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And now we're back with Kate and Ryan.

Oh, good morning, Portland. We're so glad

that you could be joining us on this

Friday morning, especially since today is

the last day to win the last spot in

K100's hands on a hybrid competition.

Now, for those of you who are unfamiliar,

this is a contest where 20k100 fans engage

in a battle of will to win a top of the

line hybrid by keeping one hand on the car

for as long as possible. Final hand on the

car wins. Now, last year's contest set a

record 39 hours. We have 19 contestants

lined up already, plus me, your favorite

radio host, and incidentally, last year's

champion. Wow. Suddenly got really cramped

here in the booth with me, Ryan, and

Ryan's humongous ego. Come on, come on.

If I win, the car goes to charity. Oh,

right. Correction. Ryan's charitable ego.

So be the 100th caller right now for your

chance to win a car. Or, you know, as I

like to think of beating Ryan.

You tell your hot shot fiance that

starting this afternoon, I'll be giving

Lux driving lessons. And if there's any

other dad stuff to be done, I'll be the

one doing it. That's what I'm talking

about. Okay, wait. I'm at work right now.

Let's talk about luxury. All right. Is

that base? Not anymore.

Dude, she just hung up on me. Call her

back. Call her back.

Hey, it's Kate. Leave a message. She just

turned off her phone. Call the station.

Calling the station. It's busy.

Keep dialing. Come on.

Tosh,

what are you doing here? That family wants

me. Last night. The foster family.

Okay, what's it this time? Eight kids want

to live in maid or they just want the

government check? They're three hours

away. I'd live three hours

away. Wait, what? I told my caseworker I'm

not. You can't go that far. We've never

been that far. She said I didn't have a

choice. How soon are they coming? Got two

days. You have to get out of it.

We have to find someone else. Lex, you

know how it is. Once you're assigned to a

foster home, you're gone.

You're going to think I'm crazy.

I think I saw your mom.

What? Yesterday, outside that store where

you stole the dress. There's no way. Last

time I talked to my mom, she bailed on

rehab and was serving out a two year

sentence for whatever. It looked just like

her. Tash, I swear.

And you didn't. You didn't say anything.

Was she that bad? No,

that's the thing. She was with this guy.

Like, in a suit. There was a minivan.

Kids. Okay, definitely not her.

Now, if you told me she was with a doper

named Doublewide and holding a meth pipe,

then I believe you. It was her. I know it.

I wanted to say something, but it all just

happened so fast, and I wanted to

check it out before. You know. You got

your hopes up,

but this could be the answer you need.

What if instead of going three hours away

to another crappy foster home,

you stayed right here with your

mom? Fox, wake up.

She's a junkie, not a soccer mom.

I'm not you. No one's gonna appear out of

nowhere and save the day. Some of

us don't have anyone.

You have me. And I'm not letting you go.