeah. I needed to borrow

some dough. Maya said she'd help.

She was supposed
to bring me cash yesterday,

- but she never showed.
- How do you know Maya?

We used to be friends.

You're the baby's father?

Me? No. She said it was some guy

who wanted nothing to do with the kid.

She was gonna raise it solo.

If he didn't take her, then who did?

I'll call you when I find him.

All right, standing by. Thanks.

I looked all over the grounds. Nothing.

He's not in the facility,
either. I put a BOLO out.

They're gonna put some manpower to it.

- You think he's in danger?
- In his condition?

Trying to navigate these
streets? I'd say so.

I've got a guy I use to find people.

Well, I got some
top-notch PI's I can call.

Don't bother. None of them
can do what my guy can.

Are you really gonna turn this
into a pissing contest?

Hey, Harry. Find anything?

Yes and no. I was able to get
eyes on him, but he went down

into the subway,
and that's when I lost him.

He could have gone any direction,

- any train.
- Damn it.

I'll let you know if I find

- anything else.
- Thanks, Harry.

Your big shot crap out?

Says he went into a subway
one block east of here.

Oh, great. He could be anywhere by now.

So let's think. Maybe he's not
just randomly wandering.

Hold up. That station has
the G train back to Brooklyn.

I used to take that
all the time with Dad.

There's a park there.

I know that park.
The one with the broken slide.

- He used to take me there, too.
- What do you think?

Worth a shot.

Okay.

You want to tell me
what's going on with you?

What do you mean?

First, you take your mother's
Chevelle out,

knowing how she feels about that car.

And now the way
you just treated Mr. Murray,

who, despite how he goes about it,

is just a lonely old man

looking for human connection.

I'm sorry.

This isn't you, Dee.

What's going on?

Okay.

To be honest...

...I don't really know.

There's just so much happening.

There's college applications,

and a lot of really
big decisions to make.

Sometimes thinking about it is just...

overwhelming.

It's like

my life as I know it is ending.

Oh, sweetheart.

No, really. I mean...

new school,

new friends... who knows...
even a whole new city?

It's all...

really scary.

Yeah.

Move over.

I'm sure it is.

I remember.

But that still doesn't make it okay

to take it out on other people.

I know you're right.

Think about it. Poor Mr. Murray...

he's probably going through
the same thing you are.

With his grandchildren
moving out, he's...

he's looking for purpose.

He's basically trying to figure
out what his future's gonna be,

just like you.

And I'm sure he is...

just as scared as you.

Maybe even more so.

Thanks, Auntie.

What you got, Harry?

Okay, um, so,

we know from Lenox that
he was supposed to meet Maya

yesterday at 4:00 p.m.
but she never showed up,

which suggests something
happened to her before then.

According to her
credit card information,

she went to this café around that time.
There she is.

Hmm. Check the SUV.

Yeah. Could be following her.

- Can you get a visual inside the café?
- Yeah.

Pulling it up.

Maya seems uncomfortable.

Whoa. What was that about?

I don't know. Let's see.

Oh.

- I lost her.
- All right, what about the other woman?

All right, let's see who she is.

Okay, Linda Bass.

No criminal record,
nothing out of the ordinary.

- She's married.
- To Colin Bass.

Okay, what's his deal?

Colin Bass, 43 years old,

manages a medium-sized hedge fund...

Wait a minute.

Look at this.
Looks like he's been making

monthly payments
to an anonymous shell corp

with the same exact

account number as Hearts
Unbound, the charity that

Maya's been getting her stipend from.

Yeah, I'm starting to think this charity

might not be so legit.

Maybe there was a reason

that woman was getting so aggressive.

Remember Lenox said the baby's father

didn't want anything to
do with Maya or the child?

Maybe Colin is the baby's father.

I wonder if he was paying Maya off

through the charity to keep her quiet.

Yes, and then Linda found out.

So you think Linda made Maya disappear?

Only one way to find out.

Can you trace her for me?

Yeah, hold on a second.

You look gorgeous.

Thank you.

Mr. and Mrs. Bass?

Yes?

We need to talk to you
about Maya Williams.

Mrs. Bass, I know you
approached her yesterday.

And I know you've been making
monthly payments to her.

Wh-Who are you?

We're concerned friends of Maya.

Mr. Bass,

are you the father of Maya's baby?

Yes, I'm the father.

Or will be.

And Linda here will be the mother.

We're adopting her baby.

The payments are to ensure

good medical care
and nutrition for Maya.

So, why did you confront Maya yesterday?

Told you that was a bad idea.

I wouldn't call it a confrontation.

I was curious and couldn't help myself.

We've wanted a baby for so long,

I... I just wanted to see the mother.

Get a sense of who she was.

I tried to be subtle, but,

clearly, that's not my strong suit.

But I didn't

mean to scare her.
I do feel awful about that.

We tried to get ahead of it,

called our lawyer, told him
what happened.

You have a lawyer?

Dean Rada.

He's the one handling the adoption.

And he assured us everything was fine.

Dean even gave us the good news.

The baby will be delivered tonight.

That's why we're here...

little celebratory dinner
before the baby arrives.

Oh, honey, we need to go.

Come on.

Somehow, their attorney knows
that the baby is coming tonight.

Maya's been missing for 18 hours.

All right.

So, it looks like the Bass' lawyer

specializes in bringing

foreign-born children into this country.

But in the last couple of years,

he's handled five domestic adoptions.

And get this.

All five of those mothers
were receiving payments

from the same "charity" that
Maya was getting money from

and were patients at
the same exact free clinic.

We need to pay this lawyer a visit.

He's out of the office till Monday.

I got an auto reply from his email.

Called his assistant, she confirmed this

and wouldn't tell me where he was.

So, I can try and track him down,

but, you know, it'll take a minute.

Okay, so we have

a couple who think that they're

legally adopting Maya's baby

and then we have all this evidence

that points to Maya being intent

on raising that child herself.

Harry,
any info on the other five mothers?

Mm-hmm.

All five around the same age,

in the New York area,

and all five have a history
of substance abuse.

Well, that's got to factor in somehow.

Harry, you got to find that lawyer.

In the meantime,
maybe one of these other mothers

can shed some light.

You said

you're from Social Services?

Yes,

Children and Family Services Division.

Children and Family Services?

I thought this was about my recovery.

They were supposed
to be finding me a therapist.

Actually, we're here to talk to you

about your experience
with the adoption process.

What would I know about that?

Didn't you recently
give your son up for adoption?

I don't know
where you got your information,

but my son is dead.

Um, I'm so sorry to hear that.

Obviously, we got the wrong information.

But would you mind answering
a few questions for us anyway?

I'm-I'm not sure...

It could help other expectant mothers.

His name was Jabari.

I'm sorry again for the mix-up.

I really apologize, but

do you mind if I ask how he died?

During childbirth.

Stillborn.

It all happened so fast.

They called me
to the clinic after hours.

They had some concerning results
from a blood test.

And when they examined me,

they said that the baby was in distress,

that they had to do
an emergency C-section.

And when I recovered
from the anesthesia,

Jabari was dead.

I'm sorry to ask you this.

But did you ever see Jabari?

No.

They said that most mothers

don't want to see their baby like that,

so they took care of it.

I loved Jabari with all my heart.

I wanted so much to be a mom, you know?

I-I made him this little special quilt

and I put together a bassinet.

Who was your doctor at the clinic?

Dr. Bennings.

Oh, but they were so caring.

Regina... one of the nurses...
even helped me get home.

I-I have no one to blame but myself.

I used when I was younger.

Staff at the clinic said that
if I had lived a cleaner life,

then this probably wouldn't've happened.

Rob, do you think that...

Aaliyah's baby's alive? Absolutely.

And if they told Aaliyah
that her baby was dead,

that's probably what they told

the other four mothers.

- It's disgusting.
- Yeah.

That attorney is working
with someone in that clinic

to steal babies and sell them

to rich prospective parents

who'll pay to cut the line.

And I think they're targeting women

with substance abuse issues because

they think they're easy prey, like Maya.

Yeah, except it went sideways

- when Linda approached her.
- Yeah.

Maya knew something was shady.

And then Linda called the lawyer.

He knew there was trouble.

Rob, they are not gonna let Maya talk.

They're gonna deliver that baby

and then they're gonna kill her.

No, they won't.

I'm not gonna let that happen.

Man, this place brings back memories.

I used to love comic books.

There was a store on that corner
Pop used to take me to.

'Course, he would always
leave me there for hours

while he was off doing God knows what.

This is the park Dad taught me
how to throw a baseball.

He'd make me run laps around the diamond

and if I beat a time,
he'd take me out for pizza.

And if you didn't?

I don't know.

I always beat it.

I wanted that pizza, man.

Tony's?

He brought you there, too?

Best pizza in Brooklyn.

Wait.

Pop was complaining
about the food earlier.

What if he went to
Tony's to get a slice?

Well, it's just on
the other side of the park.

If we don't find him here,
we can check that out next.

I swear,

even with no memory,

Pop is still messing things up.

Look, I'm not saying
he doesn't have his flaws,

but how long are you gonna
hold his past against him?

Longer than you, apparently.

You never visited him, did you?

In prison? No.

After he went away,

I put him out of my life completely.

I guess that's
the difference between us.

Instead of giving up
on him, I forgave him.

Which is kind of ironic,

since you're the one with his last name.

So, what was he like as a father to you?

I mean, yeah, he screwed up,

was selfish.

But he always made sure
I knew he loved me.

If I ever had a real problem,

even when he was locked up,

I knew I could go to him and he
would talk to me without judgement.

Must be nice.

I don't think you even know
what you had with him.

He used to sing your praises
all the time.

Did he?

Yeah, my whole damn childhood.

It was Marcus this and Marcus that.

Like you were some kind of role model.

Which was kind of hard
since I never met you.

Hey. So, if you knew who I was

while you were growing up,

how come you never reached out?

Dad told me not to.

He wanted to tell you himself.

But since you would never speak to him

or open his letters...

Yeah, but at some point,

you're a grown-ass man
who can do what you want.

By then I didn't care.

You were supposed to be this model son,

but you never once went to see him?

I wanted nothing to do with you.

Doc.

- You two again.
- We need to talk.

Listen, I told you...

I know, doctor-patient privilege.

We're gonna waive that today.

The hell do you think you're doing?

It's what you've been doing.

Doing unnecessary

C-sections on unsuspecting mothers

so you can sell their babies.

We know that Maya's getting
induced today, so where is she?

I don't know what you're talking about.

You're a doctor, so you know
what kind of damage this can do

on internal organs.

Where is Maya?

I have no idea, I swear.

I told her I was out.

Her? Who's her?

- Regina.
- The nurse practitioner?

This was Regina's idea
from the beginning.

Where is she?

She left here about an hour ago.

I didn't know about Maya
until it was too late.

I warned Regina things had gone too far.

Now it's gone too far?

I was told these babies
would be given good homes

and a chance at a better life.

That is not your decision to make.

NYPD will be here shortly.

If I were you,

I would get a good lawyer.

Not Dean Rada, though.

After today, that guy's
not gonna be practicing.

The medicine to induce

can take a long time to work,

so if Regina left less than an hour ago,

then it must be time to deliver.
But where?

Wherever they're keeping her.

It's got to be someplace close.

Hey.

Hey, Harry,
Maya's about to deliver her baby.

But afterwards,

there's a good chance
they're gonna kill her.

We need to know where
this is going down.

We're thinking it's someplace
close to the clinic

in case something happens to the baby.

But with the necessary medical equipment

- for a delivery.
- Okay, hold on.

All right, I may have something.

A couple of blocks away,

there's a medical building,
used to be full

of private practices,
but it just went up for sale.

They might still have
medical equipment there.

Okay, thanks.

- This is too much, Regina.
- Grow a pair, will you?

I expected this from
Bennings but not you.

I never signed up for murder.

You signed up to make
a ton of money and you have.

If Maya talks, we both go to prison.

This can still work.
We deliver the baby,

give Maya a hot shot
and drop her body somewhere.

No one's gonna care about some druggie.

I care.

One more step and I inject

enough morphine to kill her
and the baby in 30 seconds.

Try it.

You're not faster than this bullet.

I have every right
to leave the premises.

Say one more word.

I dare you.

Drop the gun or she dies.

Regina?

You're a nurse.

A caregiver.

Whatever your reasons
are for doing this,

it's not worth killing
a mother and her unborn child.

You can't come back from that.

I am saving this child.

Do you know what it's like to
have a mother addicted to drugs?

I do.

I'm giving this child a chance.

- Maya is clean.
- She'll relapse.

They always do.

- You don't know that.
- Stop.

I won't let her steal
this child's future.

It's her child.

Green light.

The baby!

The baby is coming now!

Okay, okay. Let's get you out of those.

Yeah, I've got a woman in labor.

I need an ambulance
at this location right now.

Hey, Pop.

What are you boys doing here?

Looking for you.

I wanted pizza.

I can't seem to remember.

Do I like pepperoni?

Sausage with anchovies.

Slice of sausage and anchovies, please.

Coming right up.

When I saw you two
this morning...

it triggered something.

A memory.

Only it was fuzzy, like...

just out of reach. But I knew

something about this place.

And I had to...

It's okay, Pop.

Go on and eat.

You all right?

This pizza.

This place.

What, Dad?

Being here...

with both of you.

Here.

I brought you.

But separately.

You remember anything else?

Bits and pieces.

Scattered thoughts.

But it's enough to know
that I let you both down.

I'm sorry, boys.

The key is making sure the butter

is completely browned.

- Wow. I mean, it looks...
- That's why they call it brown butter.

Really.

First it was the smell.

Now it's the noise pollution.

- Turn it down.
- No problem,

- I will.
- Yeah, and another thing, you... Oh.

Yeah.

Well, good.

Can I actually ask you a question?

What did you do for a
living before you retired?

Well, I was an electrician

- for 40 years.
- Hmm.

Why?

I don't know. You know, I'm...

I'm actually about to head to college.

I'm honestly just trying
to figure things out.

Well, I, uh...

I didn't go to college,

but, uh, I was trained by
one of the best electricians

- in New York City.
- He, uh,

he wired half the U.N.
building, you know.

Really?

That man put me through hell.

But it was worth it.

Because it made me who I am.

So, whatever you choose to do,

that's the kind of work ethic it's
gonna take

if you want to succeed.

You understand?

Yeah, I do.

Hey, listen.

We actually have a faulty light
switch in one of the bathrooms.

I mean, do you think there's any way

you can maybe take a look at it?

Well, yeah, I suppose I could. Sure.

Okay. I mean, I-I'm sure a
lot of people around here

would love to know they have an
electrician in the neighborhood.

I could spread the word.

If that-if that's okay with you.

I suppose. Yeah.

Well,

uh, I'd better get my tools.

And, you know what, a-as a thank-you,

when you're done,
why don't you stay for a meal?

Taste what we've been cooking up.

I guess I could do that.

All right. Thank you.

I'll be back.

All right, I'll see you soon.

And that, my dear,
is your good deed for the day.

Thank you.

So, uh...

now can you tell Mom
to take me off grounding?

No.

But good try.

Thank you.

Had to ask.

Get ready for a lot of

- sleepless nights.
- Oh, I am.

And Faith has decided to stay

for a couple of weeks.

Help with the baby.

So I'll have a little relief.

Looking forward to it.

You and I have
a lot of catching up to do.

And she can help me study.

The reason I got that
call center job is 'cause

I got into NYU's online program.

So I can do both...
and take care of my baby.

I want her to have a mom
she can be proud of.

She already does.

I don't know how to thank you.

You just promise to love

and take care of that little girl.

And yourself.

That's a promise.

And what about all the other women

and their babies?

They're gonna have a tough road ahead.

Not to mention a legal nightmare.

Families who thought they legitimately

adopted babies are not
gonna want to let 'em go.

But my friends and I

will do everything we can

to get those children
back with their birth mothers.

Thank you.

There they are.

Ben, you can't just run off like that.

Food here stinks.

Maybe so, but you need
to sign out before you leave.

- We'll take care of him.
- Yeah.

Get some rest, Dad.

See you soon.

You boys take care.

Come on.

- Let get you back, sir.
- So, what now?

With Dad?

Yeah, that's something
we got to figure out.

Together.

But I meant what now with you and me.

I'm not sure.

My boys and I watch
the Knicks games on Friday.

Maybe you could swing by and meet them.

I don't know. I'm
pretty busy these days.

Fair enough.

If your schedule ever clears,

let me know.

Hey!

Hey, Mom.

This is a pleasant surprise.

Not the tidal wave of
teenaged angst I was expecting.

Yeah. Uh, too tired.

Too tired of being

upset with me about missing Cam's thing?

Well, I mean, yeah,

obviously, I feel horrible.

I made a promise to him to be there.

On a brighter note...

...somebody made a new friend today.

Mr. Murray next door.

- Hold up. Mean Mr. Murray?
- Okay,

wait. He's actually not so bad.

Plus, he fixed, like, eight things

around the house, so...

Anyway.

I am gonna call Cam,
just see how everything went.

So, good night, you guys.

- Good night.
- Good night, my love.

Now, there is

no way I believe
that grouchy ol' Mr. Murray

made up for missing Cam's pop-up.

What really happened?

There's more to that story.

Let's just say that Dee

is going through some growing pains.

Maybe this year's gonna be harder

than we expected with our girl.

Yeah, no doubt.

But we'll handle it.

Together.

With a whole lot of wine.

Wine? Right now.

Sounds like you had a big day.

Yeah.

No one's really sure how much

memory Pop's recovered.

Doctor described it like broken glass.

Pieces with gaps in between.

Well, I'm just glad he's back,
safe and sound.

So, how'd you
leave things off with James?

I reached out.
Now the ball's in his court.

Don't forget it took you a while

to come around to the idea of him.

Now you got to give your brother
the same opportunity.

It may take him a minute

to get used to having you in his life.

Yeah.

You're right.

And thank you for always
lending me your ear.

'Course, I wouldn't mind
a little more of you.

Really?

Which parts?

How much time you got?

I got a long list.

How long is your list?

A very long list.

What's at the top?

Your lips. Your ears. Your eyes.