All language subtitles for The.Fosters.2013.S05E02.WEB.x264-TBS-HI

Previously, on The Fosters...

WOMAN: Are you the student
responsible for the art installation?

I'm a professor at San Diego
School of Art and Design.

GRACE: You should do one
thing a day that scares you.

- What was that?
- My one scary thing for tomorrow.

Jesus and I want to build
this massive tree house,

and I thought that you could help.

I cannot believe that
you knew about Emma.

Jesus is starting to get suspicious.

- You took Emma to get an abortion?
- Stop!

- I'm sorry that I didn't tell you.
- I hope that we're okay.

The motion to dissolve the
Anchor Beach Charter is carried.

CROWD: Education is a right!

Get your hands off my sister!

- (grunts)
- Aah!

If I don't got back to Russell,

- he's gonna kill me.
- I'll go.

Hold your fire! That's my daughter!

What's it gonna take for you
to start valuing your life?

(sighs)

LENA: Looks like the new
neighbors are moving in.

STEF: Here's hoping they're an
improvement over the last ones.

(sighs)

Um, I forgot to ask the detectives.

Am I'm gonna have to
testify in Russell's trial?

Well, your phone in the
bag ties him to the meth.

The kidnapping charge
is going to be an issue.

Why?

Because she got into the van willingly,

knowing that he was a pimp.

Well, at least he's off the street.

I mean, that might not have happened
if I hadn't gone with Diamond.

You know what could
have happened, Callie?

You could have been raped,

or you could have been
beaten or... or killed.

Okay? This is nothing to celebrate.

And in spite of the fact
that Troy Johnson confessed,

the D.A. has not dropped
the breaking and entering

or the hit and run or charges,

so you're not out of the
woods yet, young lady.

(door slams)

Honey, she was terrified.

She didn't know where you were
or what was happening to you.

I know.

Congratulations!

What, uh... what's this?

Well, my lawyers called this afternoon,

and all charges have been
dropped against Callie.

I am so proud of you.
You stuck to your guns.

You, uh, even saved an innocent kid

from spending the rest
of his life in prison.

Hip-hip!

Hooray!

Come on, guys. Our sister's a hero.

- MARIANA: Hip-hip!
- BOYS: Hooray!

- Hip-hip! Hip-hip!
- Hooray! Hooray!

(theme music playing)

♪ It's not where you come from ♪

♪ It's where you belong ♪

♪ Nothing I would trade ♪

♪ I wouldn't have it any other way ♪

♪ You're surrounded by love ♪

♪ And you're wanted ♪

♪ So never feel alone ♪

♪ You are home with me ♪

♪ Right where you belong ♪

- Synced and corrected by chamallow -
- www.addic7ed.com -

Hey. You guys want cake?

Thanks.

How long are you gonna stop
speaking to your brother?

How long are you gonna
stop speaking to Mariana?

Forever. It's different.

(phone vibrates)

Sorry. World stuff.

When, uh... when do you leave?

Wednesday.

So, how's the team? You know, without...

She was our best coder, but...

we don't have to deal with her
trying to micro-manage everyone.

How's the tree house going?
Has she taken over yet?

No.

No, she just found us a tree.

Give her time. She will...

take over.

(scoffs)

I'm gonna go get some cake.

So, I'm getting the feeling

you're not very happy
with this little party.

Robert, we appreciate
everything you do for Callie.

We just would have liked a
little bit of a head's up.

Well, I'm sorry. You know, I
just wanted to surprise her.

Well, we've had enough surprises.

Yeah, but this is... this is good news.

The ends don't justify
the means, Robert.

Okay, she's made a
couple of mistakes, but...

She keeps making mistakes, and we
should in no way celebrate them.

Okay, is there something
else here that I don't know?

(clears throat)

Hey. Can I talk to you for a second?

Uh, yeah. Sure.

So, I... I've... I've been thinking...

and I...

wanna do my senior project by myself.

Well, you can't.

Drew said it was too
expensive for just one student.

Well... I know.

But, I just... I thought that

I could talk to him myself
and see what he says.

Was this Emma's idea?

No. No, not at all.

I just...

I need to prove that I can do something

on my own.

You know?

Callie, look. I know
I'm not your parent.

All right, but I want to help.

- I don't need your help.
- Well, we do.

Lena and I, we're at our wits'
end. We can't watch you 24/7.

We have four other
teenagers in this house

who also need our attention.

So, you want me to go live with Robert?

No.

(sighs) I just wanna
spend more time with you,

support you in making better decisions.

You have nothing but
opportunity in front of you

if you so choose it.

You're gonna be
graduating in a few months.

You gotta finish your
college applications.

What about the professor from
the College of Art and Design?

- Did you follow up with her?
- No.

Why not?

Callie, we love you,

but there's only so much
that any of us can do for you.

You need to decide who you
want to be, going forward,

because this...

this girl is not acceptable.

So, what are you gonna
do on your day-off?

You know me. I'm probably
gonna go to the spa,

get a massage, a little mani-pedi.

Well, if you have time
between treatments,

maybe you could pick up something

to bring to the new neighbors?

- Sure, any suggestions?
- Oh, whatever's fine.

All right. A plant. That's a good...

No, don't get a plant.
No one wants a plant.

You're buying them an obligation.

- Bottle of wine.
- What if they don't drink?

Are you sure that you
don't have any suggestions?

No, it's all up to you.

How about a bird feeder.
Everybody likes a bird feeder.

- You mean a rat feeder?
- Okay, seriously?

I'm sorry. Really.
Anything you choose is fine.

It's just the gesture that counts, so.

(laughs)

Are we doing the right thing?

I... I'm assuming you've
changed the subject.

Involving Robert more in Callie's life?

I mean, don't forget, he
did fight us for custody.

Well, Callie's turning 18 in six months,

so... not an issue any more.

Okay, good. Because we
already have one birth father

living in our garage.

Well, you know what they
say: "It takes a village."

This is so not like you.

I just... I just think that
after this last thing with Callie,

I... I really...

I really don't know what to do.

I know. That was so awful for you.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

How can I help? What can I do?

Figure out what to get the neighbors.

(laughs)

I'm serious.

(knocking)

- What?
- (knocking)

What?

Ow!

- Hey.
- Can I come in?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, sure. Come in.

Okay. Jesus wants to do
his senior project alone,

but I need you to say
that you won't help

unless it's both our projects,

because you can't choose sides.

Okay?

Um...

So, you know I'm on
the school paper, right?

I know you fold the copies
and stack them in the hallway.

It's an entry-level position,

but I will be writing someday.

Sorry.

So, I probably shouldn't
be showing you this.

But I took a screenshot
of an opinion piece

that they're publishing
in tomorrow's paper.

(knocking)

What did you need?

I thought we agreed we
weren't going to assign blame

for what happened at the protest.

Oh. Yeah, we did agree,

but that article doesn't
quote me or anyone on the board

or administration, so it's just...

one kid's opinion.

An opinion that blames the students,

when, in fact, Mr. Stratos put
his hands on my daughter first.

And your son shoved him.

And the guards you
hired pepper-sprayed him.

He's lucky I didn't suspend him.

And you're lucky I don't sue you...

and the school.

(sighs) Look.

This article is only gonna
rile everybody up again.

Not everybody. There was a lot of kids

who weren't at the protest and
aren't happy about what happened.

You're not suggesting that
I censor them, are you?

WOMAN: I'm really glad
you reached out, Callie.

CALLIE: Thank you,
again, for meeting me.

This is all, like, really amazing.

Well, I hope you'll
consider our program,

but applications are due soon.

Uh, what criteria are they looking for?

Grades and SAT scores, of course.

But they're interested in the whole
student, so your essay is important

- and, of course, your portfolio.
- Um...

Portfolio? Like... like, what?

- Your body of work.
- I don't really have a body of work.

Um, I have some photographs,

but my senior project is pretty much it.

I'm surprised to hear that, given
the sophistication of that piece.

(laughs) Um...

So, how many pieces would
I need in my portfolio?

At least twenty really good ones.

Look. You know, there's
always next year.

I can't wait until next
year. I need this now.

Could you, maybe...

Do you think you could help
me build it for this year?

So, how'd it go?

Oh, I have to have a portfolio.

What does... what does that mean?

Just art school's not an option,

at least not this year.

It's okay though. I...

I could go to community
college for a year

- and maybe apply after that.
- (scoffs)

Maybe I should just do something else.

I don't even know if I'm an artist.

Hey.

Hi.

So, Mariana just told me
that this tree house project

was approved for her and not Jesus,

because he might not
be a senior next year?

Well, we don't... we
don't know that for sure.

But he has no idea, right?

You know, there are a lot of
unknowns with someone who has a TBI.

We just don't want to frighten
Jesus with all the what-ifs.

Yeah, no, I... I get it,

but keeping things from him blew
up in a pretty big way, you know?

Listen, Gabe, we really do appreciate

your helping the kids
out with this project,

but as far as what we tell Jesus

about his situation, that's
our call, Lena's and mine.

Right. Okay, I got it. I'm... sorry.

No, it's all good. It's all good.

We're in a drought, you know.

I'm allowed to water twice a week!

Ass.

- I'm sorry. What?
- No, no. Not you!

That... that guy. I'm Dean
Bayfield, your new neighbor.

Oh! Oh, my... hi.

I'm so sorry. I'm... I'm
Stefanie Adams Foster.

Nice to meet you. Sorry we haven't

welcomed you to the
neighborhood. It's just been...

No, no. No problem. We're
up to our necks in boxes.

Oh, yeah. I hear ya. (laughs)

I just wanted to talk
to you about your fence.

It's leaning on to our property.

- Is it?
- Yeah, it looks like the post is rotting.

- They probably should have put in concrete.
- Ah.

Do you mind if I fix it?

Yeah. Uh, well. I mean, how
much is it gonna cost? 'Cause...

Oh, oh. Nothing. I'll...
I'll do it myself.

I just didn't want to do
it without your permission.

Uh, yeah. That would be very... great.

I appreciate... we would...
that would be great.

- Thanks.
- Sure thing.

It's nice to meet you.
And once we get settled,

- we'd love to have you over.
- That would be great.

- Us too. Have you over.
- (chuckles) Okay.

Have a good one.

This is so unfair. Why can't
we tell our side of the story?

Because your side
could get you suspended?

- We have to fight back.
- Honey, we are fighting.

We're making our case to
the Department of Education

that Monty was still the principal
and that Drew's vote doesn't count.

In the meantime,

I need you guys to try to stay calm

and not agitate the situation.

Okay. Get to class.

JUDE: This sucks.

When do they send the
paper to the printer?

They already did.

Hm.

What if they caught an
error and sent a new file?

Hey, Callie.

I need you to make arrangements
to pick up your senior project.

We don't have room to store it.

- Uh, you can just toss it.
- Are you sure?

Yeah, I don't really have
anywhere to keep it either.

So really, it's fine.

- So, how was your day?
- It was good!

You know, I actually
met our new neighbors.

The husband, anyway. His name is Dean.

And guess what?

He offered to fix our
fence and pay for it.

- Can you believe that?
- Wow. What's he do for a living?

Um, I don't... I don't...
I don't know. I didn't ask.

- Did you get his wife's name?
- Uh, no.

Do they have children?

Oh, my gosh. I didn't
interrogate him. I just said hi.

You know, for a detective, it's
surprising how little information

- you get out of normal people.
- Ha, ha. That's so funny.

No, I'm actually excited that we might

have neighbors we can be friends with.

(saw buzzing loudly)

(laughs)

I wonder how friendly they're
gonna be about the power saw.

Do we have any idea how long it's
gonna take to build this thing?

Well, hopefully not long,
then Gabe can be on his way.

Something happen?

(sighs) Just a little
unsolicited parenting advice.

Oh, well, you're the one
who said it takes a village.

A statement I may live to regret.

Speaking of, did you talk to Robert?

How did Callie's meeting go?

Not well.

Um, okay... So, uh...

Helen just called me...
the art professor...

she changed her mind. She's
gonna let me audit her classes

and help me put my portfolio together,

so I can apply for college this year!

STEF: That's amazing!

(exhales)

Hey.

Hey. You lose something?

Um... no.

I have to bring an
object that defines me

tomorrow for a still life.

This is so amazing. I mean,

you know it's one of the best
art schools in the country.

I know. What are you doing?

I am, uh...

(clears throat) applying for a job.

Do you think I'll be better at
flipping burgers or scooping ice cream?

That's a hard call.
You'd be so bad at both.

(laughs) Yup.

(cell phone beeps )

How's that going?

Uh... it's not. (scoffs)

Why?

(drawer opens, rattles)

Well, Grace is in college,
and I'm a high school senior

not going to college next year.

I'm not exactly boyfriend material.

No, you... you can apply again, right?

Well, after a year, but I mean,

I don't think I'm gonna
get into Juilliard twice.

(laughs)

Brandon, you are so talented.

Okay? You... you're gonna get into

a really great music school.

Don't feel bad for me.

Okay? And please feel good for yourself.

And you absolutely deserve this.

Thanks.

Maybe this could be my still life.

I'm "salty," right?

MARIANA: I'm sorry! It takes
me an hour to dry my hair.

Not that you would know, with
your perfect air dry curls.

I used to blow my hair
straight too, Mariana.

It's called time management.

LENA: Hi!

Oh, hi.

Good morning. You're our new neighbors.

Hi, I'm Theresa and
this is my son, Logan.

Hi. Lena. This is my daughter, Mariana.

- Hi.
- Hi. I love your car.

It's so...

LOGAN AND MARIANA: Back To The Future.

LENA: Sorry we haven't been over
sooner to introduce ourselves.

- We just... we have five teenagers.
- Oh, God. Bless you.

- We just have the one.
- (laughs)

- So, are you new to San Diego?
- No.

I grew up here, but I did
my residency at Johns Hopkins

where I met my husband,
and then I just stayed.

- LENA: So what brings you back?
- THERESA: The weather, mainly.

And I miss the beach. (laughs)

- So, obviously you're a doctor.
- Yeah. An orthopedic surgeon.

- Where are you going to school?
- I'm not sure yet. Uh...

Somewhere with a good
football team, though.

- You play football?
- Yeah.

We're on our way to tour a charter now.

Not Anchor Beach Charter?

Oh, no. No. We didn't hear good things.

Yeah, that's the school that
a kid brought a gun to, right?

Yeah. I'm sure you
guys heard about that.

It's so scary.

Where do your kids go?

Anchor Beach Charter.

Oh, m... I am so sorry.

You know, I'm sure it's great.

And...

you know, honestly, we're probably
not gonna go with a charter.

We're more private school people.

Ah.

Well, you might like
Anchor Beach academy then.

ROBERT: Hey, listen. Before you go,

I have something in the trunk for you.

The guy at the art store, he
said it's a good, basic case

with all the essentials.

Thank you.

All right.

Have a great class.

I'll be here when you're done.

- (students chattering)
- (phone rings)

- Hey.
- GRACE: Hey.

Uh, are you busy right now?

I have a job interview in a
little while. Why? What's up?

Well, I'm in a situation, and
I could really use your help.

- Right now?
- Yeah. Like, right now.

It's kind of an emergency.

Have you seen this?

Yes. The Anchor Beach Sea Breeze
is where I get all my news.

Okay.

"Not the fake news:

What really happened
the night of the protest

and why we should fight
to keep our school public."

Someone hacked into
the school email server,

sent a "revised" file to the printer

that included this unauthorized article.

Okay. Well, I'm not sure what
you want me to do about it.

- Are your kids behind this?
- Not that I know of.

Because if they are, that's
grounds for expulsion.

I mean, talk about
working the students up.

Well, the article doesn't
appear to quote you

or anyone on the board
or administration.

It's just one kid's opinion, right?

(rock music playing)

Callie, this is Ximena.

Ximena won the Scholastic Art Awards

gold medal for mixed media last year.

- Wow! Congratulations.
- (chuckles) Thanks.

She's agreed to let you shadow her.

Thank you.

So, did you bring an object
that you feel defines you?

Yeah, I think so.

Okay. Then I'll leave you ladies to it.

Thank you so much for... for doing this.

Yeah, of course.

Is that a new art set?

Yeah. It's, um... it was a gift.

Nice.

So, why don't you get set right here.

(music continues)

Are those yours?

Yeah. I'm on a derby team.

"X-terminate Her."

- Is that your derby name?
- Yeah.

- That's so cool.
- Thanks.

So, what did you bring to sketch?

Um...

I think I'm gonna just
sketch my new art set.

(clears throat)

- Here.
- No, I got it. I got it. Yeah.

(music continues)

♪ You're finer than the rest, girl ♪

- (knocking)
- GRACE: Come in.

♪ And your shape cannot be traced ♪

Hey, uh, Grace? You okay?

Grace! Wh... what happened?

Wh... are you okay?

- Wh... Are you hurt?
- No, I'm...

I'm fine. No one hurt me.

Here. Why are you handcuffed to the bed?

Uh...

you know how I'm trying to do
one thing a day that scares me?

Yeah.

Yeah, so I decided to...

hook up, like, a
booty-call thing with my ex

and, you know, try something kinky,

but we ended up getting into a fight...

an argument, not a physical thing...

and he just tossed the
keys and left me like this.

What a dick.

Yeah.

So, can you unlock me, please?

Uh, yeah. Uh, where are the keys?

Oh, uh, right there.

(keys jangle)

- Sorry. Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm good.

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Well, um...

I think I can probably still
make to my interview if I...

- Yes, you should go.
- ... if I go right now.

- Yes, go, please.
- I'll talk to you later?

- Mm-hmm.
- Okay. Here you go.

All right.

- Bye.
- Buh-bye.

(door closes)

(groans)

(camera shutter clicks)

How's it going?

Yeah, good. I'm just, you
know, getting some ideas.

Can I ask...

why you chose art supplies as,

you know, the thing that defines you?

I guess, you know, just because, um...

you know, I want to be an artist.

Aren't you already an artist?

No, I'm really still just a beginner.

Look,

I've never heard of Helen

ever allowing anyone to
audit a class of hers,

especially a high school senior.

I mean, I figured she made an exception

because she was impressed with you.

As in, like, already an artist,

not a wannabe one.

Otherwise, I mean, why
would you be here, right?

(on radio) ♪ ... fill you up inside ♪

♪ Hit me with the truth, love ♪

♪ Waiting for the storm
to change your mind ♪

Yeah, so it's an oak
tree, which is cool.

And it's 25 feet tall. It's big, man.

And the trunk's like five
feet all the way around.

It's for a foster family
that has like twelve kids,

some of them are special needs, so.

Yeah, it's perfect.

We can... we can start
building the base.

- Cool.
- Mariana came through, huh?

Well, yeah, but I mean,

she's not really gonna
work with me on it anymore.

Oh. Why not?

I mean, I want to do
something by myself.

Since I got this TBI,

people treat me like I...
I... I'm special needs.

Plus, you know Mariana.

She's just gonna take
control of the whole thing

and make it all about her.

I don't think that's true, Jesus.

Well, I don't think you
really know her, Gabe.

That's...

I mean, I don't...

know her very well,

but, you know...

she talked to me.

She talked to you. Yeah,
of course she talked to you.

She's... she's trying
to get you on her side.

(sighs)

You can't do the senior
project without her.

Wait, okay. So you are
gonna take her side?

The school won't let you.

Why? Because it's too expensive?
She told me the same thing.

- She's probably just making it up.
- Oh, no.

- That's not why.
- Then why?

- Talk to your moms.
- All they do is lie to me

and keep secrets.
They're not gonna tell me.

So, what is it?

Hey, Lena.

So, I thought about what you
said. I think you're right.

We don't need to be riling the
kids up with the school paper,

so I decided to shut it down

until the future of Anchor
Beach has been decided.

Why don't we just
suspend the Op-ed section?

Whoever hacked our
email could strike again,

and there really should
be consequences for that.

Oh, also, um...

until I know what's happening next year,

I'm no longer funding any
juniors doing senior projects.

I'll see you.

- Yeah, that's great.
- Thanks.

Hey, Callie. What's up?

Um...

did my father, Robert Quinn...

did he have anything to do

with you changing your
mind about helping me?

I did speak to your father.

So, what? He just...

he wrote a big check to the school,

so that you'd let me audit your class?

Where do you want us to spray fixative?

You can go to the
spray booth. Or outside.

Hey, Ximena.

Can I get a ride?

Where?

Anywhere.

Let's go.

Hello?

Jesus, wait!

Okay...

I'm not gonna be a senior next year?

(sighs) We don't know that, Jesus.

- Look, I'm sorry. I just couldn't lie to him.
- No one asked you to lie.

I asked you not to get involved.

No, I'm glad that he did!

At least someone around here
is telling me the truth now!

- Hey! Listen to me...
- MARIANA: What's going on?

I know the senior project
is yours and not mine,

which I'm sure that you love.

- Jesus, I need you to calm down.
- No, I am not gonna calm down!

Then you can go to your room until
you are willing to listen to me.

Now!

You too, Mariana. I need
to speak with Gabe, please.

What? No. I'm not going up there.

- Mariana, please!
- After what he did to Brandon's room?

What if he takes a
baseball bat to my head?

Hi, Emma.

Is this a bad time?

No, it's okay. Jesus is up in his room.

I'm sure he would like
to see you about now.

If you cannot respect our authority

as the twins' parents,

I am going to have to ask you to leave.

- (Jesus grunts)
- (loud crash)

(shouting)

(rock music playing)

(women shouting, grunting)

(whistle blowing)

Hey.

So, I just need to change
and can give you a ride home.

Oh, it's okay. My brother's
coming to get me, so.

Okay.

You're awesome.

How did you get into roller derby?

Well, I was an angry 14-year-old

- with a lot of hormonal rage.
- (laughs)

I needed a safe place

to knock the crap out of
people and not get arrested,

so I joined the junior team.

- Your parents were cool with that?
- No way.

See, girls aren't
supposed to be aggressive.

We're taught to keep it all inside.

But in derby, I get to unleash my beast.

Be fearless.

Must be nice to have
somewhere to let go.

You don't need permission.

I just... I with I had
somewhere to unleash my beast.

You do.

Your art.

See, you can put all
that chaos on a canvas.

No offense, but do you really think

a shiny new art set defines who you are?

Or who you want to be?

No.

Look.

If you try to be someone
you're not, you won't be happy.

And as an artist,

you won't have anything to say.

Hey. Um, how'd your job interview go?

I was late, so I probably didn't
make a great first impression.

Why were you late?

Grace needed help with something.

Is she okay?

Uh...

it was... it was kind
of weird, actually.

So, I showed up at her apartment,

and she was handcuffed to the
bed and couldn't reach the keys.

Apparently she was hooking up

with her... ex-boyfriend or something,

and I guess they got into a fight,

and he left her like that.

What?

Pretty sure she was trying
to have sex with you.

What? No, no, no.

Yeah. She made a very bold move,

and... obviously it backfired.

Oh, my God.

Jesus is gonna be so disappointed.

Well, the one silver lining
is that Gabe can move on...

and out.

- Can I come in?
- Yes, please.

Um...

Jesus, can you come down here, please?

I just wanted to apologize.

I had no right telling Jesus.

STEF: Hey, bud. Can you sit
down for a minute, please?

Can everybody sit down so we can talk?

Um, I want to try to
be a senior next year,

even if that means I have
to go to summer school.

Honey, that's... that's
really good to hear,

um, but your senior project
will have to wait until then.

Wait, why?

Why? Because I got mad?
What, are you punishing me?

- STEF: No, buddy.
- LENA: No.

(sighs)

Drew isn't funding any
senior projects for juniors.

What? (scoffs)

- You're lying.
- Jesus!

Jesus!

LENA: No, I'm not lying.

He's cutting a lot of
things until we know

what's happening with Anchor Beach.

Okay, but can... can I do it anyway?

Honey, we just don't
have the money for that.

Well, what if...

what if, um...

There's a lot of scrap wood

I can probably get
my hands on out there.

And the other materials,

I could probably get
Jesus's uncle to donate.

His birth uncle, you mean?

Right. Sorry.

Please?

Moms?

Karen! Hey, um...

I decided I do what to
keep my senior project.

Oh, honey, I'm sorry. We took
it to the dumpster already.

You know what? Maybe it's still there.

- Yeah.
- Go on.

Something must have
happened in art class.

(door opens)

Where you been, Cal?

I was worried.

I can't be the girl with the rich dad

who writes a check to
get her into art school.

I... I...

I...

I didn't write a check.

I know that you went to
Helen after I met with her.

Yes, to talk to her.

All right, but I didn't...
I didn't give them any money.

All right, I just
reminded her of your story,

of why you don't have a portfolio,

because you were never in one home

or one home school long enough
to recognize your potential.

That you never got a chance.
That's all I asked her to do,

was just to give you a chance.

But only if she
believed in you, which...

obviously she does.

You don't.

I know you all think
that I'm "unacceptable."

Oh, wait, that...
that's not what we meant.

That's what you said.

Now, I know that
you're really mad at me,

but when you first met me

you told me that I wasn't disposable,

and I'm really trying to believe that.

I'm not mad at you.

I'm scared for you.

I'm scared of losing you, Cal.

I can't just throw away

all that stuff that happened to me.

Honey, we don't want you to.

(Lena sighs)

Come with me.

LENA: I saw them taking
it to the dumpster.

We don't want you to throw
away your past, Callie.

We just want you to stop repeating it.

STEF: We want you to be safe, Callie.

You know, we want you to be 17.

You don't need to carry
the weight of the world

on your shoulders, love.

- (stifled laugh)
- We love you.

We love you so much.

- Mm.
- You okay?

- Mm-hmm.
- (all giggling)

(line ringing)

EMMA ON PHONE: Hey.

Hey, I thought you were
coming over. What happened?

I know, I just have
so much packing to do

before we leave tomorrow.

So, I'm not gonna see you before you go?

I'm sorry.

Well, I miss you.

I miss you, too.

I'll call you when we get there.

Okay. I love...

(clicks)

(whispers) ... you.

Did Mamas talk to you
about the tree house?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, but Gabe thinks that he
can get all the materials donated,

and Emma told me about this
Summer of Service grant.

So, if I'm a senior next year,

Mom says that it could still,

you know, work.

Look, I get that you
were just trying to help

and that it's only
happening because of you,

and I'm gonna need a lot of
help applying for the grant

and... and other stuff.

So, um...

I'm gonna ask Emma to do it with me...

if that's okay.

Well, you already said

that you didn't want to do it with me...

so why are you asking?

Just do what you want.

Uh, so...

I'm feeling pretty stupid.

For what? (chuckles)

I didn't... I didn't realize

what was... going on before.

What was going on?

Well, you know... (stuttering)

I wasn't trying to seduce you,

if that's what you think.

Oh. Yeah, okay.

(laughs, clears throat)

(exhales)

Okay, I was... yeah, I was.

I guess I shouldn't have
read Fifty Shades of Grey.

- (sighs) No, I'm an idiot.
- No, no, no. I'm the idiot. I...

I don't know, I thought
that you were blowing me off,

so that's when I...

but then when you
completely didn't get it,

that's when I made up
that ex-boyfriend story.

I wasn't trying to blow you off, really.

(stuttering)

I just think if you knew
certain things about me,

you wouldn't want to date me.

Sounds serious. What,
did you kill someone?

No, I, um... I...

- got into Juilliard.
- Oh, my God.

Yeah, and then I lost my spot,

because I needed money,

so I took the SATs for someone,

which I knew was wrong.

Then I got caught,

so I'm an idiot.

Yeah, you made a
mistake. A huge mistake.

- Yeah, I know.
- Like a huge mistake.

Yeah. I... I know.

Well, we all make mistakes.

That doesn't mean I
don't want to date you.

I mean, if you want to date
me, which maybe you don't?

No, I... I do wanna date you.

I mean, I'm kind of glad

there's no ex-boyfriend around.

At least one you're
still hooking up with.

Okay then.

(laughs)

- (rock music playing)
- GRACE: Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

- Oh.
- Oh.

- (laughing)
- And... and just...

- Sorry.
- Oh, it's okay.

(both laughing)

- Sorry!
- Sorry!

♪ What happens if I can't quit you? ♪

- Um...
- Sorry.

Yeah, the keys are...

I don't know where the key is.

- I think they're over here.
- Okay, I'm coming.

♪ Oh ♪

(camera shutter clicks)

- ♪ What happens if I can't work ♪
- _

♪ In these jobs that kill me? ♪

_

♪ Barely hold on ♪

_

- _
- ♪ What happens if I get too old ♪

♪ And I don't have no money ♪

- ♪ And I don't have a life ♪
- _

♪ 'Cause I'm holding, holding ♪

- ♪ Holding back? ♪
- She said that this plant is near impossible to kill.

I don't know if they deserve a
gift after insulting Anchor Beach.

Hey, hey. She didn't know that
you were the Vice Principal.

- Take it easy.
- Well...

(laughing )

- You look very nice.
- Thank you.

You're welcome.

- Hi.
- Oh, hi.

We just wanted to officially
welcome you to the neighborhood.

Oh. Thank you. Theresa?

You've met Lena, right?

- Yeah!
- And this is my wife...

- Tess.
- Oh, my God. Stef.

Hi.

Hi.

STEF: Wow! What are you... she...

this...

(mutters)

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