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Previously on The 4400...

As far as this department knew, Maia wasn't having visions anymore.

She was keeping them secret from me and writing everything down in a diary.

It's a subpoena.

- What do they want? - Your diary.

Don't reveal your healing ability.

Because if you heal one of them, you'll have to heal them all.

One day all of this will be yours.

The paperwork's been drawn up, the lawyers know what to do.

Everything's in place.

He had a vision to save the future,

and now he won't be here

to see us achieve it. But we will achieve it.

None of this is real to me either.

This is where they altered us, gave me the ability

to create the world we've been living in for the last eight years.

I love you, Thomas.

So let me see if I've got this straight.

You two met, fell in love and spent eight years together

in some kind of alternate reality.

And now you're here with eight years of love and marriage under your belts,

in what to us was no time at all.

Yeah, that... That about sums it up, yeah.

I'll play along.

But if you two start calling each other "honey bunny", I'm so out of here.

- I told you he'd try, Thomas. - Yeah.

How'd you know that?

Well, you might be meeting me for the first time,

but I know all about you.

You're smart, your favourite writer is Alan Moore

and your favourite meal is meat loaf.

But I can't be exactly the same.

You said there was no 4400, so that means

no coma, no time lost.

And no major problems. That's right. You were happy. Successful.

Meaning what?

Nothing. We used to talk about medical school, remember?

- Over there, you went to Stanford. - How'd I do?

You graduated with honours. You became a neurologist.

I must have made you proud.

I'm always proud of you.

Right, but Dr Kyle Baldwin in that world you were vacationing,

it came from your mind, right?

Actually, it was my mind.

Right, but you created it using his memories.

Kyle, I'm just as proud of what you've accomplished here.

Prouder.

Hey.

You wanna know why all lawyers are jerks?

'Cause they spend a lifetime reading this crap.

What kind of crap, specifically?

I'm a pretty good interpreter.

I have 24 hours to turn Maia's diary over to NTAC,

and not one legal option to get out of it.

- What are you gonna do? - Well, what NTAC wants, NTAC gets.

But I have a 9-year-old daughter at home

who's counting on me to protect her.

- Any way I can help? - Yeah, you can slap me upside the head

for ever mentioning that diary in the first place.

It didn't save Collier's life, and now it's making mine hell.

How about I just make some fresh coffee instead?

Thanks.

Yeah.

Do you think they'll find the man who did it?

By "they", you mean Thomas? Then, yeah. Probably.

My dad always gets his man. You heading out?

Yes, I have to keep reminding myself I don't live here anymore.

Look, Kyle, your father and I love each other.

That's great. There's not enough love in the world.

But I just met you.

Give me a few days before I start calling you Mom, okay?

You've got one of those already. I'll settle for being a good friend.

And I'll keep bribing you with meat loaf until you give in.

Hello, Mr Ross. Did you have a good flight?

Yes, thanks.

Now, would you like me to show you around,

or do you wanna get some rest?

- Neither. Take me to Mr Farrell. - Yes, sir. Right this way.

- They've been waiting. Three days. - Tell publicity I'm not sure yet.

They're saying we're past our deadline.

We have to release this press statement.

This is supposed to be coming from me?

I don't even understand half of what it says.

- It doesn't sound like me, Lucy. - So change it. You're the boss.

Oh, and legal needs signatures now, or no one gets paid.

- Including legal. - I can only do one thing at a time.

So let's start with the statement. Why don't you dictate something to me?

No press statement.

If the press wants to know what Mr Farrell is thinking,

they can watch 60 Minutes along with the rest of America.

I've already booked an exclusive interview

with our new face of The 4400.

That's all for now.

Thanks.

I'm sorry to just jump in like that. I thought you could use a hand.

- I'm Matthew Ross. - Yes. Yeah.

- What are you doing in Seattle? - I go where I'm needed.

- You've come to the right place. - It's no coincidence, Shawn.

Jordan made it clear that in the event of his death,

I was to step up, front and centre, to help you out.

Well, another in a long line of plans that Jordan neglected to share with me.

But I'm glad you're here. Jordan talked about you a lot. You...

You're gonna need to hire yourself a new lobbyist.

I'm moving to the home office for the time being.

Pick any office you want. You start right away.

These letters. Everyone knows I can heal now.

Jordan had every intention of revealing your healing ability to the public,

but he was planning on doing it in stages.

We don't have that luxury anymore. We'll deal with it.

I can't go outside anymore.

There's sick people, press, they follow me everywhere.

And they will for the rest of your life. The ground just shifted under your feet.

You either find your balance, or you fall on your ass.

This Centre is the new Lourdes.

Nobody's gonna be calling us a cult anymore.

We're turning away people faster than we can sign them up.

In 10 years, this movement's gonna be

one of the most dominant faiths on the planet.

Stop.

I'm glad things are going so well. I am.

But a week ago, I was just some guy trying to beat the last level of Doom.

I wasn't the Pope then, and I'm not the Pope now.

Yes, you are. And you need to start getting used to it.

The FBI is spearheading the hunt for the man who killed Jordan Collier.

Oh, but we are still in the game, and NTAC is making this collar.

I'm not having someone else clear up our mess for us.

Then we better get moving.

We all know there's an expiration date on these manhunts.

Trail starts getting cold after 48 hours.

I want another look at employee sign-in sheets

for every office building and parking garage

within a 10-block radius of the Centre.

We've already cross-examined everyone on those books.

Then we have to look off the books.

This guy shot a public figure in broad daylight.

There has to be an eyewitness.

And so far, Tom, the only one who has seen this killer is you.

Loser.

Pathetic loser.

Sweetie, whatever you do, never, ever gamble.

It's wrong and it's stupid.

Then why do you do it?

Because unlike your mommy,

your Aunt April doesn't have a steady income.

She's an artist, and artists always need cash.

Which is where the stupid part comes in, because I always lose.

So this whole see-the-future thing,

it doesn't just apply to earth-shattering events, huh?

Not always.

- So if I were to ask you which card... - That one.

I'll take this one right here.

Thanks.

Baby girl, you are my new lucky charm.

- I'm pulling you off the Collier case. - What are you talking about?

We still have half that neighbourhood to canvass.

Well, it's gonna have to wait. 10:37 a.m. Pacific Standard,

the Federal Emergency Management Agency

sent in a task force to the town of Granite Pass, Oregon, population 273,

where there's been an outbreak of a lethal, highly contagious

and as yet unidentified virus.

- Airborne? - Yeah, likely.

- Man-made? - Unknown.

What we do know is, if you went to sleep in Granite Pass last night,

chances are you're filling out a body bag this morning.

There's only one resident that FEMA hasn't accounted for yet.

Jean DeLynn Baker, age 30.

Returnee 0188. Disappeared in '99.

Divorced. No kids. Psych profile says she's a loner.

Looks like things have been pretty grim for her since she got back.

Hasn't been able to hold down a job,

was unemployed four times in the last year.

And now she's the only resident of Granite Pass, Oregon,

who can't be accounted for.

- So we've got two possibilities. - Either she's immune to this virus,

in which case we could study her, look for a cure...

Or else she's a carrier.

Either way, your job is the same.

Use whatever resources you need and find her.

So, you gonna tell me where you're headed?

You know, I never could stand the sight of a woman in tears.

I guess that's why I never got married.

You in some kind of trouble?

Run off on your family? Law on your tail?

Seattle. I'm going to Seattle.

It's a big city.

You want me to just drop you on the edge of town?

I'm going to the 4400 Centre. I gotta get there.

What the hell for? You joining up?

Just get me as close as you can, please.

If you're looking for salvation, you're not gonna find it there.

What you wanna do is give yourself over to your true lord and saviour.

Purification day is coming.

Signs are everywhere. Pestilence, plagues.

Tell me about it.

I woke up in a town full of dead people this morning.

My mother, my father, everyone.

Yeah? How come you survived?

I think maybe I caused it.

You? Now I know you're messing with me.

Okay, go ahead. Laugh at the Jesus freak.

But I'm telling you, the whole world will be wiped clean soon enough.

Look, I don't think you're a freak at all, mister.

A matter of fact, I believe everything you're saying.

The eyes and fingernails show only slight discolouration.

Rigor mortis is barely set in. What have the autopsies shown?

Nothing we have a name for.

Their internal organisms are pretty much liquefied. This thing works fast.

So you just took your helmet off. You got a death wish?

This virus gets released, goes airborne, then dissipates within a half-hour.

- Seen enough? - Plenty.

So everyone we're looking at died this morning

because they were within the virus's original radius.

Right. And if you drove through town an hour later, you'd have been fine.

That's something, anyway. But Orson Bailey, Trent Appelbaum...

When a 4400 manifests an ability, it can get more intense quickly.

Which means that if Jean DeLynn Baker is transmitting the virus...

Yeah. She might be just warming up.

The doctors say they cannot stop my cancer from spreading.

- Aggressive chemo... - worked hard all my life.

Tuberculosis has eaten up our life savings,

- my beloved wife of 40 years... - Grandma told me to pray,

so when I saw you on TV I knew...

- Help me. - Heal us!

Please!

Shawn, it's Lucy.

You're scheduled for the new keys address.

Everybody's waiting. Shawn?

Yeah, I'm flattered.

I'm just not sure I can take a job right now.

Richard's gonna be travelling quite a bit.

The daycare here is first-rate and completely free.

Well, for one thing, I'm not sure I'm qualified.

I mean, Assistant Director of Human Resources.

I had my first daughter right out of college.

You could fit my entire résumé on half a page.

You're a 4400.

It's like an advanced graduate degree around here.

- Besides, Jordan talked about you. - Oh, I'm sure he did.

He said you had the gift of empathy, that you were a natural-born organiser,

and that you had a knack for bringing out the best in people.

Jordan said that about me?

You're a returnee. You're smart.

We empower people like you around here.

Wipe your feet.

A killer airborne virus has been released,

and you're worried about muddy footprints.

It's still somebody's home.

So this is where Jean DeLynn Baker lived.

Until she hit the road, yeah.

She keep a schedule? Any kind of daily planner?

Yeah, but I think it went out the window

when she realised her entire hometown had been wiped out.

Did anyone get in touch with the parents?

This is their house.

They were sleeping upstairs when the virus hit.

Okay, you guys aren't leaving this house

until you've been through everything.

Letters, phone bills, grocery lists. Marco, listen to me.

- Yeah. - Find me a pattern. The way she thinks.

She's on the run. I wanna beat her to wherever she's headed.

- Flirt. - You heard the man.

4400 Centre. How may I direct your call?

I didn't mean to do it.

I didn't mean to kill them. I...

- These blisters, they itch so bad. - Killed who?

- I need you to help me, please. - Who is this?

I'm a 4400 and there's something wrong with me.

Everybody that I'm around dies, and I don't know how to stop it.

I don't know how to stop it.

Tell me your name and where you are.

How many people dead?

She said hundreds, but there's nothing about it on the news.

Could be they're trying to keep it quiet. And there is a 4400 named Jean Baker?

She said she's staying at a motel near the Squirrel Hill exit on the 65.

Get me NTAC on the phone.

Yes! You were right! Philadelphia creamed them!

- How much did you win? - $200 for Aunt April.

All because of you, my little genius.

Now, I'm looking at Chicago versus New York, even up.

Chicago's the home team, which gives them some advantage,

but New York is coming off a three-game winning streak.

So who's your pick?

How much are you betting?

The whole 200 bucks.

Which won't win me enough to retire on, but a girl's gotta start somewhere.

So, you getting anything?

Do you like me?

What kind of question is that?

I mean, like me for myself

or because I tell you stuff that's gonna happen?

Honey, listen.

I love you for who you are, not what you can do.

Always.

Okay?

I'd go with Chicago.

Chicago it is.

Now, some on.

Aunt April is gonna take you out for pizza.

Go wash up and take your mom's stuff off.

You know she gets kind of uptight about...

Maia.

This is my mother's engagement ring. Where did you get this?

I always play with it.

This is a very valuable ring,

which means it is not for little girls to play with.

Now wash good, or I'll order anchovies. Go!

- Hey. - Hey.

Don't take this the wrong way, but how'd you get in here?

Oh, your dad gave me a key.

A little early for dinner, isn't it?

Yeah, early for eating, not for preparing.

Can you cook?

Sorry. I'm a world-class brain surgeon, not a chef.

But I can empty a grocery bag with the best of them, though.

But I have to warn you, you're ignoring the number one rule of Dad.

Which is?

The longer and more carefully you prepare for a family event...

The more likely it is he won't show.

Guess you do know the man.

Which means I guess you also know me,

which, I'm sorry, is really weird.

You have to admit, it's a little strange for me, too.

We have this eight-year relationship,

and I have to keep reminding myself that it doesn't really exist.

So tell me, was I, like, number one in my class in medical school?

What does it matter, Kyle?

- You're not in competition with yourself. - I'm just curious.

Well, you keep bringing it up. It's more than curiosity.

So what if it is?

If you knew there was some parallel universe

where a better, smarter version of you was walking around,

how would you feel?

He wasn't better and he wasn't smarter. He was you.

He just had options I'll never have.

No 4400. No coma. He got to go to medical school.

- Who says you don't have that option? - I'm 21. I'm a freshman in college.

So you started a little late.

You keep thinking I know two Kyles. I don't. I just know you.

You wanna be a doctor?

I know for a fact that you can pass your MCATs.

Jean Baker's in a motel about 10 miles ahead.

Yeah. Right now half of NTAC is headed for that place.

Mortimer and Falcone should be there already.

It's weird, huh?

Responding to a tip that came from inside the 4400 Centre.

Shawn did tell me he wanted to cooperate with us.

Guess he meant it.

Excuse me. We're NTAC. We need to get through here.

- I'll open it for you. - So what's going on down there?

There's a dead trucker. Looks like it came on sudden.

- Jean DeLynn Baker. - No, no, no. What are you doing?

- I called you for help! - We know. Come with us.

No, you're scaring me.

Please stop! They start to itch when I get scared!

Please! Get away from me!

Oh, God.

That trucker died not more than three hours ago.

Yeah, and he couldn't have picked up Jean

more than two hours before that.

Which means he was exposed, infected and killed

within, like, what? 120 minutes.

That's faster than any virus I've ever seen.

Mortimer and Falcone. Looks like we're playing backup.

- Baldwin. - You know, it's not my fault.

- Who is this? - I called you for help!

- You tossed tear gas into my room! - Jean Baker.

How did you get Mortimer's phone?

How do you think I got it?

They scared me. They came barging into my room!

What did you do to them?

I guess you thought those suits they had on would keep them safe, huh?

Well, you were wrong! Okay?

Nobody's safe. That's why I'm warning you.

You stay away from me, okay? Just keep everyone away.

- Where are you? - I'm driving.

I think she took their car. Call Jarvis. Get a bead on it.

Jean, tell me where you are, where you're going.

We wanna help you.

No. I tried that.

No one can help me. No one ever could. Why should it be any different now?

I know you don't wanna kill anyone, but listen to me.

This virus that's growing inside you, it's incredibly lethal.

I've always been toxic. I poisoned every relationship I ever had.

- This is different. - Yes!

They made it real!

My parents always said I was a walking disaster.

They never got to see how right they were.

Jean, it doesn't have to be like that. If you want this to be over, it can be.

Just find a deserted spot, pull over and wait for us to come to you.

I don't need you.

- I'm taking care of it myself. - What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna end this before I kill anyone else!

- End what? - This phone call, this day. Everything!

No, Jean, just wait.

- Hold on. Listen to me... - Goodbye, Baldwin.

- She says she's gonna kill herself. - Well, I'm not sure that's a solution.

It could trigger another release of the virus.

- We have a fix on her? - Yeah.

She's travelling west on the 99.

Jarvis has got three helicopters in the air.

If she doesn't pull over, there's orders to incinerate.

Vacation?

- For how long? - A month, maybe two. I don't know.

You think that's what the Centre, the movement needs right now?

I don't know, Matthew,

but I'm damn sure it's what I need right now.

I think you're gonna have to settle for a long weekend.

- I hear Puget Sound is nice. - Okay, you're not hearing me.

I'm ignoring you. There's a difference.

Listen, I'm not saying I can't do this.

I will lead this movement.

But Jordan just died,

and I need some time to get my head around that.

You're gonna have to grieve on the run, like the rest of us.

It's called being a grownup.

Don't lecture me about my responsibilities.

You just got here.

And if this place needs me

the way that you keep saying that it does,

then it's gonna have to work around me sometimes.

Work around you? We can do that.

Mary O'Connell. Taken 1972. Very promising empath.

Robert Fields. 1987.

Genius with numbers and pattern recognition.

- John Gersten. - Who are these people?

Replacements. Potentially.

None of them make the slam dunk you would,

but I'm ready to move this Centre forward, with you or otherwise.

Jordan used to talk to me that way sometimes.

He was great at getting me to see things his way.

You?

You're not quite there yet.

Your healing power makes you unique.

Jordan knew it. I believed it.

I came here to work with you.

But you're asking me to work around you, and that I can't do.

Then you are gonna have to spend some quality time with that list,

because I'm leaving.

I'm sure you won't miss a beat, though.

I know there's a huge demand for pattern recognition.

That's impossible.

Mortimer and Falcone were wearing state-of-the-art biohazard gear.

That stuffs engineered to withstand an anthrax attack.

They're dead, Marco.

Obviously, whatever she's releasing is a little craftier than the anthrax virus.

If it got through those suits,

that means the antigen's operating on a subatomic level.

- Which basically makes it unstoppable. - Yeah, pretty much.

Jean told me Mortlimer and Falcone scared her

when they came into her room.

Is it possible the release of this virus is connected to emotional state?

Yeah, more than possible. Likely.

Her medicine cabinet is basically a neon sign

flashing "Borderline Personality Disorder".

I mean, she's got cortisone creams for stress rashes,

an assortment of your finer psycho-pharmaceuticals,

Xanax, Prozac...

Yeah, we get it, Marco. She's a wreck.

A wreck whose body acts as a delivery system

for the virus she's producing, the same way flowers release pollen.

What? She's emitting spores?

Something like that.

But spores are just reproductive bodies released by a vascular system.

Now, the human body is one big vascular system.

You know, it runs on blood flow.

Yeah, which can speed up or slow down depending on moods, feelings...

Right. So when Jean's blood gets going,

when she's angry, confused, upset, whatever,

a killer virus goes airborne.

We're not far from her car now, Marco. Any advice on how to deal with her?

Don't piss her off.

- Hey. - Hi.

- How are you, Lily? - Good.

I heard you're leaving for a while.

That was fast.

Anyway, I...

I don't know how long I'm gonna be gone.

What are you gonna do?

For starters, I'm gonna disappear for a while,

then...

I don't know. Who knows?

I mean, I don't have to work here to make people healthy,

so I guess I could go anywhere.

So you're just gonna kind of roam the earth, Kung Fu-style?

I'm not gonna shave my head and wear a robe,

but something like that, I guess.

Well, you could take these with you.

Check out the return address, stop off in Gloucester, Massachusetts,

do a quick healing and then go on your way.

- You know about the letters. - Oh, Shawn, they're everywhere.

Yeah, each one's sadder than the next.

It's too much to take, almost.

It did give me an idea, though.

But, you know, you're leaving, so we'll talk it over when you get back.

No, Lily. I mean, like I said, I don't know when that's gonna be.

So, please, I would love to hear what you have to say.

All right, well, I was thinking...

I mean, we're not a hospital and we're not a charity,

and still, thousands of these requests keep pouring in every day.

I mean, no wonder you feel overwhelmed.

- We're not set up to handle it. - Yes, exactly.

That's why I gotta get out of here.

What if we set up a foundation? Part of this place, but separate.

Hire a staff whose only job it is to open these letters

and find the neediest cases.

People that we can help that no one else can.

But that is still saying no to thousands of people.

Well, that's right, Shawn, but what if we can say yes to one?

I mean, you heal one person a day,

every day.

That's a big job, though, deciding who deserves it most.

Well, so you form a committee

and you load it up with doctors and social workers.

And you.

Come on. I mean, it's your idea.

You should at least be there to help make it happen.

Yeah, I just took a job at human resources.

I think I could probably get you transferred.

- Did you find a body in there? - Can't get close enough yet.

Well, as soon as you can, we need to retrieve it.

Well, she said she wanted to end it.

Guess we can send Marco and his boys back down to the basement.

Let them find a ripple effect on this one.

Excuse me.

Baldwin.

I came close, but I don't know.

- Jean. - I couldn't go through with it.

That's good. Nobody wants you dead. Just tell me where you are.

No, you can't help me.

The 4400 Centre can't help me, but it doesn't matter.

I finally know where I'm supposed to go.

Tell me where. I'll meet you there.

- You ever read the Bible, Baldwin? - Yeah, I went to Sunday school.

I spent some time with it earlier today, back at that motel.

"The time is at hand."

That's Revelations, right?

But do you know what it means? I bet you don't.

See, these blisters,

they form on my hands.

- You get it? - I'm not sure I do, Jean.

They're talking about me in that book.

- You got family? - Jean, what are you talking about?

Go to them.

Hug them real tight.

I finally figured it out, why they sent me back.

I'm part of their plan. They want me to do this.

Do what?

Purify humanity.

She was quoting Revelations? Never a good sign, Tom.

She's gone from wanting to help, wanting to stop all this,

to believing she's the end of the world.

So what does she do?

She said they want her to do this, right?

Well, that implies it's out of her hands.

- Destiny? - No, she's giving up responsibility.

Yeah, that's one way to deal with being a walking plague.

Pretend the decision's out of your hands.

I don't think she wants to even think about it anymore.

- I think she just wants it over. - Yeah.

Well, that's her mindset. Still doesn't tell us where she's going.

She's on autopilot, Tom. My best guess?

She does whatever she planned on doing

before the bodies started rolling.

Marco.

Today's Tuesday, right?

It's Wednesday, Marco.

My bad.

She's only got one thing written down for the day.

She's filing her unemployment claim in downtown Portland.

Son of a bitch. I don't believe it!

Am I dreaming, or did you not tell me that Chicago would win?

- Do you know what I bet? - $200.

Try my mother's diamond engagement ring.

And now it's gone, all because I believed in you,

trusted you.

And you let me down.

You lied to me.

You said winning didn't matter. You said you liked me anyway.

Oh, so you knew Chicago would lose, didn't you?

Right from the jump, this was all just a test.

A foundation?

Don't you think we have our hands full already?

It's one person a day.

Once it's up and running, it's not really gonna eat into my time.

Thought you were looking for privacy.

You do this, you're stepping into a white-hot spotlight.

Yes, but it's on my terms.

Be good publicity. Not too hard to get off the ground.

We could get some huge names for that filtering committee.

- I think it's a good idea. - Well, I'm glad that you approve.

But I wasn't really asking for your permission.

I would hope not.

Jean.

Baldwin?

- That's right. - You should have stayed away.

Look around you.

All these people, they haven't done anything to hurt you.

They haven't done anything to help me, either.

Besides, it doesn't matter. I don't have a choice.

I am doing what they wanted me to do.

You don't have to accept that. You have a choice.

Yeah, like I had a choice when I was abducted.

I never had a choice. Ever.

They got the right girl for the job.

What are you doing here, anyway?

You should have gone back to your family like I said.

No, I'm... I'm right where I wanna be.

You must have some kind of death wish.

You think you're here to kill people, I think I'm here to stop you.

They infected you, Jean, and that was wrong,

but you don't have to let them make you into a mass murderer.

I'm already a killer.

No. No, you haven't decided to kill anyone.

That's what you're doing right now.

Whatever you're thinking about destiny or fate, whatever,

you're wrong.

You don't have to do this.

You don't.

Wanna hear something funny? I...

I believe you.

But it's too late.

They're so ripe.

I can't stop it now.

- They itch so bad! - Okay.

They do!

Hell of a day. How you holding up?

Well,

I'm scheduled for psychiatric counselling on Monday.

Saved thousands of innocent people. Had to shoot a woman to do it.

Hey, you did what you had to do.

Anyway, not sure if this is a good time,

but I made you a little something.

It's kind of a...

Well, a fake version of Maia's diary. Should fool just about anybody.

You forged this to get NTAC off my back?

I know it's a big thing, but you were kind of over a barrel, so...

This could get me into a lot of trouble.

This could get you in a lot of trouble.

Yeah. You don't have to use it if you don't want to.

I'm just giving you an option.

This is insane.

It's also, maybe,

one of the nicest things anybody's ever done for me.

I wanna thank you for a job well done.

You must have been very persuasive.

I just said what I thought. Your idea for a foundation was terrific.

You mean your idea, don't you?

Do we have to be all cloak-and-dagger about it?

Now you and Shawn both got what you wanted,

and a lot of sick people are gonna get help.

Well, you did a lot of good for the Centre today,

and I'm not gonna forget it.

Hey, Matthew.

You know what the Centre means to me?

- What? - Free rent and daycare for my daughter.

I'm not an 18-year-old kid.

I don't need to discover the magic power inside of me.

So, in other words, you're not a true believer.

Is that a problem?

Not at all.

Neither am I.

- You look wiped. - Don't ask.

- You didn't have to do this. - Well, I didn't. Your son's the cook.

Kyle?

Yeah, I bet he had a little help.

Not really, no. We got to talk, and it was nice.

How was your day, Alana?

Well, I bought these pieces from this young artist.

This girl from Bed-Stuy. Self-taught.

And she painted this little scrap of garden in her backyard.

And it's night, and the sky is so rich and deep,

- you could swim in it. - Yeah.

And the stars...

You okay?

More or less. Bet you almost forgot.

No, I didn't.

But I thought, in light of today's events, I would give you a little extension.

Oh, that's not necessary. It's a hot read.

Lots of good stuff about SpongeBob.

Thank you.

The National Threat Assessment Command

works with the state and with law enforcement

in the Jordan Collier murder investigation.

Although there have been no arrests made as of yet,

NTAC claims that progress is being made.

Federal officials did say that the investigation

is headed in a positive direction, and are confident that it will lead...