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Previously on Kyle XY...

This symbol was on
some sort of security key card

we found near the remains
in the woods.

The victim or the killer
may have dropped it.

Do you think
you've ever seen it before?

No.

Kyle,
you know this is just a game.

If anyone can get
a Ouija board to work, it's him.

Seven, eight,
one, two, two, seven.

What does it mean?

Kyle, this is Charlie,
my boyfriend.

Come on, Hils. Truce?
I'm so over fighting.

For reals? Because I'm so over you.

Fractured pieces of his past
are entering his consciousness.

-I think it's a memory.
-You recognize him?

No, I've never seen him before.

He's starting to remember.

Kyle, what's wrong?

That's him.

He was all I could think about.

I couldn't understand why
or how he'd been in my dream.

Or how I could draw his face
if I didn't know him?

Was he dead?

Or was the professor
still missing... like me?

Kyle? Hey.

We talked about this.

It's not good for you
to keep obsessing.

Have you heard
from Detective Breen?

The police still don't know

if those remains
were Professor Kern's.

The more you think about this,
the more it'll agitate you.

So, let's just wait
for the test results,

and we'll deal with it then.

Josh is outside
with some of his buddies.

Why don't you go take a few shots?
Show 'em how it's done.

Nicole was right.

Basketball was a welcome
distraction.

It took me out of my head
and into a zone

where nothing mattered
but the ball and the hoop.

-That's ten for ten.
-The guy doesn't miss.

- Yeah, at free throws, maybe.
- Yeah?

Kyle, back up.
Make some three-pointers.

Come on.

Oh, my God!

Sweet shot.

That's nothing.
He nails it every time.

Oh, yeah?

Show him, Kyle.
Spice it up a little.

I tried to calculate
all the data,

but one variable
was hard to determine.

Then I found a solution.

Oh! That was insane!
How'd you do that?

Angle, trajectory,
velocity, wind.

And all this time, I've been
chucking a ball through a hoop.

You ever think
about joining a team?

-There you are.
-Hey, you.

-How you doing, Kyle?
-Good.

-We got a sweet shooter here.
-We do?

Oh, yeah. Seriously, Kyle,

come by the rec center tomorrow,
try out for the team.

This late?
You're already in the finals.

Kyle hitting these three-pointers
could make all the difference.

I'll talk to coach about you.

Well, if anyone can
make it happen, it's Charlie.

-Okay, I'll try.
-Cool.

I'll see you then.

Bye, Kyle.

Kyle, light it up!

Man, there's no way
he can do it again.

Kyle, shoot!

What?

You got to look cool
playing ball, Kyle.

I don't?

How do I put this? No.

Let me show you.

See?

Now you're a real baller.

But you can't just look the
part, you got to talk the talk.

-Speak the lingo.
-Lingo?

Yeah, the slang, dude.

Like when you dunk,
you got to scream,

"Booya!
That's the kizzle dizzle!"

-What's the kizzle dizzle?
-You are.

Trust me, Kyle.
I know what I'm talking about.

Wow, Kyle, you look like a pro.

-Ready for action?
-I think so.

I remember when I played.

Out on the court,
get that rhythm going,

the whole team moving
like they share one brain.

Five jocks equals one brain.
That sounds right.

Anyway, I remember one game,
down by one,

five seconds left,
I steal the ball,

dribble down the court and...

Swish! Hit the game-winning shot
at the buzzer.

Yeah, yeah.

Thanks, Josh. Spoil it for Kyle?

I'm sure you'll tell it
a hundred more times.

Lori,
could you drop Kyle off today?

What am I, your chauffeur now?

I'm late for a consultation,
okay?

-Enjoy your morning.
-Thank you. Don't be long.

Bye, guys.
Kyle, good luck today, okay?

And remember, as long as you give it
your best, you can't lose.

Words to live by,
by Nicole Trager.

Bye.

♪ Oh, the way you shake it
On me ♪

♪ Oh, the way you move ♪

Here you go.

You're welcome.

♪ Oh
I see it in your eyes, girl ♪

♪ Oh, you got me hypnotized
Girl ♪

They tossed the ball in a symphony
of lines, curves and angles.

♪ They never seen a player act
So nicely in the back ♪

Kyle, what's up, dawg?

That means, "Hey, how are you?"

-Oh.
-So you made it.

-Can I play?
-First, just...

First, lose this. Better.
Come on. I'll show you around.

Trager!

Hey.

-What are you doing here?
-Yes, what are you?

-Brought Kyle to practice.
-Kyle? What for?

Charlie wants him on the team.

What the hell is he thinking?

So are we doing
the ignoring thing now

or just shooting nasty looks?
I just want to be clear.

Don't flatter yourself.

I don't waste my time
worrying about you.

You don't waste
any time at all, do you?

You and Declan crashed
and burned. He's fair game.

Oh, yeah. I'm so sure you're concerned
with the fairness of it all.

I see what I want
and I go get it.

I don't hold out my whole life

and then finally
go through with it

and completely mess it up.

-Dude, we can't add Kyle now.
-Why not?

For one thing, the guy doesn't
know his ass from his forehead.

Well, have you ever
seen him shoot?

Tanner, we can't pick up a new
player a week before the finals.

That's what I said.

Coach, the guy hits nothing
but net every time.

The team is perfectly balanced.

We're up against the Lancers.

I can't have some unknown
coming in to disrupt everything.

-At least watch him shoot.
-Why are you pushing this?

I want to win. Are you afraid
he'll steal your thunder?

- Me and him, one-on-one.
- Enough.

It's too late
to change the roster.

But Kyle's new in town.

The league
will make an exception.

Where did you say
this kid comes from, Tanner?

Does it matter?

Kyle's on the team?

And he practically made
every shot.

That's fantastic.

Kyle, this could be such
a great experience for you.

-When's the game?
-Next Sunday. It's the championship.

You're playing in the final?
Against who?

- I don't know.
- The Lancers.

Apparently,
they've won the past two years.

Kyle's team is gunning for them.

-It's testosterone overload.
-It's just a game.

It is not just a game,
it's a championship,

and Kyle is their secret weapon.

-Weapon?
-Kyle, it is just a game.

Absolutely.
It's just all about fun.

I know, I know.

He's on the team one day and I turn
into one of those obnoxious fathers.

Thanks.

I just don't want to put
any pressure on him.

He needs to ease
into new social situations.

I'll root him on quietly.

I've been reading
about Professor Kern.

Hon, we still don't
know if there's a connection.

-I know.
-Did you find anything?

Most of his research
is about the brain,

maximizing its potential.

-I know what you're thinking.
-We've seen what Kyle can do.

Maybe Professor Kern
was his teacher,

and if Kyle
witnessed his murder...

Hon, you're drawing conclusions

before there's any
real evidence.

Kyle drew that picture of Kern
before he knew Kern was missing.

And if that skeleton found
in the woods turns out to be Kern's,

you can't tell me
that's just a coincidence.

Kyle's around 16. Why would
a college professor be teaching him?

He knew Kyle was gifted.

- This is Foss.
- Kern was in the news again.

The police are going to start
making connections.

I told you they won't.

I got a plan.

-What kind of theories?
-There's not much detail here.

♪ You lose it you never win it ♪

♪ You dusty, you never fitted ♪

♪ Take lessons from me
If you wanna know how ♪

I enjoyed
the simple logic of the game,

but having someone try to
prevent me from making a basket

was a totally new experience.

-Hey! You totally hacked him.
-What're you, his personal ref?

-He's still learning the game.
-He only has a week.

He needs a crash course.

You okay?

I don't think Declan
wants me on the team.

No, he gets a little intense.

Hang in there,
you're doing good.

Now that Kyle's on the team,

the Bison are gonna wipe
the floor with the Lancers.

I don't know, dude. It's one
thing to score in your backyard,

but the Lancers
got killer defense.

Well, I'm a believer.

Dude, trust me,
they'll double-team him.

That won't stop Kyle.

Got five? Got five.

Want to bet?

Sure, put me in for five.

Dude, put me down
for a Hamilton.

Cool.

Here's everything you need
to know about the game.

...into the front court,
finds O'Brien around the corner.

Three hundred pages
should take you five minutes.

Who's Michael Jordan?

Yeah, you're not
from a different planet.

He's only the greatest
basketball player ever.

Ever?

Look, if you're gonna play,
you gotta learn from the best.

Read these.
They'll make you unbeatable.

- Josh, get the door!
- I'm not your butler!

Just answer it,
you little creep!

Whoa. I didn't know Lori
could handle two at once.

Very funny. Now get out of my way.

Is Kyle here?

- In here.
- Okay.

So now that Kyle's on your team,

what do you make
of your chances?

-The Lancers are going down.
-I guarantee it.

That's all I wanted to hear.

Because he's really
bringing the heat.

-Jackson brings the ball...
-Hey, Kyle.

What's up, dawg?

Coach told me to drop off
the playbook and...

About practice today...
I should've gone easier on you.

That's okay.
You blocked my shot.

I should've pump-faked to make you
leave your feet and draw the foul.

This final, dude, it's vital.

We lost to the Lancers last year
in overtime on a heartbreaker.

A buzzer-beater
won the championship.

Hey, I didn't know
you guys were here.

-Hey, Lori.
-What's going on, Trager?

Well, I don't want to interrupt.

No, no, no. I'm done here.

Come chat with me.

Wow.

You must really love the game.

More all the time.

Man. You know there's nothing
like being on a team.

You know, knowing my boys
got my back and I got theirs.

That sounds cool.

The judge slammed me with
50 hours of community service.

That's so harsh.

Said I could've gotten worse
for hit-and-run.

-Did your dad totally freak?
-It wasn't pretty.

So you coming to the game?

You're looking
at your cheering section.

Really?

Yeah, I love to watch you play.

Hang on a sec.

-Oh, it's you.
-I live here. What do you want?

-Declan.
-Excuse me?

-Hey, Hils.
-Hey! I saw your car.

-So you're stalking him now?
-No, that's your MO.

I just figured I'd pop in
and save us some time.

Ready to go?

You had plans?

Uh... Did we?

Well, when I saw you today,
you said, "See you later."

Here it is. Later.

That is so lame.

Come on, guys,
this is ridiculous.

Just get over it already.

-Over what?
-Yeah. It's all good.

So it's up to you. A night out
with me or slum it here with Trager.

-Ready to bounce, D?
-Absolutely.

-Check you later, bro.
-Later, bro.

Hey, Kyle.

Oh, that felt good!

I thought about
what Charlie said.

I wanted to prove
I was one of the guys.

In all the books Josh gave me,

one move was respected
more than any other.

They called it...
the Air Jordan.

Booya! That's the kizzle dizzle!

Did you see that? He's awesome.

Yeah, yeah,
that was pretty cool.

Hey, yo. Check this out.

-Are you all right?
-I'm fine. It's no big deal.

He hurt the same ankle
a few weeks ago.

We need you a hundred percent
for the game.

Sit out the rest of practice.

You know coach.
I'd lose my spot.

Why would you lose your spot?

Let's go, ladies. Line up.

Ladies?

-McDonough... what's up?
-Nothing.

Good.
No room for soft players here.

Kyle, are you waiting
for a special invitation?

Move it!

Rush down on three,
come back two on one.

Let's go! Move it!

Move it!

So I've got you down for 25
and you for 30.

-Sure you can cover these bets?
-Dude, I've got deep pockets.

You must be smoking something.

Lancers haven't lost
in two years.

They won't start with the Bison.

Guess I'm feeling lucky.

Pleasure doing business
with you. You want in?

So you ready for the NBA?

-I don't think I'm tall enough.
-It was a joke.

God, could she be
any more transparent?

You don't like her
talking to him?

Well, she's just flirting
with him to annoy me.

It's working.

Oh, so now you're an expert
on teenage girl warfare?

You're at war with her?
Over what?

Because she...

I...
What difference does it make?

She's a total bitch
and we're fighting.

Wait here, LeBron.

-Okay, I'll show it to you.
-Okay.

For sure.

Hey, Trager.
Picking up Boy Wonder?

Yeah, it's such a pain, but...
at least I get to see you.

Gag me.

So I was thinking
we could hang out this weekend.

Sure.
A bunch of us are going to...

No, no. Just us.

Just us?

We have been known
to hook up every now and then.

I thought it was only "then."

Yeah,
and "then" was a total disaster.

It's a new day.
Let's see where it goes.

Nice shot.

Nice work.

Come on, sit. Come on.

Hey, buddy.

- Want to make some money?
- What's the catch?

There's no catch.

Get in, I'll explain it to you.

Come on!

Thattaboy.

-Hey, what's going on?
-You're not gonna believe this.

-Adults only.
-What? The kids aren't home?

Let's enjoy it while we can.

Oh.

Well, one of us
really should start dinner.

Nah. Let's order in.

I like the way you think.

In an exclusive story,
police have identified the remains

found by hikers
near Victor Falls last month

as William Kern,
a professor of biochemistry

at the University of Washington.

Dr. Kern was last seen
leaving campus in June.

Police believe
he was killed soon after,

but so far, no arrests
have been made in the murder.

And coming up next,
all your local weather and...

Yes, I'm still holding.

Well, I've called three times.
Has he gotten my messages?

Well, tell the detective
I'm expecting his call.

He would've called if he had
something new to tell us.

Yes, those are Kern's remains.

The police haven't found
anything to link to Kyle.

He saw Kern in his dream.

He was able to draw his face.
He must've known him. He had to.

Maybe we should tell him
what's going on.

Not yet. He's so excited
about basketball.

Let's wait
and tell him tomorrow.

-More?
-You got to keep your energy up.

Remember,
every shot counts today.

I've got a lot riding
on this game.

-You do?
-Well, yeah,

I've been chatting up
how great a player Kyle is.

-Don't let me down.
-Josh, you'll make him nervous.

It's okay if you are, Kyle.

It just means
your adrenaline is pumping.

My stomach does feel strange.

You've got butterflies.
It's an expression.

Wait till you make
that first basket.

You're going to feel
an incredible jolt of energy.

-Oh.
-Are you both coming to the game?

- Wouldn't miss it for the world.
- Can't wait.

Ladies and gentlemen.
Can I have your attention, please?

Welcome
to our championship game!

-This is it.
-Would you give it up, please,

for last year's champions,
the Lancers!

And this year's champs in the
west side division, the Bison!

Way to go, Kyle!

Dude, could your dad
be any more into it?

Woo-hoo!

Let's meet the starting lineup.

First, for the defending
champions the Lancers...

Point guard number eleven,
Noel Beck.

-Hey. Can I sit here?
-Sure.

All right.

It all comes down to this.

One game, one moment in time
to prove that we are the best.

And we are the best!

We haven't beaten the Lancers
in two years.

Two years!

I had no idea
why coach was shouting

or why he kept
saying things twice.

My grandma plays better defense
than them.

- My grandma!
- Too bad she's not playing.

Make sure to set screens
for Kyle.

Free him up to shoot.
He's our star.

And help him out on defense.

He's still adjusting
to our system.

- We got your back, Kyle.
- Okay, "team" on three.

- One, two, three.
- Team!

Trager, feeling the heat.

Hey, so how much are you
going to end up owing?

-Yeah.
-Yo, I'm cashing in.

And don't come crying to me
when I upgrade my game system.

What's that for?

Oh, I keep Charlie's stats
for him.

Do you want a page to keep track
of Declan and Kyle?

Are you kidding me?
I hate watching basketball.

Then why are you here?

Yeah!

An explosion of positive
energy filled the gym.

I felt a wave of excitement
from the crowd

and the thrilled support
of my team.

Playing basketball was everything
I'd hoped it would be.

♪ Just too hot to touch ♪

♪ Just too hot to touch ♪

♪ Just too, too, hot, hot ♪

♪ Just too hot to touch
Just too hot to touch ♪

Yo! Here we go!

Let's go, Declan!

♪ Just too hot to touch
I got what you want ♪

♪ Prevail ♪

♪ Complete sweep
Like a cluster bomb ♪

♪ Cold as death, hold your breath
Till the dust is gone ♪

♪ From the lost angel city
To the Gotham skyline ♪

♪ We're still public access
But watch us go primetime ♪

♪ I'm Cannonball Crush
Not Cane or Able ♪

♪ I reign like Charlemagne
And just as fatal ♪

-♪ Even worse ♪
-♪ I'm not vain or narcissistic ♪

♪ Preach like an arch bishop
From the darkest district ♪

♪ In killing fields
Planting seeds of dissent ♪

Oh, yeah! Yeah!

♪ Fascinating demons
Flashing dreams of contempt ♪

♪ Self-contained
I'm my own metropolis ♪

♪ Go against the grain
For the throne of the populace ♪

♪ Kingdoms I want 'em
Hand 'em over, relinquish ♪

In the final minutes of the game,
the competition became more intense.

Kyle, what are you doing?

Come on, man! Get the foul!

Come on, man. Make the pass.

My own teammates
grew hostile and impatient.

Get your head in the game.

My own coach seemed against me.

Kyle, control the ball,
you control the game.

The game!

That's my rock! Don't forget it!

Damn it, Kyle, guard the man!

That's your man!

I was trying my best, but even
Stephen seemed disappointed in me.

Everything I'd loved about
the sport began to disappear.

My ankle.

-You okay, man?
-Timeout!

Shake it off, McDonough.
It's crunch time.

- Damn it!
- McDonough, we need you.

Come on.

-I can't, coach.
-Can't?

Get your ass on that court
or you're out.

I couldn't believe that
the coach wanted him to play.

It was like winning
clouded everything.

Play or you're off the team
for good.

-Coach, you can't do that.
-Shut up, Tanner!

We can't win
if we play with quitters.

Kyle, take his spot.

You deaf?

Forget McDonough.

You're the shooting guard now.

No.

What did you say?

-I said no.
-This is your team now.

Your chance to shine.

I can't play, coach.

I'm injured too.

Then you're off the team
with McDonough.

Tanner, take over.

Sorry. My ankle's hurt too.

- Who's going in?
- Can't, coach. I'm hurt.

Me too.

This can't be happening.

-What's Kyle doing? Why won't he play?
-I don't know.

Coach, I need your team
on the floor or you forfeit.

All of you...

out on that court now!

Do this.

Do this and you'll regret it
for the rest of your lives!

Bison forfeit. Lancers win.

Ladies and gentlemen,
the Bison have forfeited.

The Lancers retain
the championship.

File this. Thanks.

- Yes.
- Detective Breen.

Mrs. Trager,
I owe you a phone call.

Several. You should've told me
as soon as you identified those remains.

You're not entitled to that.

But isn't Kyle? He's desperate,
detective, to unlock his past

and Professor Kern
holds the key.

No, he doesn't.

We've already interviewed several
of his friends and colleagues.

No one recognized Kyle's picture

and Kern never mentioned
knowing a boy.

But Kyle had to have known him.

And they were both there,
in those woods.

Maybe Kyle knows who killed him.

That man was found dead
last night. Drug overdose.

We found several items on him that
belonged to Kern as well as a gun...

the same one used to kill Kern.

-Why did he kill him?
-A junkie looking for cash.

He had priors.
Attempted murder, assault.

Mrs. Trager...

we'll keep making every effort
that we can to help Kyle.

But we've found
no link to Professor Kern

and...
this murder case is closed.

-It's the professor.
-Yes.

And he's dead?

Does that mean I knew him?

Maybe. So far no one's been able
to make the connection.

But I drew his face before
I ever saw his picture in the paper.

I don't know how to explain that
right now.

That doesn't mean
we'll stop trying.

We'll keep working together,
keep looking for answers.

Every time we look for more
answers we only find questions.

I was so sure
we were on to something.

Now I'm right back
where I started.

Kyle, I know you're frustrated.

This is a very
complicated situation.

Forfeit? Forfeit?

I'm sorry, Josh.

How could you do it?
How could you not play?

-No, no, no, don't!
-Nope.

Hello?

- Hold on.
- I'm not here.

Don't go anywhere.

I'm sorry,
he's not in right now.

Okay. Bye.

What's going on?
That's the tenth call this morning.

-I'm popular. What can I say?
-Josh, spill it.

Um...

Can I borrow $200?

-I took bets on the game.
-What?

Well, Kyle was doing so good.

I mean, I got all caught up
in the excitement.

And you thought you'd just cash in.
Great. My son, the bookie.

I'm sorry I'm such
a disappointment.

Hold on, I'm not done.

What do you care what I do?

Like you've even noticed
I'm around.

What are you talking about?

You should've seen how
pumped up you got over Kyle.

Just because he's good
at some stupid game.

-Josh...
-You've never been that way with me.

Never, over anything.

Now you've got the son
you always wanted.

Hold on.

Oh, Josh.

Okay, I admit...

sometimes, I wish you'd be a little
more excited about sports,

but only because then we'd have
something more we could share.

You are the son
I've always wanted.

I couldn't hope for any better.

So... you'll spot me the money?

Not a chance.

Use your allowance, which is cut off
effective immediately.

Dad, I spent it all
on video games.

Then sell them.

You're not gonna play them
for a very long time anyway.

♪ Graying sands ♪

♪ You're the outcast
Of the land ♪

Hey.
I thought I'd find you here.

Don't ruin my workout.

I just came to tell you I'm not
gonna fight with you over Declan.

Sweet surrender.

Wait.

That's it?

You're telling me
you don't want him?

I don't know if I do.

But I don't want him like this,
that's for sure.

Well... I don't want him either.

He's so not my type.

Then why have you been
throwing yourself at him?

I wouldn't put it that way.

Hilary, it was like two seconds
after I slept with him,

-and there you were, pouncing.
-Okay, look. I'm sorry.

I was really pissed at first.

You embarrassed me in front
of everyone at Preston's party.

And I did kind of like
getting back at you.

But the truth is...

it was like,
as long as we were fighting...

Better fighting
than nothing at all.

Pretty stupid, huh?

Totally. Like, maybe you
could've picked up the phone.

Did you forget my number?

Okay.

So...

Yeah.

Can we please stop
watching basketball now?

Please. Was that torture?

The worst.

Nice shot.

I just wanted to come by
and say thanks

for what you did yesterday.

My doctor said
if I'd kept playing,

I would have really done
some damage.

Sorry I lost us
the championship.

You didn't. What happened
was a team decision.

Hey, there's always
next season, right?

The guys want you back, Kyle.

We all do.

Thanks, but... I think
I'll take a break for a while.

If you ever change your mind...

So you want to shoot around?

I can still take you,
even on one leg.

We may have lost
the championship,

but I still feel like I'd won...

because I knew I'd made
a friend who had my back.

The bonds we form
with other people

can help us through any setback.

Genuine friendship will survive
any dispute or competition.

And true partnership
provides strength

in times of trouble
and confusion.