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Previously on Kyle XY:

- Will you go
to the prom with me?
- I would love to go with you.

I have less than four weeks
to plan a theme, decorations,
food...

- Ouch.
- Bummer.

You'll wow me with the lyrics.

- In exchange for...
- I DJ the prom.

I'd hate to see you blow off
Declan for a taste of college
boy pie.

Neither of us meet anyone
by prom, we can finish
what we started.

- Yeah?
- Totally.

My test results are back.
I'm in remission!

I have to find her. I have
to know who this woman is.

- Brian told me about Sarah.
- You don't know how she died.

She was like you,
trying too much too fast.

Something she wasn't
ready for killed her.

I don't know why Taylor's
pushing, but you need to stop.

Prove to Latnok that we matter.

Jessi, please
don't listen to him.

What am I supposed to do?
He's my father.

Someone is sending
Kyle a message.

- I thought Sarah was dead.
- She is.

- Maybe she wants me
to find her.
- Hello.

- I'm Kyle.
- My name is Sarah.

Life is a journey,
and the road we travel
has twists and turns

which sometimes leads us to
unexpected places and
unexpected people.

It's amazing how much
you look like Adam.

You haven't told him
about us meeting tonight.

Adam knows about the messages,
but I never mentioned them
to Jessi.

Good.

They think about you a lot.

Yes, well.

I want you to understand.

Brian Taylor has always been
a true believer in Latnok.

By showing off Jessi's
abilities, he thinks
they'll let him in,

- even if she's harmed.
- Adam explained that to me.

I'm sure Adam's explanation
preserved his belief

in Latnok's noble intentions.

- Aren't they?
- What Adam told you
wasn't wrong.

People in Latnok aren't bad.

They're simply scientists
with a clinical point of view.

To them everything's
about numbers, facts,
hypotheses.

Nothing's personal.
But I took it personally.

- That's why you disappeared.
- To have a life.

To be free to make my own
choices, which is what you
and Jessi deserve.

- But Jessi wants this.
- Because she doesn't
know any better.

Taylor cares about Latnok,
he doesn't care about Jessi.

He sees her as an achievement.

If he pushes her too far
and she breaks down,
such is the cost of science.

She's just a means to an end.
You have to make her
see it, Kyle.

You have to get through
to her before it's too late.

- You could get through to her.
- No.

Don't tell her about me.

But how will I find you?

You won't. I'll find you.

Um, I wasn't able to finish
the protocol within
the time limit,

- but I'll do it tomorrow.
- Don't bother.

I can do it.
I just have to stay focused.

Jess, you're done training.
You're ready now.

- I am?
- I set up a
meeting with Latnok.

- That's how you're
starting your day?
- I spent last night

listening to Lori battle
with a guitar and lose...

- It wasn't that bad.
- Yes, it was.

- What was?
- We heard you
working on your song.

How's it coming?

Blocked. I think I need an
inspirational cup of teen angst
at The Rack.

- That's today's special.
- What are you talking about?

Nothing says prom like
watching fellow students
blow their life savings

planning a crass,
meaningless ritual of
adolescence

the sole purpose of which is to
indulge in underage drinking,

promiscuity
and unrealistic expectations.

- Declan.
- You don't sound blocked to me.

I didn't know prom cost money.

- 1,900 bucks and counting.
- No way.

200 for the tickets, 300 for the
limo, another 150 for dinner,

then a thousand for the suite...

For the sweet afterparty.

- Lots of punch and chips.
- Nice save.

Not to sound too mom or
anything,

you don't break the bank
to have a great time.

Thanks, Mrs. Trager.
And no "mom" offense taken.

OK, you ready?
We gotta go. See you later.

So, who signed up for the
Declan prom extravaganza?

Um, tux fitting's at 10.
Ready to go?

Actually, I have to
take care of something.

Avoidance. Interesting.

- Why are you so happy?
- Because I'll be
hanging out with Andy

while you go broke watching
Prince Charming with his new
Cinderella.

- Drop dead.
- Catchy.

- You should
use that in your song.
- It's the title.

Why are proms so expensive?

You want it to mean something,
to be special.

That means thousands
of dollars you don't have?

It's about creating the mood.
Girls want romance and magic.

Romantic is easy.
Magic requires cash.

What if I want to give Amanda
magic, but I don't have money?

Nothing. You're screwed.

- Don't forget to vote.
- You're actively campaigning?

Why leave things to chance,
when I found the perfect date?

- Who's the lucky guy?
- He's round, sparkly,

weighs just the right amount,
and keeps your hair in place.

- You're dating the tiara?
- Yes, munchkin.

Goes with anything,
my dress choices are unlimited.

- Prom queen. Just add crown.
- Wow.

- You really went all out.
- You seem decidedly unfabulous.

Prom committee's a nightmare
with the decorators and
arguments with caterers.

I want prom to be the perfect
night, and all I can think about

is table rentals
and nonrefundable deposits.

To top it off, now I'm getting
crap for the prom theme.

- Which is?
- "The Time of Our Lives."

Come on. Patrick Swayze?
"Nobody puts Baby in a corner."

How many times have
you seen Dirty Dancing?

- Thirty-three.
- Oh!

- Poor thing.
- Why does everyone
keep saying that?

There are other places
we can meet.

Yes. But none that have
your employee discount.

You owe me a buck fifteen.
They wouldn't believe me
when I said I was you.

Save money.
Put it towards a tuxedo.

Why, did somebody die?

You don't wear a tuxedo to a
funeral, you wear one to a prom.

Didn't you tell me that going to
a prom would be a fate worse
than death?

And then death and I were
next-door neighbors,
he moved out of the area...

You are getting that this is
a cancer metaphor, right?

It's a cancer simile.

I also know that neither one
of us is old enough to get
into the prom.

That's why mama got Josh
to work out the details,

while I'm off buying
a smoking-hot prom dress.

So, what do you think?

I think that you and the prom
should be required by law

- to stay 100 yards
from each other.
- Excuse me?

With crepe paper moon and
make-believe smiles, we'll
never forget this sight

Swirling with laughter
And fraudulent tears

Our hollow memory of prom night

I think
it captured the mood.

You've annihilated
an innocent ritual.

I'm sorry it doesn't meet your
shiny, happy people musical
standards.

I guess I just
expected more from you.

- Since when are you working?
- Since when
do you drink coffee?

I need to keep awake
until the day after prom.

And I need ducats
in a major way.

- You better tip.
- Money? What for?

For that fancy little dance
you're willing to give up
sleep over.

You're going to prom?
But you and Andy aren't
old enough.

Are you going with someone else?
Did you guys break up?
I'm so sorry.

None of that.
It's the damn cancer.

I thought we had it beat,
but it's still biting my ass.

Andy, she of hamburgers and
hippie skirts, has decided she
wants to go.

Oh. And you wanna
make it special.

Andy's like the coolest guy
I've ever known

in a body I get to
make out with.

I'm lucky I got her once,
but now that she's not sick,

I feel like I've
hit the jackpot again.

I don't care what it takes.
She's getting prom deluxe.

That is so sweet. I wanna help.

First we have to figure out
a way to get you guys in.

Aren't you
the head of committee?

I sold you tickets, you'd
never make it past the door,

unless you had an
upperclassman as your date.

And the costs
keep rising.

- Bribe decoy prom dates.
- Josh?

I think I might know a couple
who'd do it for free.

Whatever you've come here
to say, don't.

- You'll ruin today for me.
- What's today?

It's happening.
I'm meeting them, Latnok.

They want me to show them
what I can do.

Taylor wants to show them
so he can look good.

Why do you have to say that?
Why'd you come here?

I have the chance to prove
I'm worth something.

You already are.

And you don't have to prove that
to Taylor or Latnok or anyone.

Maybe I need to prove it
to myself.

So did Sarah,
and it almost destroyed her.

You're wrong. No one
really knows what happened.

But I do.

Because she told me.

If you don't wanna listen to me,
maybe you'll listen to Sarah.

She's alive.

She's been living alone
all these years?

She wanted to escape
the pressure,

live some kind of life
other than Latnok's experiment.

But she made everyone think
she was dead.

I'm sure she had her reasons.

Why would she come to you?
Why not me?

She doesn't want anyone to know
she's still alive, even Adam.

- But she wants
to meet me, right?
- She wants you to come with me.

- But I'm supposed to go with...
- No, you need to come
to my house now.

So I can talk to her?

I'll make sure of it.

OK.

- Does Taylor know Jessi's here?
- No, but he'll start
to look for her.

She's supposed to meet
people from Latnok.

- Who are these people?
- I don't know.

Their membership is kept secret.

Adam always described them
as great thinkers and
humanitarians.

According to Sarah, they don't
have Jessi's interests in mind.

Until we know more, I'm glad
you convinced her to stay away.

Except I did it by telling her
she's going to meet Sarah.

But Sarah said
she'd contact you.

So if I can't find her soon,
I've only made the situation
worse.

- Where are we going?
- I'll tell you in the car.

- Kyle, you can't leave.
- Why? What's wrong?

I need 2,000 bucks by yesterday.

- I'm going to prom.
- You're not old enough.

I'm also not rich enough.
And your brain power equals
my cash flow.

I'd like to help,
but I really need to go.

To get Sarah?

- I'm planning on it.
- Let me come with you.

I think it'd be better
for you guys to meet here
for the first time.

But I'm her daughter.

And she's been in hiding
for 20 years.

It might be best for
the two of you to meet
someplace quiet, safe.

- It's contest time.
- This is it.

If you're the 82nd caller,
you win a $50 gift certificate

to Harville's Caramels,
Seattle's finest candy store.

What does that have to do
with paying for prom?

I win and I sell it.
It's a start.

OK, 82nd caller.

Wait. Now!

Lucky 82,
you're on the air.

- Hello? I won?
- That's right.

- Now hang on the line...
- I won!

You're not going anywhere.

Let's go.

I think the problem
with my lyrics is your music.

Come again.

It's showy, yet dull
and emotionally barren.

- So it's the melody's fault?
- A little constructive
criticism.

That from someone who thinks
b-flat means to fully recline.

Funny, considering your
big talent is mixing
other people's songs.

Sorry. What, did you need me
to write you a pithy comeback?

You know what? All you do is
cut down everything and
everyone around you.

You tell yourself you're edgy.

You don't realize everyone
knows you're jealous, because

they've found something
meaningful and you haven't.

Looks like you could use
a pithy comeback now, too.

- How about, "I quit"?
- My thought exactly.

You can find yourself
another DJ.

- No one inside remembers her.
- I told you it was a long shot.

No one saw her drive away,
so we can't even track her car.

- You ever play driver/rider?
- What's that?

I played it when I was a kid.
You match the drivers
with their rides.

Late 30s, lives off her tips,
but still finds enough dough
for highlights.

15-year-old beater
with expired plates.

I was really good at it.

If I can describe every car
in the lot last night

and the people in the diner,
can you match them up?

- I can if you can.
- That's something
I'm really good at.

Besides the waitress's
car, there's a sports car,
a blue minivan,

a rusty pickup, an old
motorcycle, and two sedans:

A blue four-door with a rental
sticker, the other dark gray.

Who's inside
the diner?

You haven't told him
about us meeting.

Adam knows about the messages,
but I never mentioned them
to Jessi.

Good.

A man, mid 30s,
in a nice suit.

He's with a girl, early 20s,
in a tight red shirt.

An affair.
She's the sports car, he's the minivan.

- Minivan?
- It's his turn
to carpool the kids.

Man, mid 20s, flannel
shirt talking to the waitress.

He's the pickup truck.

The cook with the tattoo
on his hand must be the
motorcycle.

You're getting
the hang of it.

Which leaves an older
man: heavy, tired.

Salesman.
He's driving the rental.

Sarah's driving the gray sedan.

OK, how did you do that?

I calculated the speed of the
telephone lines, the radio
station switcher,

and physiological requirements
to dial a multidigit number.

We're going to win every prize
on every radio station in
Seattle,

then sell the booty online
for half off. I'll be swimming
in green by dinnertime.

You are up for this, aren't you?

I mean, I could cut you in
for, say, 10 percent?

- I'm waiting anyway.
- Don't you need money for prom?

No one would want to take me.

But I don't care
because I'm meeting my mother.

That's really great. I'm happy
for you. So, five percent it is.

"You know you want to:
vote Hilary for Prom Queen?"

Are you trying to get elected
Prom Queen or invade
a small country?

I am like the Einstein
of social networking.

And I'm choosing to use my
powers for good instead of evil.

"Good" meaning your coronation?

Trick to getting votes is
research and making sure
everyone gets laid.

Well, except you of course.

So, what's up with Declan?
How's he faring?

Look at you, curious kitty.

I'm asking for demonstration
purposes only.

There's no confirmed kill
as of late,

but four sharks are circling.
Two are cheerleaders.

No surprise.

Of course, it could be time
for the resurrection of Leclan.

I'm so not going there.

But relationships like yours
bring order to the universe.

Nothing says copacetic like
reuniting Beachwood's
very own Brangelina.

Whoever invented proms
should be forced to plan one.

Great, I'm stuck
with Gloom and Gloomier.

Unless people brown-bag it,
prom's ruined.

What happened with the food?

Caterer got shut down
by the Health Department

and I can't get our deposit.

This might not be such a
good time to tell you this.

- Tell me what?
- We don't have a DJ, either.

- How'd you find me?
- Traffic cameras.

Traffic cameras.

I reviewed the Seattle
traffic database,

starting with the
three near the diner,

then sequentially accessed
137 more to lead me here.

I just wanted to tell you
that Jessi's OK.

Understand what Taylor's
been doing?

I don't think she'll believe
until she hears it from you.

- That won't be possible.
- She really wants
to meet you, Sarah.

Did you tell her?

- Why'd you do that?
- I didn't know what else to do.

I couldn't get her to listen.

But now you've
made things complicated.

Jessi was so excited to find out
her mother is really alive.

I'm not her mother.

I can't be a mother to her. To
anyone.

Please don't slip away again.
You can't just disappear.

I'm glad Jessi's safe.
That's all I wanted.

I don't believe that. You didn't
have to come back here.

Nobody had to know
that you were alive.

But Jessi touched
something inside of you.

You left Jessi
the record of that song.

You didn't have to do that.
You could have left it for me.

But I think you wanted
Jessi to feel

that somehow you were around
looking out for her.

All she wants is to know you.

And I think you're lucky to have
this opportunity to know her.

OK.

I'll come.

- This afternoon.
- Wait, my address.

- I know where you live.
- Right.

Tell Jessi I'm looking forward
to meeting her.

I will.

- What did she say?
- She's looking forward
to meeting you.

- When is she coming?
- This afternoon.

It's the best thing
that's ever happened to me.

OK. Enough of that.
I need you. We're on a roll.

What's going on?

Thanks to Jessi, we're gonna
prom it in style, bro.

If it's food we need,
then it's food we get.

- French would be my choice.
- Just remember,
we can't afford...

Then French it is!
The Gourmet Club will be
psyched!

Is everything all right?

She's trying to save us
from starving at prom.

A little setback with the
caterer. And then there's the
issue with the music.

Prom sucks.

What's wrong with Lori?

You cannot give me
an opening like that.

- What's Josh doing?
- Raising money.

In Spanish?

Apparently we're double dating
to the prom with him and Andy.

Actually, I'm taking Josh,
you're taking Andy.

- But I want to go with you.
- You still are.
It's a technicality.

A "date switch." It's the
only way underclassmen can
go to prom.

We're going together. It's just
I have officially asked Josh

and you've
officially invited Andy.

I'm sorry. I didn't ask
you if it was OK.

It is OK. It's more than OK.
Thank you for thinking of it.

Josh needed my help, I asked
myself, what would you do?

Yeah!

- What?
- Why do you hate prom?

Jessi, I'm so not in the mood.

- She comes in anyway.
- You're sad.

No, I'm frustrated and annoyed.

OK, maybe a little sad.

Why?

I just don't understand.

I mean, prom's supposed to be
this great milestone, right?

The whole thing has just left me
feeling sort of lost and empty.

That's how I feel
most of the time.

I just wanted prom
to mean something.

Wasn't it about celebrating the
times you've had with your
friends?

- I guess.
- You have lots of friends.

But it shouldn't just be this
night where we all play dress-up

and nobody looks
like themselves anyway.

- You should be who you are.
- And who are you?

The eternal question.

Honestly? No clue.

She even looks like me,
you know?

Like the way Adam
looks like Kyle?

You must be happy to meet her.

I want to remember every second.

That's what you do
when you don't have a past.

You live in the moment.

The big difference is
Sarah didn't have long hair.

If you want,
I could change that.

- I had no idea
you spoke French.
- I speak French food.

So, we just need to give Chef
Jacques a check for $5,000 by
tomorrow and,

voilà, we're in
for the gastronomical treat.

But I told you we don't
have any money left.

You're just going to have to fix
that, aren't you?

How are you doing?

- It's hard to just wait.
- You've done all you can do.

Maybe.

I just hope Sarah wants to meet
Jessi half as much as Jessi
wants to meet her.

What do you mean?

Sarah's pretended to
be dead all these years.

She cut herself off
from everyone she knew.

Doesn't sound like someone
eager to make a connection.

- You think she may not come?
- I hope that's
not the case, but...

I'm more worried that if she
does come, it won't be enough.

The last time I did this I was
with Declan and we were both
wasted.

- Do you need a drink first?
- No! Trust me, better sober.

I have been angry
with you for so long.

I don't want to be anymore.

I'm glad.

Me, too.

You sure about this?

Jessi, once we do this
there's no turning back.

I know.

You're either lost
or waiting for Kyle.

A little bit of both.

Is Kyle on board
with the date swap?

He'd love to help you go,
except there won't be one.

Do you know how hard
I've worked for that night?

How many donuts I sold
to raise money for balloons?

Should have kept them
so we'd have something to eat

now the caterer's
taken our money.

OK. One, I think you've
had way too much caffeine.

And two, are you telling me
there are problems with the
prom?

Yes. And yes.

No, don't even think it.

- Are you all right?
- No.

I just had the most terrible
thought flash in my brain:
"What would Kyle do?"

- I think that's going around.
- How much do you need?

- You don't want to know.
- I hate Kyle.

You take cash?

I'll get it!

I thought you'd be here.

- What did you do to your hair?
- I cut it.

- Let's go.
- No.

- You know what today is.
- I'm not going.

- That's not
really your decision.
- Yes, it is.

- You can't force her
to go anywhere.
- I have every right.

I'm aware of your rights,

but I'll do what's necessary
to make sure Jessi's safe.

I wonder what your licensing
board would say about that.

Let them say what they want.
You're not taking her.

What happens when
they ask questions?

- About Kyle?
- I'll answer them.

I can't believe this.
You know how important this is.

They think that I was wrong
to even create you.

We have to prove
that I was right.

I don't care what Latnok thinks.
I don't have to win them back.

I've done everything
for our dream. But they
turned their backs on me.

And now you? You owe me.

I owe you? Is that the price
of being your daughter?

You're damn right it is!
I gave you life!

- And they saved it. So get out.
- You heard her.

You'll regret this.

I'm all you've got.

Thank you.

Are you OK?

I will be.

My mother is coming.

Someone needed money.
I didn't want to,

I did, which made me feel
better, but I'm broke...

Exactly how much
money is left?

I can spring for
the prom tickets,

a sky-blue rayon suit
and a scoop of ice cream.

Two scoops?

- God, you're such a moron.
- I am?

I wanted to go.
It should be my treat.

- I just assumed that...
- That it was
this whole archaic thing

where you save your lunch money
and mow extra lawns

to take me out because
you think I'm pretty?

Uh-uh. Not having it.
You're the pretty one.

But you wanted a night of
cancer-free fun, and it's
my job to pay the way.

Let me explain something to you.

This mouth upchucked
a lot of lunches while in chemo.

And for some stupid reason,
you never stopped wanting
to make out with me.

You were generous
with the mouthwash.

- I figured it was cool.
- Would you zip it?

This is, like, a serious moment.

Yes, I'm glad the cancer's gone,

and, yes, I want to party
like a rock star,

but, Josh, you're the reason
I want to celebrate.

You really think I'm pretty?

Ow!

So forget about tossing
the couch for change.

Mama's got you covered.

Exactly how are you
paying for all this?

I recovered from cancer.
My moms will give us
money for days.

It's beautiful. Yeah.

- I'm glad you called.
- I'm glad you liked it,

because in order to make those
chords and make that key change

- I had to break
two of my fingers.
- I was referring to the lyrics.

I wanted you to know
although I am a cynic,

I'm only a partial cynic.

I timeshare an actual heart
on weekends and major U.S.
holidays.

I will be sure to
schedule our future songwriting
sessions accordingly.

We're having future sessions?

I guess we should
wrap this one up first.

Um, what prompted you
to revisit it?

- You won't believe me
if I tell you.
- Try me.

A haircut.

OK.

- We should enter this
in the contest.
- I suppose.

Although I'm sure some
three-chord trite
piece of crap will win.

You're probably right.

- What's that for?
- You just bought yourself a DJ.

Although I won't attend,
on behalf of Beachwood High,
I accept your offer.

I never went to my
high school prom, either.

When you're a 15-year-old senior

with no driver's license,
no one wants to go with you.

But I stayed home, I made fun of
it a bit, and after a while I
felt better.

And you regret not going.

I regret that it was just
another thing I never got to do
in my life.

Maybe you'd like
to come back in for a while?

No.

She's not coming.

- It's only been...
- 3 hours and 52 minutes.

- Sarah said she'd be here.
- People say a lot of things.

- It doesn't mean they're true.
- Where are you going?

Don't worry,
I'm not going back to Brian.

Uh-oh.

- Am I in trouble?
- Should you be?

I'm so not falling
for that one again.

No. There's no reason
I should be in trouble, Dad.

All right, good. Then sit down.

So it looks like
Sarah's not coming.

Once Jessi gets back,
there's no way we're
sending her to Taylor's.

We've already talked about this,
but it's a family decision.

We want Jessi to stay here
until we can find someplace
more permanent.

- I'm OK with it.
- Are you sure?

We want you to be.

Especially you, Lori, given what
happened between you and Jessi.

We don't want you to feel
uncomfortable in any way.

Of course she can stay.
That's what we do, isn't it?

- Sweetie.
- Can I tell Jessi?

- Of course.
- I thought she took off.

She did. But I think I know
where to find her.

♪ I'm haunted by this
photograph ♪

♪ Don't know why ♪

How'd you find me?

I've gotten good
at knowing where you'd go.

♪ You're such a
beautiful face ♪

Did she ever show up?

No.

So my mother lied
and my father lied.

- It's true. I'm a mistake.
- Jessi, don't say that.

- You're important.
- No, I never mattered.

You matter to me.
And the Tragers.

- We want you
to come stay with us.
- No. Don't pity me!

We don't. We care about you.

Jessi, please!
You can be part of our family.

No! That's your family.
It won't ever be mine.

Don't you understand? I'm alone.

Jessi.

You're not alone.

- It's too late.
- It never is.

Jessi!

Her heart has stopped.

Seeing Jessi on the
floor, I knew what I had to do.

I had to save her,
to restart her heart.

But was it too late?
Was I strong enough?

And if I failed,
would I kill us both?

It's OK now.

I'm here.

When I saw Jessi laying there,
the thought of losing her...

I focused all of my energy
to revive her.

And you did.

- I still feel a little drained.
- But that's not
what's worrying you.

In that moment
when I brought Jessi back,

I felt like there was
nothing I couldn't do.

And that scared me.

Kyle, part of growing up is
learning how our actions affect
other people,

and how we handle that power.
It's kind of what it's like to
be a parent.

Or a friend.

I'm not worried about you.
I think you're going to be
just fine.

The road we travel
is unpredictable.

Sometimes it's smooth,
and sometimes it's
filled with bumps.

But if we're lucky, we find
people to travel with us.

♪ But I can't sleep ♪

I know this is gonna
sound weird,

but remember that deal
we made about prom night?

- Regrettably, yes.
- Regrettably?

It was a silly thing
to promise one another,

since two cheerleaders
are getting your magic
and romance package.

- Where'd you hear that?
- I have my sources.

I have a source too,
that says you're not going.

Then your source is wrong.
I'm going stag.

What, and miss the chance
to mock the madness firsthand?

Good. So you don't
have a date yet, either.

Guess your source is wrong, too.

Oh, my God.
You planned this all along.

You turned down girls
so I would stick to the deal

and hook up with you
on prom night?

I know we said we'd go with one
another if we didn't have dates,

but I didn't rig anything.

I'm not asking you to go to prom
because there's no one else.

I'm asking because you are the
only one I want to go with.

So, then, we should go.

♪ 'Cause I hear your words ♪

♪ Can you say
you're wrong ♪

♪ I've been waiting long ♪

♪ Through the dark and stormy
night I drive ♪

♪ Bound by fences ♪

Our journey is really a
search, a yearning for love and
connection.

And sometimes
it leads us back home.

- Why didn't you
come to the house?
- I was scared.

Of me?

Of not being everything
you want me to be.

- I just want to know you.
- I want to know you, too.

- What about Brian?
- Kyle said he's
taking care of it.

- A one-way ticket?
- Trust me.

You don't want to come back.

Her heart
has stopped!

He's incredible.

More than we dreamed
we'd ever see in our lifetimes.

I think it's time
we introduce ourselves.