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- Previously on Kyle XY...
- You're Kyle.

You're in my tub.

The creep who did this stole
the necklace and I want it back.

-What is it?
-It's my necklace that was stolen.

Just so you know,
Kyle is with me.

It's not supposed
to be that way.

You came back for me.

When you reached out for me
and took my hand,

it was the first time
I didn't feel alone.

-Say something if you're okay.
-Wow.

-Andy has cancer.
-Oh, Josh, I'm so sorry.

I want to help her,
but she won't let me talk to her about it.

What's wrong?

Are you having an affair with Emily?

-Did someone teach you to draw?
-No.

This was Baylin's.
Can't get it open.

We'll figure it out.

I'd like to introduce you to the
Cerebral Impulse Relay or C.I.R.

But we like to call it "CIR."

To Stephen
and your wonderful family.

Ballantine invaded my home,
my family and my privacy.

-What do you want to do?
-I want my ring back.

-We're not leaving you.
-Listen to me.

-The ring is all you need.
-What?

-Now go.
-Thank you.

-Get out of here!
-Take him to room 237.

While discovering
who I am and where I came from,

I had always been led to believe I was the
only person in the world like me.

Now it seemed Jessi and I
had a connection,

but I wasn't sure
how to figure it out.

"The light will show you
the way."

- It's Foss.
- Are you okay?

-I've had to lay low.
-What happened? Where are you?

I'll let you know
when it's safe to meet.

- I got to go.
- Wait.

Thank you, Tom.
I appreciate your help.

Nice car.

Not bad, as environmentally
conscious vehicles go.

But is it worth a day
standing around

with my hand planted on it?

Your name does have
to be drawn first.

Highly unlikely.
You won't last five minutes.

You have the attention span
of a hummingbird.

Not when I'm properly motivated.

Josh, I hope your motivation
would be the cancer charity.

Why would I care about that?

Um, to help people with cancer?

Whatever.

Well, I hope something happens
at this shindig,

-for Hilary's sake.
-Hilary?

She's set her sights on becoming
the next reality TV star.

I think she's looking at this
as her walking audition.

Do you think Jessi
will be there today?

Are you asking me as my mom
or her therapist?

I guess both.

Is she still spending time
with you guys?

Invited or not,
she just seems to show up.

And let's just say she's taken
a particular interest in Kyle as of late.

Hey.

Is it time to go
to the charity event?

Everyone's still getting ready.

-What's wrong?
-Nothing.

I just...

I wanted to ask you
about something.

How well do you know
Jessi Hollander?

Not that well.

Has she ever seen
any of your drawings?

Not that I'm aware of.

When you recovered your memory,

did you ever figure out
the meaning of that symbol?

The one you kept drawing?

It was a logo for a company
Adam Baylin started.

But it's not around anymore.

What does that
have to do with Jessi?

Just trying to get some things
clear in my head.

I know how that can be.

-We should get to the carnival.
-I'm almost ready.

I'll go ring the warning bell.

If Jessi and I
did share a history,

I knew I had to understand it
before anyone else did.

I hope you are
wearing comfortable shoes

because today's raffle
is for a chance

to participate in the
Hands on a Hybrid Challenge.

One lucky person
with enough stamina

is going to drive away with a state
of the art vehicle tonight.

The contribution
goes to cancer research

and your reward
is a fantastic new car.

Buy your tickets. The drawing
begins in less than an hour.

This thing is way cuter
than in the commercials.

I mean, not that cute matters.

I mean,
it's good to be green, right?

So, I haven't seen you since that night
we went into the woods.

I know you were kind of
tripped out on all the gas,

but it was a weird night
for everyone.

-Is Kyle here with you?
-He's around here somewhere.

-You got your necklace back.
-Yeah, it just showed up in my locker.

Some screwed-up stalker
is trying to play mind games with me.

Maybe someone found it
and was just trying to be nice.

I thought that you would be glad
to have it back.

I'd rather not have been
beaten down and robbed

in the first place,

but it kind of puts a damper
on the whole glad thing.

Okeydokey.
Catch you later. Freak.

Crap. Andy's here.
Remember, not a word.

In fact, don't even use words
that start with the letter "C."

If she finds out I told you
she has cancer, I'm a corpse.

-I mean, a dead guy.
-Keep breathing. I won't speak at all.

And, Mom... thanks.

-I thought you weren't coming.
-My moms made me.

Like some cancer charity party's
going to inspire me.

God, look at that.

Complete utter fakeness.

Happy-go-lucky kids with cancer?
Come on.

Yeah. "You Give! We Live!?"

How lame.

Not that I don't support people
with cancer. Totally down for the cause.

Screw the cause,
give me the car.

All right. Mix it up, girl.
Okay, people, gather around.

It's time to see who's gonna get
their shot at winning a hybrid.

Four thousand entries,
only 20 winners.

I talked to Foss.

He's okay, but he said
it's not safe to meet yet.

Did you tell him
about the picture?

I didn't get a chance.

But I've been thinking.

That picture has been locked
in Adam's box for 15 years.

-Has to be him in the photo.
-But what about the girl?

Maybe Adam had
a female counterpart.

Maybe Jessi is like me.

Jessi had a life before she
moved here. Full-on memories.

She could be lying.

Madacorp sent some wicked hot,

mentally scrambled
science experiment

to invade your life? Why?

And why haven't they made
some kind of move on you by now?

I don't know.

It's like they've been watching.
Waiting.

-Should I go green?
-Yeah!

Our fifth contestant
is Kyle Trager.

Give it up for Kyle.
Congratulations, Kyle.

I can't do this.
What if Foss calls?

Either way,
you're standing around waiting.

We'll go yellow this time.
Contestant number six, Jessi Hollander.

Give it up for Jessi.

-What are the odds of that happening?
-Twenty in 4,000.

Whatever.
Look, here's your chance.

Get her talking.
Figure out if she's lying.

I think I'll be good.
It's kind of tough.

I mean,
you stand there for so long.

I got a good chance.
I think I can do it.

Hey. Congrats, man.
You must be really psyched.

Kind of, yeah.

You trying to win
the car for your girl?

Hadn't really thought it
through that far?

Let me cut to the chase.

I once played video games
for 17 hours straight.

No food, no water, no bathroom.

When I put my mind to something,
I make it happen.

So name your price,

because I've put my mind
towards winning that car

for the lady
I want to be my lady.

Long story,
but she kind of needs the boost.

-A hundred bucks.
-Dude.

I might be a romantic, but I'm a
part-time minimum wage romantic.

Beautiful people. Listen up.

Now we have some rules
in this competition.

Number one, contestants must have
one hand on the car at all times.

Number two, no sitting,
kneeling, lounging or leaning.

Number three,
last but not least,

last person standing gets to
drive this hybrid home tonight.

Move over, bro,
this baby's mine.

I didn't hear your name called.

Some guy dropped out
at the last minute.

I guess it's my lucky day.

All right. That about covers it.

So I guess the only thing
left to say is:

Contestants, get ready...

get set...

Put your hands on the hybrid,
y'all!

This was the opportunity
I had been looking for.

But how would I find out
the truth about her?

♪ And I'm okay ♪

♪ Seems I just needed a break ♪

So give me the super-genius
lowdown on the competition.

♪ And finding out I'm alone ♪

See the guy in the red shirt?
He's nervous.

His heart's beating a little fast,
but he's a real contender.

But her? She's wearing the wrong shoes.
I give her an hour.

What about him?

Allergies.
Ten minutes, tops.

And...

I don't know.
She's hard to read.

Yes! We got this in the bag.

You already have a car.

I'm a man of many needs.

Did you notice how our son
magically ended up in the contest?

-I don't think that was magic.
-It's obvious he cheated.

It's Ballantine.

Hello?

Yes. Today?

But I'm...

No, no. I understand.
I'll see you soon.

This is the first family weekend
we've had in a month.

I know,
but it's a last-minute thing.

I should be done by dinner.

-Great.
-I'll see you later, Lori.

Yeah, bye.

Okay. What is up with you two?

-Nothing.
-Right.

You're in your
"Lori Trager Cone of Silence."

I just don't feel like talking.

If there's something
between you and your father,

you don't have to tell me.

I think you're mature enough
to let go of your grudge

-and just work it through.
-Mom, it's not a grudge.

Dad's just been working
a lot lately,

and I guess
I'm letting it get to me.

One hour in and they're
dropping like flies. Where's the stamina?

This is about sticking it out
until the bitter end.

Last year's winner held on
for a jaw-dropping 18 hours.

Looks like our chances
of winning are getting better.

-Looks like.
-Don't you want to win?

Not really.

Then why would you
stand around for hours?

To help people. For the charity.

I don't understand you at all.

I could say the same about you.

What would you do if you won?

I don't know. Just drive.

-Where?
-Anywhere else.

Don't you ever just
want to get away?

I was away once,

and all I wanted
was to come back to my family.

Family's not all
it's cracked up to be.

What do you mean?

Well, you have so many people
here, supporting you,

and my sister's the only person
I have in my life,

but she didn't come.

-I'm sure there's a reason.
-It's not just today.

I don't know. Something about
our life just feels wrong.

Hey. What are you doing here?

The systems integration test
was so successful

they wanted to move immediately
into trials.

-Today?
-Tell me about it.

It's happening faster than
I could train my entire staff.

Right now, I'm the only one who can
baby-sit the diagnostics software.

Well, I'm sure Ballantine
is grateful for your expertise.

Listen, about the test today.
I'm just a little concerned.

How did they find a subject
on such short notice?

Stats Analysis has been compiling
a test pool for months.

I don't want
to be stuck here all day, right?

All right.

Four hours and
counting, people. Keep it up.

That's the fighting spirit.

Ignore the pain in your feet,

the aches in your brain
and keep up the good work.

Hour six.

I can see that a few of you
are in this for the long haul.

-Sure you're not tired?
-I'm sure.

Not the slightest bit sleepy?

I mean,
we've been at this for hours.

It'd be so nice to relax,
have a seat.

Maybe have a nap.

You're staring.

-I guess so.
-Why?

I want to understand
why you think the way you do.

You don't want to get inside
my head. It's a scary place.

Why else would I be in therapy?

Nicole's really nice, but I like
talking to you better.

You do?

I don't know.

It's just easier than talking
to other people. Like we're...

-Connected somehow?
-Yeah.

Yeah.

Like what I said earlier,
about my sister?

I've never told anybody that
before.

Not even Nicole?

I don't think Nicole would understand

some of the things
that are going on.

Maybe I could.

When we went to the woods, I saw
some things that scared me.

Things I think I did,
but I don't remember doing.

What kind of things?

It's okay. You can tell me.

What was that?

Uh, what do you mean?

-I saw a fire.
-You saw... How?

I think I just read your mind.

You just read my mind?
That's not possible.

I don't know how,
but I think I saw

what you were thinking
or remembering.

No. People can't do that.

Do you ever feel like
you're not like other people?

I do sometimes.

Look, I'm really freaked out
right now.

So please just stay away.

I thought you were coming.

Nope. Too busy being painfully
indecisive about New York.

Why, is the event that much fun?

If your idea of fun
is watching Kyle and Jessi

standing around a car

-staring at each other.
-They're both in the contest?

After everything
that's happened with her

I'm not so psyched about her
standing that close to him.

Is it that bad?

First of all,
Kyle hasn't done anything wrong,

and we both know that he won't.

I've seen the way
she looks at him.

You don't know me enough to decipher
my melodramatic tendencies,

but I'm telling you, put on
your best flowered print dress

and supportive girlfriend smile,

get your ass down here and
show that boyfriend-stealer up.

With five contestants remaining,

the question
on everyone's mind is

-who's hot and who's not?
-I'm not even joking here.

Come on.
This is supposed to be fun.

I'm aiming
for a reality TV career,

not the eleven o'clock news.
Take five.

All right.

How is this supposed
to get you your 15 minutes?

Honestly, it's a lot harder
than I thought.

Right now I'm just kind of running amok
and looking fabulous. I need an angle.

Go tabloid, dig up some dirt
on some of the contestants.

You should start with Jessi.

I tried to get a comment from
her during one of the breaks.

Stiff as a board in front
of the camera,

-kind of crazy in the eyes.
-Dig deeper.

There's definitely something
about her that we're missing.

Now you've got me curious.
Why her?

Because first
she's all about Declan

and then she's suddenly mesmerized
by Kyle. I mean, what is that?

She's erratic and moody.

Remember the hissy fit
she threw at the dance?

Clearly she bugs,
but why get so aggravated?

It's just she's all hunkered
down in the middle of our lives,

and we know this much about her.

Can you think of one normal
decent thing to say about Jessi?

You're right.

She's just a mystery
waiting to become a scandal.

-I'm on it.
-You're great at gossip.

I think when there's a camera
involved,

it's called
"investigative journalism."

How many of you
are feeling tired?

I better not see any yawns.

The party's
just getting started.

- Hey, Andy.
- Hey, Mrs. Trager.

Oh, my God.
He totally told you, didn't he?

Covering for Josh, I get it.

That doesn't let him off the hook for
flapping his yapper in the first place.

-How are you?
-Are you going to bill me?

Consider it a freebie.

Well, me and my moms
have been through this before,

so I can deal.

Look, you seem very
well-equipped for what's coming.

But when someone who
really cares about you isn't...

Slack. Cutting him some. Now.

Thanks. You're really good.

Well, I only did half the work.

With your coping skills,

I assume one of your moms
is a therapist?

Nope. Just a couple
of everyday lesbians.

Thank you.

Hey!

-You came.
-Of course.

Every winner needs a cheering
section. How you holding up?

-I feel good.
-I packed you a survival kit.

Energy drinks, power bars,

those little band-aids
for blisters.

And your favorite,
Sour Patch Kids.

Thank you. This is great.

You know, if you get tired
or bored, just waiting...

I'll be here as long
as you're still in the contest.

Now that I knew I could
somehow see her memories,

I hoped I hadn't lost my chance
to break through to her.

Operation Supportive Girlfriend
underway.

-Nicely done.
-I feel kind of juvenile.

My middle name.

I didn't mean
to get you worried.

You might be leaving
for a semester.

I don't want her thinking

she can just swoop in
and take whatever she wants.

Like she did
with you and Declan?

Yeah, and don't think
that I'm not aware

that I'm projecting my annoyance
about that onto your situation.

It's fine, I totally get it.

Does believing that Kyle won't get sucked
in by her make me a lame clueless girl?

Because I've been that and
I don't think I could go through it again.

Believe me, if I thought
you were lame and/or clueless,

this whole friend thing
wouldn't even be happening.

I don't think we'll be out
of here before dinner.

Josh and Kyle
are still hanging in there.

Good for them.
Listen, I have a question.

You've run some clinical trials.

Back in grad school.

How long does it take to gather
a pool of test subjects?

Usually as soon as
the parameters are established,

test subjects can be screened and
approved in a matter of weeks. Why?

Well, it turns out we're running a test
with a real subject today.

Kind of took me by surprise.
But Emily said not to worry.

Emily's there, too?

Why don't I pick up some food
and bring it on down later?

Sounds good.

Okay. Bye.

-Where did you go to high school?
-What is that?

Is that some kind
of lie detector?

Make it easier on yourself.
Answer the questions.

I went to high school
in Phoenix.

And Chicago. D.C.

We moved a lot.

Now we're looking at
the blood flow to Foss' brain.

Each time he answers a question,
a memory's triggered.

Certain areas of the brain
will light up.

Signaling an increase in blood flow
to that area. So it acts as a map.

Exactly. We can discover where each
of his memories are stored.

Where did you do
special ops training?

Well, I spent some time
at Quantico.

Past that, it's classified.

Quantico, huh?

-Must have just missed each other.
-Yeah. Probably.

You married?

Nope.

Have you ever been married?

What's her name?

Her name was Erika.

Foss was drunk and driving.

The crash killed his wife
and daughter.

Those are his most powerful,
most visceral memories.

The kind he'd bury deep behind
an emotional firewall, so to speak.

But once we begin the process...

The machine can draw
those memories out.

If it can work on him,
we can break through Kyle's firewall.

A Plan B, if you will.

And you can remove
the information that you require.

Hmm.

Here's your mission.
Look through your footage

and dig up dirt
on Jessi Hollander.

Why her?

I need some juicy scoop
on the contestants.

Then take a look at the one
who bribed his way into the contest.

- All right, 75?
- Sixty-five.

Little Joshy Trager.
What are you up to?

- Sixty-five. Come on.
- Can you clarify that?

Little Joshy Trager's
girlfriend. Hey.

I'm just doing a little background piece
on all of the contestants.

Just some feel-good fluff.
Care to comment?

Great. I love me some
feel-good fluffy cancer talk.

Love the sarcasm, hate the hat.

You seriously object
to cancer research?

Not as much as I object to people
who don't answer a question directly.

So, again, I ask,
what are you onto with Josh?

Seriously, it's nothing.

Show me what you're looking at,
then we'll decide if it's nothing.

-Sixty-five. Come on.
-Okay. Fine. Fine.

Sweet. Here you go, dude.

- Another one bites the dust!
- Sweet victory.

We're starting to see
some wear and tear on the contestants.

You paid 65 bucks for a spot in the
contest? How brain damaged are you?

-Cheating at a charity event?
-You don't care about this fundraiser.

That doesn't mean you can buy
your way in. This isn't a joke.

Wait a minute. Two seconds ago,
you wouldn't set foot in this tent.

-Now you're all schizo?
-Schizo?

First, I can't talk about...
you know...

stuff that you told me
not to talk about.

And, I mean, you don't even
want to deal with... stuff.

-And now you're all in my face.
-Hey, I can be schizo if I want to be.

I'm the one with cancer!

Andy, wait!

The grown-ups are starting
to clear out. Too old to hang?

That's all right because I'm going
to keep this party rocking all night long.

I made fun of Andy's hat, then
it turns out she has cancer.

Footage, good. Feelings, bad.

Nobody knew.

I plan on apologizing
as soon as I finish the rest of the story.

What exactly
is your story about?

Okay, disclaimer.

This has nothing to do with you,
or the fact that you guys were dating.

Before you yell, I swear I am in
no way meddling or intruding or prying.

I asked her to drudge up
some dirt on Jessi.

Really? Find anything good?

-You're not yelling.
-Why would I yell?

I'm on a deadline. And I actually did
kind of find something.

Remember my dorky little camera
peon from video yearbook?

Turns out he's noticed Jessi
at some school events.

He said she hangs out
on the sidelines a lot.

I think his exact words were,
"She's really lurky."

Anyway, there might be some stuff
on these DVDs.

- Want us to look through footage?
- Would you mind?

-Consider it done.
-Thanks.

- Things are a go at this end.
- Thank you.

We're ready.

Tom?

Tom, are you still with me?

God.

Nine hours and those
two show no sign of stopping.

I'm almost impressed.

Let's see if they can break
last year's record.

Kyle, do you really think
you can win this thing?

Are you asking me
to win the car for you?

No, I'm asking you
to win it for Andy.

Josh, I'm really sorry
about her.

This has been bumming her out and I
thought if I could win the car for her...

You got to do this for me.

Please, Kyle,
this is what you do.

You help people.

I'll do my best.

Do you really think
that you can help me?

I'd like to try.

This isn't normal.

I shouldn't be seeing
those things.

I shouldn't be seeing them
with you.

I don't understand
why this is happening,

but we can figure it out
if we do it together.

-How?
-You have to open your mind to me.

Trust me.

-It's too loud.
-Just block out the noise.

Close your eyes and focus.

Keep listening to my voice.

Tuning out all other sound until
it's just like static on the radio.

Then quieter,
like a fly buzzing.

Until the sound just disappears.

Hindsight is an awful thing.
I should've never worn those shoes.

-There she is again.
-Yeah, not doing anything.

My nose looks puffy.

I don't see her.

Over your shoulder.
Against the wall.

And your nose isn't puffy.

I mean, this is from
the end of the night.

Oh, my God.

"Oh, my God" what?

She has my necklace.

She's the one who attacked me.

Ballantine, what's happening?

The machine's taxing our energy.

Find the flaw
and eliminate the problem.

We ought to make sure
the test subject is all right.

It's under control.
Concentrate on a solution.

I'm not drunk.

Don't yell. You'll wake Sarah.

Sorry I missed the recital.
I just lost track of time, that's all.

I don't like what I'm seeing.
He could stroke out.

-Ballantine, can you hear me in there?
-That's enough.

Kyle's mind is more advanced
and his resistance is stronger.

We have to see how far
this machine can go.

Proceed as directed.

Are you looking
at my boobs again?

I'm paying you in pizza
for an audition tape.

Did you hear the words
"soft-core" in our agreement?

-No.
-Josh, listen. I'm sorry.

I had no idea I'd get you
kicked out of the contest.

Yeah, no thanks to your little
ambush. Get a life, Hilary.

My career as a tabloid
journalist is officially over.

Can we just cut?

You can slow it down.

-It's working.
-Yeah.

I saw this.
In that place underground.

Wait. What is this?

My sister.

Hello! Personal crisis here.

Are you okay?
Did you find something?

She takes her hand off that car, I'll rip
it off and bitch-slap her with it.

-You got to call the police.
-Trager, hold on.

I want to see more.

Here we go.

-I can't see anything. It's dark.
-Do you hear that?

I think I'm in a dark room.

-I don't know where I am.
-Don't be afraid.

Emily's there. But how?
I don't remember this happening.

What's going on?

My God, you're just a kid.

That's it. Don't be afraid.

She shot me.

Are you okay?

I don't know what I am anymore.

I finally accomplished
what I wanted.

I knew the truth about who she was,
but how could I explain it to her?

♪ Whatever you tell me ♪

♪ I won't believe you ♪

♪ And if you try
And try to make me ♪

♪ Ooh, I would like to know ♪

♪ Which one is willing to lose ♪

♪ All along the wall
Between us ♪

What did I miss?

Well, the circuits got overloaded from
all the sound equipment and lights.

-There was some sort of explosion.
-My God.

But Kyle and Jessi are okay.

Would it be totally wrong
for me to ask you who won?

Technically,
Kyle and Jessi both won.

But since they can't split
the car without a chain saw,

the judges decided
to give it to the charity.

That's an entire day wasted.

I, on the other hand,
have been very productive.

Check this out.
How sweet is this?

My very own lame slogan.

So you're ready to go public?

I guess I kind of did already.

Besides, if I don't have this on,
yours would look really stupid.

"I'm with Cancer Girl."

But you'll always have to stand
on my left or it won't make sense.

That's awesome.

You're awesome.

You're kind of awesome, too.

Um... that's not how you do it.

♪ Which one
Will make the move? ♪

♪ Which one
Is willing to lose? ♪

♪ All along the wall
There for us ♪

Nicole, what happened?
Are they okay?

Yeah, they're both doing fine.
They're resting.

Stay the hell away
from my family.

-Lori.
-What?

Her nutcase sister
is the one who attacked me!

-No. Jessi wouldn't do that.
-There must be a logical explanation.

You're going to listen to her
and not your own daughter?

-Lori.
-I don't even want to talk to you.

- Honey, wait.
- Mom, please.

How did you do it?

How did you know
how to make me remember?

They were your memories.

They were there all along.

But I don't understand.

How could they be my memories?

How was I ever that girl
we saw in the dark?

There's something
I think you should know.

I have a feeling
we're more alike than you think.

What do you mean?

Kyle, they said you could...

Amanda, wait.

I trusted you when you broke
our date to the concert.

I trusted you with Jessi even
when I didn't think I should.

-I thought you were different.
-It's not what you think.

No? What was it then?

We were just talking.

If you had any idea how much of a guy
you sound like right now...

Amanda, you know me
better than that.

Please, just believe in me.

That's what Charlie always said.

Jessi, thank God. I have been
looking for you all night.

Hi, Mommy.

Hi, sweetheart.

What do you want?

I want to know who I really am.

That morning, Nicole had
asked me how well I knew Jessi.

Now I understood
she was someone like me.

The discovery left me even more
troubled and confused.

And wondering
what it might have cost me.

Kyle,
I just spoke to the police.

They went to Emily's house
to look for Jessi, and she's gone.

She's run away.