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Good boy, Pippin! Bring it back!

- Here!

- Go get it!

- Good boy, Pippin!

Come on. Bring it back.

Here, drop it.

Good boy!

- Alright.

Ready, Pip?

- Good boy. Bring it back, Pip.

- Ready?

Come on, go get it.

Here. Come on. Drop it!

Mom! Where do you want the board games?!

Uh, leave them in the family room!

- Which one's the family room? - Ty, figure it out!

Hello?

I'm good, thanks. What's up?

Oh.

Yes, of course I understand.

Yeah, no. It's no problem.

I just hope he feels better soon, that's all.

- OK. What? You OK at the farm?

What? No. Yeah, it's, ah... it's going.

It's just a lot of work, you know,

getting unpacked and settled in.

Sounds like you made the right choice moving in there.

Yeah, no. It's gonna be great... for sure.

- OK, Jess, thanks again. - OK, see you tomorrow.

'Bye.

- Owen, what are you doing?

- How'd you even get up there? - Well, I climbed.

Alright, get down. Come on, you're supposed to be helping!

- Dare me to jump? - Don't be an idiot.

- What'll you give me if I do? - Nothing.

Because you'll be dead, dumbass! Now get down.

- It's only, like, 10 feet. - Owen, get down right... No!

Owen! Get down, you're gonna get hurt.

You're gonna get hurt!

- Stop it, Owen.

- Right now, get down. - I'm gonna jump.

- Owen... No! - Yeah!

Owen!

Owen?

That was awesome! Rah!

- You're an idiot. - You're an idiot.

Owen! Owen!

Are you OK? Jesus!

Do you realise what would happen if you got hurt?

- I'm sorry, Mom. I'm sorry. - Do you?!

- I told you to look out for him. - I was!

I'm sorry.

Jesus. Come on, let's go.

God, if you guys are bored,

I've got about 1,000 boxes for you to unpack.

Come on, let's go! OK? And then you guys can explore.

- OK, Superman? - You're a dumb-ass.

- Jesus.

You've gotta look out for him, OK?

OK, I know. What's going on, Pip?

- What do you see?

Come on. Come on.

- That's a good boy.

I'll shut the shades, OK?

- Alright, let's get some rest.

- Off or on? - On.

OK.

- Open or closed? - Open.

- OK.

- Mom? - Yeah?

I'm sorry about jumping into the hay.

Goodnight, sleep tight.

Wake up bright in the morning light.

Do what's right with all your might.

You OK? Need another blanket or anything?

Do you know that this was, ah,

the room that I slept in whenever I came?

Aunt Silas even let me pick out the paint colour.

How long?

- How long what? - Will we be here?

Um, I guess until I figure out something else.

At least you got your own room, right?

OK. Sleep well.

- Come on, Pip.

- You ready for bed? Huh?

- Alright, suit yourself.

You can finish unpacking.

Alright, here you go. Don't forget your bags.

Love you, Mom. Love you!

- Have fun! Hey!

- Hi. How are you, honey? Good.

- Yeah? Hey, bud. Are you good? Yeah.

- Yeah? - Mmm-hmm.

- Yeah? OK, go say hi to Macy. Hi, guys!

Ahhh!

- How you doing? Good.

Good! We missed you. Oh!

How's it going?

- Hi. - Hey.

So you're gonna pick them up after dinner, huh?

Yes. Thanks for covering for me.

Yeah, not a problem.

So, how's the move going?

- What's this?

My lawyer, he wanted you to see those before our meeting.

So how's the new place?

New?

Gosh, it's been on the market since my aunt passed.

It's dated, to say the least.

Still can't believe

you let him keep the house after what he did.

You know what, it wasn't an option.

His parents bought it for us.

Sweetie, you know you could have just stayed with me.

- I offered. - I know, and thank you.

But this is just temporary, you know?

I'm gonna find a condo closer to school in the spring.

- Smart girl. - Yeah.

- Jessica? - Yeah?

Uh, Helen Osgood's lab results.

She's in E3. Can you take it? Please.

- Sure, Estelle. - OK.

- Rookie.

Good morning, Mrs Osgood.

Dr Simmons will be in in a minute.

And I'm just gonna take a blood sample.

It's back, isn't it?

They don't bring you in for good news.

Good news is a phone call.

I'm just gonna take a blood sample, it's...

Look...

...if I've only got so much time left,

I don't want to spend another second of it wondering.

Please.

It's not so good.

Oh... Oh, God.

I can't go through it all again.

Not again.

It's true! Is not!

Yeah! Mom's Aunt Silas told me the stories.

You were just too young, so you don't remember.

There was, like, this tribe of flying cannibals

who lived out by the lake...

You mean like the ones from 'The Wizard of Oz'?

No, those were monkeys. These were something else.

When they flew into town, they would kidnap people,

mostly little kids.

And eat them! Rawr!

- Oh! Oh, my God.

- I scared you. - Tyler!

That's so stupid, because if it were true,

you'd be the one who'd be scared, not me!

Why is Mom so worried about me getting hurt?

'Cause she doesn't want to lose us.

Lose us how?

- Like die? - No, not die.

Just forget about it, Owen. OK? We're almost there.

How many fish are you gonna catch?

More than you, obviously.

This is it?

I guess.

This is Aunt Silas's lake?

Where's all the water?

- So much for fishing. - Yeah.

- What's that? - What's what?

- There.

Owen, let's go back, please.

Pippin! Pippin!

- Wait, Pippin! Pippin, no!

Come back!

Pippin!

Pippin, get out of there!

Pippin! - Get him, Owen!

Pippin. Come on. Get him out, get him out.

Tyler, help.

- Let's go. Come on, Pippin. Tyler!

- Help. - Get him out.

- Tyler. Tyler! - Alright.

I'm stuck. Pull!

Let's go.

I mean, these don't even prove anything.

And they're like... They're from three years ago.

How could this possibly matter now?

Tell me if you think anything else will come up.

- No, I've told you everything. - OK.

I've been clean for 15 months, Jill.

Well, why don't you drop them off?

Please tell me this isn't gonna make a difference in my case.

They generally favour the mother in these kinds...

Yes, I know they generally rule in favour of the mother...

What... Hold on, I'm gonna have to call you back.

- Hey!

Owen, I told you not to go back there!

It wasn't my fault - Pip ran in and I couldn't...

Oh, my God, I can't deal with this right now, OK?

So off with your clothes, hose down,

and don't come in the house until you're clean and dry.

I'll get the hose.

It's OK, it wasn't your fault, Pip. Wasn't your fault.

He doesn't like olives in his sauce.

Dad usually takes them out.

Alright.

OK.

Listen.

Both of you.

I'm not perfect.

OK? I'm not.

And I know that your dad has been there for you

a lot more than I have.

But I'm here now.

And I really want us to be a family, OK?

But we have to be a team.

Especially now.

And I know that this house is...

...not like our old house.

But I'm excited about getting to make it a home with you.

I'm not gonna let you down again. Mmm-mmm.

Not again.

I love you both so much.

But you love me more, right?

Owen!

- How did you know? - Owen!

- Uh-huh. Owen.

- You heard it there, folks. She's lying to you.

- Hey, buddy.

I mean, you, I LOVE a lot.

What is it, Pip? See something?

- Mom? Yeah?

I think there's something out there.

What is it?

I think it's just a raccoon or something, honey.

Pippin! Pippin!

Owen!

Pippin, no! Hey, be careful!

Owen!

- No! Owen!

Oh!

Pippin!

Pippin! Here! - Hey, Pippin!

- Pippin! Come on, boy!

Pip!

- Pippin!

Pippin!

He'll come back when he's ready.

- Why didn't you stop him? - Honey, he was too fast!

- I'm going out there to look. - Absolutely not.

Mom, it's Pippin!

Yeah, and you can look for Pippin after school tomorrow.

- It'll be too late. - Owen, stop.

Inside now.

You don't care about Pippin

'cause Dad got him for us, that's why!

Our concern is for the children.

At their age, they still need bonding time with their father.

Which they have every other weekend.

But during the school week, stability is the key.

I agree - Patrick has been the primary caregiver,

providing them with that stability

for almost three years

as Mrs Stokes took care of her private issues...

Oh, don't go there! That's totally unnecessary.

- He got them ready for school... - Mrs Stokes went to rehab...

- ...he cooked dinner... - ...she is perfectly capable

...of taking care of her children.

She's proven that over and over again for the last 12 months.

What is Owen's favourite bedtime story, Jess?

What is Ty's favourite movie?

- Patrick, please, let... - No, wait.

What does she like on her eggs?

- Give me a break. - No.

I was there for this family

when you couldn't take care of them, Jess, let alone yourself,

and now you just want to end that for me?

- Patrick, please. - Four days a month?! Four?!

No, it's not enough. I deserve more!

- More?! - Yeah, more!

You want more? You got the fucking house and the nanny!

- Oh, don't bring her into this! - Oh, bullshit!

You brought her into it when you started fucking her.

- Really?! Jessica.

Apparently after I was sleeping away

my days on the couch, right?

On the couch! - Yeah!

On the bathroom floor, in the car.

Anywhere you fucking wanted, you slept.

- OK, that's enough. - You didn't do anything.

You didn't have to do a damn thing.

- Fuck you! Fuck you! - You did not lift a finger!

Yeah, yeah, that was not helpful.

You can't lose your temper. Not with your past.

You need to prove why the kids belong with you, Jess.

- Thanks. - I'll talk to you later.

A yellow lab. - No.

- OK. - Sorry.

Owen?

Tyler?

Hey. How you doing?

Why don't you grab your coat, take a break, yeah?

We're all gonna go out and look for Pippin, OK?

Mom, I tried to stop him.

Owen, get in the car.

Get in the car!

Look at me. Do you have any idea how worried I've been about you?

Hmm, what the hell are you thinking

biking all the way out here, and without a helmet, huh?!

Because I love him! And you don't!

All you ever think about is yourself!

Goddammit, that is not true!

Now I know why Dad left you.

Get in the fucking car!

Well, you let him go.

You're lucky you're not grounded.

He's back!

Guys! He's back, he's back!

Guys! Pip's back!

Owen.

- Don't go any closer.

What's wrong with him?

- Owen, step back to me, Owen.

Slowly.

No! Get off!

Mum! Help! Get fucking help!

Pippin! Pippin, let go!

- Pippin! No!

Get him off!

Get him off!

- Get off! - Mom!

- Ugh!

- Get help!

Oh, my God, Oh, my God.

Honey, go get help.

- Call 911. Right now! Mom!

- It's OK.

We found him unresponsive.

How's his breathing? Very minimal.

Hey! Can you grab her?

- Can you take her? Yes, of course.

Come here, come here. Come here, come here.

- It's OK, it's OK. On my count.

One, two, three.

His carotid's bleeding and his left leg.

Jessica.

Wait, the dog got his brachial in his left leg.

OK. We've got it from here. Go get yourself cleaned up, OK?

Give me his vitals.

We have blood pressure 60 over 30. Tachycardic.

Right. Let's take a look.

OK, give me one unit of emergency blood.

Run it wide open. Can we get this cleaned up, please?

Let's go, let's clean it up.

Cross match for four units.

EKG to 374. - Thank you.

EKG to 374.

Hey. He's gonna be OK.

- OK? Alright? OK? - Yeah.

There's a great team of doctors looking after him.

- There was so much blood, Mom. - I know. I know, honey.

But that's normal for an animal bite, OK?

Where is he?

He's sedated right now.

I'll move him to a private room later.

I don't understand why you would

even let him near that dog if he was acting aggressive.

"That dog"? Patrick! It's Pippin.

That's the dog you bought for them.

Alright, when in a million years would you think

Pippin would do something like this?

I mean, the dog went crazy.

- It wasn't Pippin. I told you.

I told you moving way out there was a bad idea.

- You were fine where you were. - No, we weren't!

Now you've got them out there in the middle of nowhere!

No! Like you gave us a chance!

You were out there less than a week and a half,

and this happens.

Were you sleeping on the fucking couch?

Hey. Come keep me company over here.

This is on you, Jess.

This is on you.

Baby.

- Honey.

Hey!

Hey, we're right here, sweetheart.

Hey.

How you feeling?

- Hungry.

Yeah, much better now. Yeah, we're very lucky.

Really?

OK, eat up.

Smells weird.

Alright, well, just do the best you can.

You're the best. Attaboy.

I'm sorry. Mrs Osgood is back.

She specifically requested to see you,

but I can handle it if...

Um, OK. I guess I can take a little break.

- He's doing so much better. - I'm so glad.

Mrs Osgood, nice to see you again.

Helen.

Helen.

It looks like Dr Simmons

is gonna go over your treatment plan,

but in the meantime, I am going to take your vitals,

if that's OK with you.

How you feeling today?

Are you married?

Uh... no.

Was, yeah. But, ah... no.

- Kids? - A boy and a girl.

That's wonderful.

I-I-I don't have any children.

When I got the news the other day - six months to a year...

...I came home,

I stared at the phone.

Didn't have anyone to call.

I'm sorry.

- I, ah...

I've... I've heard about some doctors, nurses

who will help people at the end, you know?

They-they-they-they help them.

Instead of the treatment, I mean.

Mrs Osgood... Helen, that's not exactly what we do here.

But you could, right?

I mean, no-one would need to know.

Helen...

I know what it's like... to feel hopeless. I...

I've been there. And it's hard.

What's that expression?

It's always darkest before the dawn.

It really is.

Look, we have plenty of doctors here

that can better discuss this with you.

I'd be happy to arrange a consult for you.

Code blue! Code blue! Room 520.

I'll be right back.

Oh! Oh!

Jess! Jess! Jess! We got him! We got him.

Get me something to clean him up.

45 milligrams of Ativan IM, stat.

We need to clear an airway.

I don't know what happened.

I went to the bathroom and he just...

What's wrong with him? Rolling.

He's tachy-ing. Get ready to intubate.

Hi, folks, I'm Dr Forsyth.

So first of all, Owen is doing much better, alright?

His fever is down, and we are going to

keep him intubated until he's more stable.

He's getting blood transfusions, those appear to be working.

We're covering all the bases.

- Is it an infection, Don? - We just don't know yet.

Dr Avery is running the labs - did she tell you that

the rabies tests are all coming back negative?

- Yeah, yeah. - Good.

So at this point we suspect

we're dealing with some type of anaemia.

How can a dog bite cause that?

There are rare viral and bacterial conditions.

It's possible that he could've contracted one from your dog.

- Is he gonna die? - What? No.

Honey, no. - Of course not.

- Don't worry about that. - Owen's gonna be fine.

Don't worry. Jesus.

What does that machine do?

It's helping him breathe, sweetie.

Something got inside of him, a virus maybe.

His body's working really hard to fight it off.

You know, he was so tiny when he was born.

Came a month early.

All I could do was imagine the worst.

I'd never been more scared in my life.

But he was fine.

You can fix him, though.

- Right, Mom? - Yeah.

Yeah. He'll pull through again.

Yeah? No. Nothing has changed.

Yeah, well, he's still unconscious.

Still? Are you serious?

Yeah, his stats are getting worse.

I don't know. You heard Avery.

All the tests came back negative.

Of course I am.

OK, I'll come by around 7:30. OK?

- How's Tyler doing? - She's sleeping.

Make sure Shelly doesn't say anything either, OK?

Why would she do that, Jessica?

Where are you now? Are you monitoring him?

Yeah, of course I'm monitoring him.

I'll call you back.

Owen?

- What are you...

Owen! What are you doing? What are you doing?

Give me that. What are you...

Get into bed. Get into bed.

What are you doing?

What's going on?

Um... he just woke up. He took his breathing tube out.

- He extubated himself? - Yes!

His breathing seems better.

Yeah, let's not re-intubate. How much Propofol is he getting?

Um, 3 milligrams an hour.

Guess you really wanted out of this bed.

Let's see how you're doing, buddy. Squeeze my hand.

His vitals are looking better.

Hey, buddy. Hey, welcome back.

OK.

Ready to eat?

- I don't want that. - Come on.

I had them make this especially for you.

I don't want it.

Well, you gotta eat something, right?

OK, so what do you want? Anything at all.

I want more.

- No. Please stop. - Mom, please.

You didn't know what you were doing.

- You were delirious, honey. - Mom, I need it.

- Stop. Hey.

Hey! Wow! Look at you.

- How are you feeling, bud? - Good!

Yeah? You look good!

You gave us such a scare, all of us.

- Right, Mom? - Mmm.

Yeah. Oh, look, I got this for you.

- Thank you! - Yeah.

It was either that or a pink flamingo.

Hey, Jess, I thought you said he was...

What happened?

- He's rebounding.

- Did he eat? - Yep.

Yeah?

I'm so proud of you, bud.

What'd you have for dinner?

Cell count is way up, vitals getting back online.

Our best guess is the anaemia was caused by a virus,

and his body was able to wipe it out.

That's great news.

How long do you think he'll be in here?

We'd like to keep him to the end of the week,

make sure the improvements hold.

It really is an amazing recovery.

- He's quite the fighter. Yeah, he is.

- Like father, like son.

- Goodnight, sleep tight.

Wake up bright in the morning light...

His blood pressure's dropping.

BP 80 over 30. He's tachy-ing.

- Respirations are laboured. - Sat levels are getting low.

Apply O2.

He's pale and clammy.

Start a saline bolus, 150ccs. Fuse it over half an hour.

What the hell happened? I don't like these stats.

Hope he's not relapsing.

OK, I can take it from here.

Sure, Jess. - Thank you.

You're absolutely sure? Yes, Liz.

I have training in hospice care.

I can monitor him at home just as easy as we can here.

It's your favourite soda!

And you said yourself, the dip in his vitals last night

was probably the end of it.

Look, he needs his own bed, right?

His family, his sister. You understand.

OK. Take the rest of the week off then.

- Let us know how we can help. Thank you.

Mom, pasta's done!

Mom, pasta's done.

- Did you strain it? - Yeah.

- Alright, you get started.

Go and eat, Ty!

- You almost done?

Hey, that's enough. Come on.

Hey. Hey. Hey!

Alright, we gotta save it, OK?

We gotta make it last, right?

What if we run out?

We won't. OK? It's temporary, alright?

- It's gonna stop. - What if it doesn't?

It will.

Would I have to go back to the hospital?

No, no, no. We're not gonna do that.

- We're not gonna risk that, OK? - But...

Hey, we can't tell anybody about this, alright?

Not your dad. Not even Ty. OK?

If anybody found out, they'd take you away.

Maybe forever. Do you know what that means?

Alright, look at me. We know what works, don't we?

OK, I just gotta keep you healthy

until I figure out how to beat this. OK?

- Mom? - Yeah?

Pippin's dead, isn't he?

Yeah.

I looked through the blood lab results

you sent us, Mrs Stokes.

Honestly, it all seems consistent with acute anaemia.

But is there a way to tell the cause?

I'm sorry, not from what you sent.

Eat up, buddy. I'm gonna make some eggs too.

OK, let me ask you, has there ever been a case that

only responded to alternative means of transfusions?

- What's in that? Such as?

- Oral, for example?

I've heard of cases like that, sure, with psych patients,

with schizophrenics who think that

drinking blood will make them live forever,

or members of a demonic cult

who have bizarre rituals.

Forget it. I just thought I'd ask.

You know, Mrs Stokes, with the kind of

emotional trauma your son's been through,

it might be good to talk to someone, both of you.

I could arrange a consult right here in Des Moines.

That won't be necessary, but thank you.

- Are you sure? - Yeah, I'm... I'm sure.

I appreciate your help.

- Thank you, Doctor. - Alright.

- Owen!

Oh, my God. What are you doing?!

I'm sorry.

Oh, my God. This is barely enough for tomorrow.

Sorry.

Hey, Jess! - Hey.

I thought you took the week off?

Uh, yeah, I did.

I just came back to get some bandages for Owen.

But, you know, my card doesn't seem to be working?

Do you mind swiping me in?

Oh, shit, you have to go through Avery now.

They think that someone's been stealing plasma,

so she put in this new protocol.

Pain in the ass! Let me page her for you.

Uh, no. Don't worry about that, I'll just hit up Walgreens.

- Oh, hey, how's Owen doing? - Yeah, much better.

Oh, good.

- Hi, can I help you? - Uh, yes.

I'm... I'm looking for a pet for my son.

Sure, mice make good pets for kids.

Do you have anything bigger?

Now, I'm gonna show how to bleed out your deer...

- Hey. - Hi.

- How was your day? - It was OK.

..lower neck, here, you can feel two bones like a 'V'.

- Is he sick again? - Uh, no. He's just tired.

Did you have a good day at school?

- It was OK. ..front leg, but...

- What's for dinner? 10 minutes at least...

- Hmm? - ...to drain fully.

- Dinner? - Um... leftovers.

Good?

You like it? OK, we'll get some more.

Yeah. I'll be right back.

Owen?

Owen? Oh.

Oh, my God. Owen.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Ahh!

- Oh, God, God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Hey.

Um, F-4.

That's a miss! Yeah!

Alright, um... H-7?

You sunk my boat! Yes!

Alright, your turn.

C-7.

That's a miss.

- OK, you're so cheating. I'm not cheating.

Yes, you are!

If I'm cheating, I wouldn't let you win.

Well, you're not. I only got one. You're so cheating.

Hey, Mom, do you wanna play winner with us?

Um, no. I'm... I'm gonna go to bed. It's late.

Wash up in 30, hit the hay, OK? It's a school night.

Mom, it's, like, 7:00.

Hey!

- Really, Patrick? - What?

What are you doing here?

What are you talking about, Jess?

There's a schedule for a reason.

Yeah.

The kids need some consistency and some routine...

- Yeah, it's Saturday, Jess. - ...around here.

Jess, it's Saturday. It's my day.

You're working today. We talked about this last night.

Jesus Christ, what did you do to your arm?

Hey, Dad! - Hey, bud!

Hey, look at you! Wow, you look great.

Go get your sister, alright? Let's go!

- Where are we going? - We're gonna go bowling.

- Oh, come on, you'll love it.

Go get your sister. Let's go.

- Can we go to the movies? - Nope!

Um...

Ty! Dad's here. - Jess, what did...

- I'll be a minute. - Jess...

You gonna get a strike this time?

Yeah, Dad. I think you're going down.

OK, hey. Your bottle's inside.

- Huh? You understand? - Yup.

Come here.

- Mom? - Mmm-hmm?

It'll be OK.

Come on, let's go, buddy.

- It's gonna be fine. OK? - Go.

We've got incoming.

Code blue, O.D.

54-year-old female.

Neighbour found her unresponsive.

Pills everywhere. Benzoids, opiates and booze.

Ma'am? Can you hear me right now, ma'am?

- Can we get a BP, please?

- Die. 80 over 60.

- Die. What's she saying?

Let me die. I want to die.

- Help... - She wants to die.

That's pretty clear.

Get an amp of Narcan and 30ccs Flumazenil.

Die. I wanna die.

- I wanna die. I wanna die.

- Catherine. - Hey, Jess.

Hey, David, how are you doing today?

Which bed is Helen Osgood in?

Bed 24.

- Alright, she's all secured. - Thank you.

How'd it go with Dad today?

I almost ran out.

- Gotta pace yourself.

Gotta pace yourself.

Mom!

- Mom!

Mom, there's a fire!

Mom!

Oh, my God. Oh.

Oh, baby.

Oh!

Hi, Jessica.

Glad to see you back.

- How's Owen? - Good. Complete recovery.

- Oh, that's wonderful. - Mmm-hmm.

I called you yesterday, but I didn't hear back.

The labs on the dog's tissue sample came in.

They didn't indicate any kind of known viral infection.

- It's very strange. - Hmm.

- Well, he's, uh, fine now. - Hmm.

Still, at some point, if you don't mind,

I'd like to do another blood analysis.

Sure.

- Maybe bring him in next week? - Great.

- Moving someone? - Uh, yes.

You know, we have orderlies for that, right?

- Hey. Hi!

- Was Helen Osgood released? - Um...

Yeah, about 10 minutes ago.

I...

Nice to see you going home.

Oh.

Hey, look, I'd be happy to drive you somewhere if you'd like.

Oh, no, thank you. The bus is coming soon.

No, really, it's no trouble. My car is right over there.

No lectures. I just thought you'd like the company.

Hmm.

"It's always darkest before the dawn."

You said that to me, didn't you?

- Mmm-hmm.

This morning when I woke up, someone had left

a bouquet of lovely white carnations by my bed.

Probably one of you nurses.

Hmm. I dunno.

But for some reason, it just filled me with such immense...

...joy.

- I haven't felt that in...

Well...

...oof, a long time, hmm.

But it made me reflect on what you said.

There is a way that you can love your life, even...

Do you hear that?

- Hear what?

There's something rattling around in the back.

Must be one of the kids' soccer balls. I'm gonna pull over.

I'm sorry, I'll just be a second.

Wow, it's such a mess.

Two kids.

OK. Got it.

Shhh!

- Shh!

Shhh.

Don't talk, OK?

- Just listen.

Hey. You deserve to know what's going on, alright?

And I'm gonna do my best to tell you, OK?

- Can you be quiet? - Mmm-hmm.

OK. OK.

Don't say a word.

- Wh-what is this?! - Shh! Stop!

Don't make this harder than it already is, OK?

Alright, if you can't keep quiet,

I'll have to put the gag back in, do you understand?

- Yeah? OK.

My son is...

He's very sick.

And I don't know what's wrong with him.

And I don't know how to make him better.

But I know how to keep him alive.

But to do that I need your help.

- You don't...

...have kids.

You're not a mother.

You don't understand that you would do anything...

...anything to save your child.

What?

No... No!

- Thank you.

No!

No.

Please!

Please, no!

- I'm sorry.

Sorry.

- Shh.

No! Yes, yes!

Oh, no, I crashed into the cone! No!

No! No, turn the corner, right here.

Turn! You did it better...

- You don't have any nitrogen. Oh, shoot!

- You wasted it all, come on. - Alright, hold on. Hold on.

You got Mom playing video games?

- Yeah, she's so bad.

Ohhhh! Get up there!

- Oh, shoot! - Yes!

Care to race again? You're so bad.

Oh, you take over, I'm gonna do some cleaning up.

Mom, Ms Nelson asked about Owen today.

- Ms Nelson? - His homeroom teacher.

She wanted to know when he's coming back to school.

- She said she tried calling you. - Well, not quite yet.

Mom, that's no fair.

I have to be dying before you let me stay home.

Well, I like him more.

- Dinner in 15, OK? Wanna play?

- I got you some water.

You like pizza?

You have to eat.

You have to eat.

I need to use the bathroom.

You're a monster.

A monster!

A monster!

Ohh! No! No!

Oh!

God!

- What's down there? - Oh, my God.

Nothing. I was just cleaning.

Then why is there a lock on the door?

Uh, Owen - I don't want him going down there

and getting into trouble, so...

Hey.

- What are you doing up? - I can't sleep.

Are you hungry?

- Mom? - Yeah?

I like it when it's warm.

It's just a sedative, like I gave you at the hospital.

It'll help you relax.

God.

Help me. Help me.

- What... Who are you? - Help me.

- The needle... Needle... - What?

Needle...

Need to pull out needle.

I brought you some oatmeal.

You need the carbs.

How did that gag come off?

Tyler?

Honey?

Tyler?

Whatever you think, it's... it's not what it looks like.

Honey, it's for Owen.

Why don't you come out and I'll explain it?

- No! No! No! - Honey, honey, honey.

Get off of me! Let me go!

- Let me go! Let me explain.

- Shh, let me explain. - Let me go.

Let me explain, OK? It's not what it looks like, honey.

- Is it like a disease? I don't know.

All I know is it's the only thing that's making him better.

Mom, he needs to be at a hospital.

No.

They will not give him what he needs.

Alright? They won't understand.

This is an insane treatment, honey.

But we can help him. Alright? You and me, sweetie.

What about that lady?

You can't leave her locked up down there!

- I know, I know, I know, I know. - Mom, that's not right!

She's dying. She doesn't have any family.

So we're gonna help her,

and we're gonna make it peaceful for her, OK?

And in the meantime, she can save your brother.

OK? OK?

Honey, she can save him.

- She can save him.

Baby, she can save him.

Please, Ty.

I don't want to die.

What's it taste like?

Like metal.

Like sucking on a penny.

- You've done that? - Yeah.

Josh Kirby dared me to do it.

- That's gross. - Yeah.

- Ty? - Yeah?

What's happening to me?

Nothing. It's temporary, just like Mom said.

I look different.

Yeah, but only when you're hungry, right?

I feel different...

It'll be alright, O.

We're gonna figure this out. You're gonna get better.

Mom, he's here!

C'mon, let's try and have some fun with Dad today, OK?

- Hey, look at me.

Hey, Dad. Hey, bud.

Keep an eye on him, OK? That's your job, OK?

You want the ball, Macy?

What? Oh, you want that!

Don't... don't let him get off.

You gotta keep reeling, keep reeling, keep reeling!

Good job!

Bring it here.

- Hey, look! You got him! Look at that!

- Good job, O. Good job.

Yay! You did it! - Oh, nice job, Owen!

Good job, O! Good job!

You got lunch!

Now go grab that bucket, alright?

- Oh, shit. Ow! - What'd you do?

Ah, I just stabbed myself with the hook.

Oh, no!

It's not so bad. Says you.

O, will you grab the medical kit from my truck?

Mmm. It's tasty.

Owen?

Buddy?

My truck? The med kit?

Can you hurry up and grab that before Clumsy bleeds out?

Yeah.

Can't take the city out of this girl, can you, Ty?

I lowered the sedative for you.

Do you feel better?

I'm gonna make it really comfortable.

Really do my best.

I understand why you're doing this.

I never could have kids.

But I wished for it.

To have someone to give that love to.

So...

...I understand.

Maybe...

Maybe you haven't always been the best mom.

Let's get you settled in.

No-one can accuse you of that now.

I see the love.

I feel it.

But you don't have to do it like this.

I'll help you.

I'll stay.

- Oh!

- Oh!

Oh!

How's your mom seem to you lately?

Good, I guess.

You guess?

She's been a little absent-minded lately.

What do you mean?

Well, she... she almost burned down the house the other night.

What?

Dad, it was no big deal.

She just left the pan on the burner.

Dad, I just think she's really tired

with all the stress over Owen.

Well, he seems fine now.

Yeah.

- Jessica Stokes? - Uh, yes?

Sorry to bother you - your name came up

in a missing person's case we're investigating.

Um... oh, my God.

Just a couple of quick questions.

Of course. Um, how can I help?

Helen Osgood. Do you know her?

I do. She's a patient at the hospital where I work.

A co-worker of yours, Ms... Candice Reese.

She said that she saw you asking questions about Ms Osgood

just after she was released.

She's missing?

Ma'am, we have security-camera footage

from the hospital parking lot

showing Ms Osgood getting into your car.

I did. I gave her a ride as a favour. I, uh...

I stayed until she got inside and then I left.

Oh, my God, this is awful.

How well did you know Ms Osgood?

Uh, she had been in and out for treatments...

Help! Help me!

Thyroid cancer.

It was terminal, um...

The last time she came in, she tried to, um...

I'm sure Candice told you.

Yes.

My God.

Do you think that maybe she

found somewhere more private to try a second time?

Well, we've been having a tough time

tracking down any relatives or family.

She said she didn't have any.

Right.

Well, thank you for your time.

Help!

Help me!

- Thank you. - Help me!

Help!

Drink it.

- It's not warm enough. - I don't care. Drink it.

- No! - Drink it!

How did it go?

He's changing, Mom.

He's not acting normal anymore.

Did your dad notice?

What? No.

But he's getting worse.

It's not enough, Mom. He needs more.

Well, then we'll get him more.

Alright.

Take that off.

Yeah.

- Mom? - What?

OK.

Go upstairs. Make sure she's not inside!

Oh.

Owen.

Mom?

Mom, she's not upstairs.

Did you find her?

What?

What happened?

I'm hungry.

Mrs Stokes?

My name's Regina White.

I'm from Child Protective Services.

What is this about?

It's come to our attention that your son, Owen,

hasn't been to school since September 15th.

We tried calling you a bunch of times and didn't get an answer.

What did you do?

What did I do?

Are your kids home?

Uh, yeah, no. Um... My daughter's at school.

My son's upstairs, asleep. He's sick.

No, you can't come... He's... he's sick!

Really? Because every time I see him,

he looks fine and you look sick.

- Why are you doing this? - Where is Tyler?

- At school. - No.

I called this morning, she's not at school.

- Of course she is! - I called Dr Avery.

She said you won't return her calls,

that you told her Owen was much better.

- He was! But then... - Was?

Jess, was? Then why isn't he back in the hospital?

Honey.

At school, huh?

Where have you been, Ty?

What's going on?

Look, you're both gonna come with me for a few days, OK?

- I want you to go upstairs... - Come here.

We'll clean up at home, OK?

Honey, come here. Come here, honey.

Mom. I...

No, no, no. No talk, go.

Honey, come here.

I'm gonna help her.

- Ma'am, I need you to stay here. No.

I want her to.

- Please. Just down here, Owen.

I'm gonna talk to your dad for a second, OK?

Come here, bud. Come here.

You're OK now.

Hey. Look, don't worry, OK?

I'll figure it out.

Alright? Just go with your dad.

What about Owen?

OK. OK.

This is all I have.

Mom, that's not enough.

I'll get more.

Mom, Mom, it's not helping him.

He's not getting better. He's getting worse.

Mrs Stokes? It's time.

Mom?

Mom, you need to listen to me. There's something at the lake.

- What? - Out at the lake.

That's where I was. I saw it, there's something there.

What are you talking about?

There's something wrong with that tree, Mom.

It got inside Pippin and it changed him.

And now it's inside Owen and it's changing him too!

Ty, I don't know what you're talking about, honey!

Mom, we have to help him!

Honey, we are helping him.

We are helping him.

Let's go.

Hey, listen up, guys.

I know this is...

...sudden and scary.

I want you to understand why this is happening now.

You know, your mom, she didn't give me a choice.

And don't get me wrong, she's a great person and she...

She loves you. She loves you both more than anything.

But things haven't... always been so easy for her.

And now she's out there,

she's on that farm and she...

Hey.

Come on in. Hey, guys.

Hi. - Hey, Ty.

- Come here. Thanks for coming.

It's been a day.

We have to talk to Regina for a little bit,

so why don't you guys go upstairs till we're done, OK?

Alright? Get cleaned up, we'll have some lunch in a bit.

- Come on in here. Yeah.

Something to drink?

Try to be a little bit quiet, guys, OK? Macy's taking a nap.

So, Regina,

we just wanted to talk about where we go from here.

You saw her yourself. She looks awful.

I think she's using again.

And, you know, I wanna make sure we handle this the right way.

I have to do what's best for them.

I mean, you saw it. You saw it. It's... it's a mess.

- And Owen, he's not himself.

I mean, he's losing his spirit. He's... he's different.

He's a sensitive kid.

Owen! No!

What are you doing?!

You have to control it, Owen.

I can't.

I can't, Ty.

I have very little time with them

and it's ridiculous.

Until she can go get help, she can...

- Let's go. - Where are we going?

Shh.

They need to live here.

You know, we need your help.

Alright, please, what are the next steps?

What do we do?

What's best is that we assess the situation

over the next few days.

The most important thing is that the kids are safe.

It's just up ahead. Hold tight.

Tyler?

Owen?

Where are the kids, Jess?

- What? - I came to get the kids.

You already fucking took them.

They took Shelly's bike. They came here, didn't they?

No. Wh...

What, you hiding them from me now?

- No! - Tyler!

Owen!

Wait. They're not here.

Yeah? Why would I believe you now?

You've been lying to me for weeks.

Jesus Christ, I swear to God, Patrick, they're not here.

Bullshit!

Where else would they go, Jess?

Where?!

Are they...

Tyler!

Owen!

Owen!

Why don't you just tell me where they are, Jess...

We're almost there.

You know where I'm taking you, right?

We're gonna burn that tree down.

Someone tried to before.

It's the only thing that'll fix you, Owen.

We're gonna kill whatever's in there.

Whatever it is that's doing this to you.

Then you'll be better.

Owen?

Owen.

Try to control it. You have to.

Please, Owen, we have to fix you.

- No!

No! No! No!

Owen!

Owen, stop it!

No!

Owen, please!

No! No!

No.

Owen, no!

Help!

Get off of her!

Oh!

Mom! Mom!

Honey! Honey, honey.

Owen, stop it!

Calm down! No!

Mom, it's not Owen!

Calm down!

Calm down.

Mom, that's not Owen!

That's not him!

Please calm down!

That's not him.

That's not Owen, Mom.

That's not my brother!

Tyler, turn around.

Mom...

Do it.

What do I do?

What do we do?

Baby...

Goodnight.

Sleep tight.

Wake up bright

in the morning light.

Do what's right with all your might!

Oh!

Mom.

Hey.

We can never tell anybody about what really happened.

No.

Oh.

OK.

OK.

Sorry, Mom. I tried.

"We look not to the things that are seen,

"but to the things that are unseen.

"For the things that are seen are transient..."

Since the death was ruled an accident,

the DA is not pursuing any kind of criminal investigation, Jess.

But your ex-husband is moving forward

with the negligence claim.

They're basing their case on two factors.

One, you let the children play unsupervised

near a known water hazard,

and two, Owen's autopsy.

It showed he had an unusual deficiency

of calcium and vitamins C and D.

They're saying you may suffer from

Munchausen syndrome by proxy.

That's when a parent purposely keeps a child sick...

I know what that is.

Can you just tell me when I can see my daughter, please?

The judge is giving your ex-husband sole legal custody.

But they'll review it in six months.

So, Jess, if you can put yourself together,

maybe seek counselling,

there's a fair chance they'll modify the ruling.

Everything's good with your dad?

School OK?

I know this is hard for you, Ty.

And it's my fault, all of it.

I am trying to find a way to live with that.

That's time.

You did the right thing.

You wanna play? Huh?

Come here!

Good boy.

Go get it!

Jericho!