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Previously on Kyle XY:

I got accepted to a music program in New York.

I leave in two days.

I'll call and text,

and I'll come back to you.

The two of you used to play that song all the time.

She Could Be You.

- 3rd row, 4th one down. - It's not there.

- Song on the jukebox? - D4.

- You didn't tell me you were coming. - No one knows.

I'm surprising my mom for her birthday.

You will not see or speak to Amanda

until she's back where she belongs at that school.

You'll have 20 bubbleheads lined up by tomorrow.

They have the same thing working against them.

- What's that? - None of them are you.

- Start teaching me. - I can't. I have plans with Amanda.

Oh, Amanda. She's home?

You have no idea how disappointed I am right now.

- Mom... - Your flight leaves in two hours.

Thank you for letting me know Amanda was here.

Glad I could help.

We made it clear you're not to see Amanda.

- You're grounded. - Two weeks.

Latnok?

- Amanda. - I didn't get on the plane.

Tell me what happened.

I was waiting at the gate. It was time to board, and I could not move.

It was like my whole body was saying, "You can't do this. This is wrong."

I'm running through the terminal, jumping in a cab

and knocking on your window. Total loss of sanity.

My mom's gonna kill me.

Maybe your mom will understand when you explain it to her.

Key word: "understand." She's not capable of.

What am I gonna do?

- I'll get Stephen and Nicole. - No. You can't involve them.

I'm sorry I've already involved you.

Amanda, everything's gonna be OK.

Can I stay here?

- Amanda... - Till morning. Then I'll go home.

- I'm already grounded. - No one will even know I was here.

I just need some time to get my head together.

My mom won't be as scary to deal with in the daylight.

All yours.

Thank you so much.

My luggage is probably being searched by the terrorist watch squad.

Can I borrow something to sleep in?

Sure.

You're being really amazing about all of this.

You're the kind of guy who'd give the shirt off their back,

but this is above and beyond.

I didn't...

I'm...

I didn't... I just... I meant...

- Thank you. - What's the matter?

What do you mean?

Your cheeks are getting pinker.

Are they?

And your body temperature is climbing.

I'll get you a thinner blanket.

- Let me sleep on the floor. - You don't like the tub?

No. I'm sorry. I'm just trying to be polite.

How is sleeping on the floor polite?

I don't want to take your tub.

I want you to have it. Unless you don't like it.

Why wouldn't I like it?

- It's a tub. - It's your tub, all of it.

Can you lock the door? I don't want anyone to catch me in here.

Asleep yet?

No. How's the tub? Are you comfortable?

Strangely, I am. How's the floor?

It's too open. No sides.

You could, if you wanted to... I mean, there's plenty of room.

With you?

With me.

- That better? - Much.

Thank you for this.

You're welcome.

I knew allowing Amanda to spend the night

could get me in more trouble. But how could I turn her away?

And how could doing something so wrong feel so right?

Kyle? Is everything all right?

Everything's fine.

- Your door's locked. - Is it?

- What happened? - Nothing. I...

I just woke up.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Come grab some breakfast. - OK.

♪ Shawn Hlookoff: She Could Be You ♪

♪ Haunted by this photograph ♪

♪ And don't know why ♪

- Isn't it beautiful? - Yeah. Where did you get that?

- That was with my personal things. - No, I found it on my bed.

You know, Jessi, all you had to do was ask for the record,

and I would have given it to you. Why break into my cabinet?

- What cabinet? - Don't lie to me. All right?

There has to be trust if this is gonna work,

and you snooping around in my stuff is just not gonna cut it.

I'm telling you the truth. I found the record right here.

That song meant something to my mother.

I was hoping you'd tell me more about her.

- Now is not the time. - No, don't take that from me.

All right. Just be careful with it.

♪ Haunted by this photograph ♪

♪ And don't know why ♪

♪ But every time I...

Kyle mistook getting grounded for being in prison.

- There's a difference? - He locked his door this morning.

- I wouldn't worry about it. - He's never locked it before.

Maybe he just wants some privacy.

- Privacy? - I don't get it.

- Oh, I get it. - People, it's breakfast.

Good morning.

Just in time to help with breakfast.

- Maybe you can beat the batter. - Are we having pancakes?

Or perhaps you'd like to grill your sausage.

- Josh... - I might vomit.

- Kyle, ignore him. - Why?

Not even worth explaining.

Now that we're all together enjoying our quality time...

- Mandated time. - You're gonna make good use of it.

- Meaning? - Gutters. Clean 'em out.

You and I will wash all the windows.

That's cruel and unusual punishment.

We cooked up a little to-do list for you guys, too.

Bring it on. I'll to-do the hell out of it

in exchange for the briefest of parole periods later this evening.

Your sentence does not include a parole option.

I'm trying to be responsible. I'm the sober cab to Preston's party.

- Sober cab? - Designated non-drinking driver,

and if I bail, I'll ruin it for everyone else.

Everyone else should not be drinking at all.

Absurd request denied.

As long as the parole board's in session,

I need to see Andy today.

Emotional support. She's got chemo.

Andy has chemo on Tuesdays.

I can't believe you just falsely played the cancer card.

- It was her idea. - You want to make a plea, too?

- No. I'll do my time. - Man of honor.

- Or a giant suck-up. - You can start by cleaning your room.

I'll get started.

Think he's gonna peel his banana?

This is so sweet, but I'm too nervous to eat.

You're underestimating your mother. She might surprise you.

I appreciate the optimism, but I expect bloodcurdling screams

followed by frothing.

- Well, I'm here if you need me. - I'm counting on it.

Here goes.

- Hi. - Hi. Keep your window closed,

unless you want Josh to spray your whole room.

How long do you think that'll take?

In Josh time, all day.

Thanks.

Amanda, we have a problem.

None of the other windows open.

Great.

So, what do we do?

- Amanda? - What about her?

I was just wondering how she's doing in New York.

My guess is she'll be thrilled to get a break from her mother.

No. The front door.

Amanda Bloom, you little stowaway.

Lori?

Here you go. I left the pieces out in the dining room.

- Armed and ready to polish. - Make me proud.

- I need you at the computer. - OK.

When I save something, the hard drive makes this grinding sound,

I'll take a look at it.

- Mrs. Trager. - Yes.

I'm Constance Berlinger, Department of Children Services?

- How can I help you? - We've received a complaint.

Kyle? Who filed a complaint?

You know I can't tell you that.

Never mind. I can guess.

- Carol Bloom? - Unbelievable.

She's angry because she thinks Kyle interfered with Amanda.

- She called Social Services. - He's not in the system.

He was. If someone files a complaint about a former ward,

they're legally bound to check it out.

What was her complaint?

Kyle's living here without proper supervision

and being disruptive to the community.

- That's not true. - Well, of course it isn't.

- But now we need to prove it. - To that woman?

- She doesn't even know us. - This is how the system works.

We have to get through this. Let her go through her checklist.

- What kind of checklist? - Questions to make sure we're providing

a safe and healthy environment.

The first question: does the child have his own proper bed?

- Great. - The bigger problem is

keeping the truth about you a secret.

I'll be careful.

None of us can slip. I know her type. Very thorough.

We just have to keep our stories straight and stay on our toes.

Be careful.

This woman can't find out who you are.

So I'm up to speed. You were first called in to treat Noah...

- Kyle. - I'm a little confused.

We changed his name.

- Legally, at his request. - I'd like to see those papers.

No problem. They're in the family file in my office.

- Could you grab them? - Absolutely.

Could I get you something to drink?

Ice water, please.

So, you first met Kyle at the detention center,

diagnosed him with amnesia,

and the very next day, moved him, your new patient,

in here with your family.

There were special circumstances.

Of course there were.

I hate that some stranger can come and decide things about us.

I know. As if we're the kind of kids

who'd smuggle in one of their runaway girlfriends.

Amanda needed help.

You're not getting away with the nutshell version.

- What happened with you two? - I heard a knock on my window,

went over, Amanda was there, and she needed...

No, no. Never mind. I know nothing happened.

It's you and Amanda, for God sakes.

Still, where'd she sleep?

- My tub. - Where did you sleep?

- My tub. - You dog! And?

OK, the real scandal is did she just bail on her flight and come here?

Yes.

And her mother, the crypt keeper, doesn't know.

She must know by now, assuming Amanda left and went home.

She better have.

You don't want to get busted harboring a fugitive

with that social worker here.

Shaken, not stirred.

Thank you.

Following the death of his parents, you've become his permanent guardians.

Yes. We love Kyle.

The idea of him being disruptive in any way is ludicrous.

Our son Josh on the other hand...

Problem with Josh's behavior?

Is there a problem with Josh's behavior?

- There's no problem. - I have to hide all my porn.

She's gonna search the house?

Oh, yeah. "Social worker" is a fancy title for "snoop".

- Looking for? - Weapons of mass destruction.

Guns, sex toys, drugs, booze.

- Oh, no! - Relax.

- Dad flushed his pot stash. - I'm not worried about Dad.

- You running a pot stash now? - No. I have this.

Beer?

Holding it for Preston until his parents left.

I'm the only one he could trust with it.

Because I'm the most responsible. I hate myself!

- We have to get rid of it. - First, you. Out.

Smuggling beer is not gonna score points.

I'm the one that got you into this mess.

Two little words called "peer pressure" got me into this mess.

Go figure out why you have a bathtub instead of a bed.

And you, tap into that cunning little brain of yours

and come up with something quick.

Tell me about his relationships outside the family.

I assume you're referring to Amanda.

It's a very caring, supportive relationship.

There's nothing objectionable.

Amanda's mother is overreacting.

She's a little high-strung.

Amanda. I thought you made it home.

I'm trapped. Social worker's staked out your living room.

I bet my mother's responsible. It's so mortifying.

- Maybe we should tell her. - That I never got on my plane

and hid out here in your bedroom?

That would prove her the complaints.

- So, what do we do? - Sneak me out.

I'll wait till she leaves and head home.

Why wait?

Do you want that social worker around

when my mom's head explodes?

I'll move the ladder.

- Hey. - Hi.

I know you're nervous, but when you talk to her, be yourself.

I'm sorry to put you through this.

It's not your fault. Carol's trying to pin problems she having with Amanda on you.

I'll show off some of your drawings.

- Can I go grab a few? - I... don't want to show them.

- They're beautiful. - They're too personal.

Oh. Well, of course.

Take them off your wall before she inspects your room.

When's that happening?

I'd like to delay explaining your tub,

at least until you've won her over.

- Right. - Make your room ready

in case she insists on starting there.

So get back in there and clear out anything incriminating.

OK. I'll try.

- What are you doing? - What are you?

Amanda, we need...

- What are you doing here? - That's what I want to know.

You said when she left, we could spend time together.

- You did? - Well, I...

And now she's climbing through your window?

- I asked you not to do that. - I had to see you right away.

Why?

- None of your business. - Excuse me?

- Why aren't you in New York? - None of your business!

Both of you, please! I'm already grounded!

There a social worker investigating my family,

I can't let her find girls who aren't supposed to be here fighting in my room!

You both have to go.

Now.

Declan?

How come I got stuck doing this part?

You hid it, you lift it.

- That ladder weighs a ton. - Thank God the cavalry's here.

Is your leg OK?

Wobbly, but there's beer to be liberated

and damsels to be rescued, so...

I must say I'm impressed. You coming here helping Lori,

even though she's still closed for business.

Jerk!

Oh, smart! Leave a bruise with a social worker present.

- Josh? I need you. - Go, go, go!

Our room's up here with Josh and Lori's.

Kyle's got the spare one downstairs.

I'll show you around after you've had a chance to talk to everybody.

Hello, Mother. What can I do for you?

This is Mrs. Berlinger. She'd like to see your room.

But of course. It's this one right here.

The one that says "Josh" on the door?

Exactly.

- Looking for an escape route? - I need to get some fresh air.

I don't blame you. Hopefully, she'll be quick and painless.

If she asks you about Amanda, say you hope she's having a great time.

But knowing how her mother feels, you recognize the appropriate boundaries.

Boundaries.

Right.

- Will you excuse me? - Sure.

This is Lori's room.

- They're coming. - Lori?

- Hi! - Hi.

Constance Berlinger, my daughter Lori.

Hello.

And welcome to my den of teen angst.

Which I must confess, I retreat to way too often.

Not Kyle, though. Not Mr. Positive Spin.

You should let some light in here.

- What are you doing? - What does it look like?

I need to move the ladder.

That's gonna be difficult right now.

Can you not touch that?

I don't think Kyle would want you to handle it.

How would you know?

I know that box is very important to him.

Do you know why it's important to him? Because I do.

Oh, really? Why?

I can't share that information with you, and neither can Kyle.

You have no idea about what Kyle and I share with each other.

I know you don't know him as well as you think.

You can't go through the window.

She's about to start my interview

with a clear view of the front door.

- So I'm still stuck? - Not necessarily.

I'll get Jessi out first.

If I can't get back, look for my signal, then go.

What kind of signal?

I'm not sure yet. You'll just know. Come with me.

Finally, we can talk.

- Later. - No.

This is important.

Here.

It's their song. D4. It's the missing record.

- Where did you get this? - I found it in my room.

Brian said he didn't leave it there for me, but I don't know who else would.

- You have to play it. - I will, but I can't right now.

But It's part of our history.

I know, but I need to focus on my family right now.

Brian said that you'd be like this.

He said I couldn't count on you.

- Why would he say that? - You keep sending me away.

Jessi, you know the situation today.

So, what if some social worker sees me here?

She can't see anything out of the ordinary.

We are out of the ordinary.

Don't forget, I'm more like you than any of these people here,

more than the Tragers and more than Amanda.

Why do you have to make this a competition?

There should be no competition.

Jessi! Jessi!

- I'll leave when I want. - Jessi.

- I didn't know you were here. - She was just leaving.

- Hello. - Hi, there. And you are?

- Jessi. - A friend of Kyle's?

Well, I'd like to think I'm more than that.

Well, I started off as Nicole's patient,

but now it's like I'm part of the family.

How lovely.

Well, bye.

How long was Jessi your patient?

For a few months.

You treated her here?

Yes, but I don't see patients at home anymore.

Because they kept becoming part of the family?

What'd she say?

"Mrs. Trager, you seem to have a history of getting too involved emotionally."

At least Nicole has emotions.

You realize that eavesdropping is an invasion of privacy

and me asking you to do it is unacceptable parenting.

- Right. - Good. What'd she say now?

Twenty-four cases, 20 ladder rungs each way.

Just a few weeks' post-op.

You know I'll owe you for, like, ever, right?

I'm already making a list of the ways you can make it up.

No way. We made a deal.

I think we should amend our deal to include

one-time payments for heroic measures.

You want me to lose my born-again virgin status

because you moved beer so you can bring it to a party I can't even go to?

Pretty much.

You're technically doing it to help Kyle anyway,

which you always do for no return favors.

And now that I think about it, I'm mad at you

because you never ask him for anything, and I get propositioned

- for casual, meaningless sex? - Meaningless sex? Really?

Not meaning... You know what I mean.

- No. No, I'm not so sure I do. - Don't get mad.

I'm being a jerk, huh?

Tell the boy something he doesn't already know.

Not a good time, Josh.

I enjoy the "are they or aren't they" drama as much as the next person,

but you two seem to have gotten a little sidetracked.

- Yeah, I'm on it. - And try to figure out

how to explain why Kyle sleeps in the bathtub.

He's got a cover story for that. The one his fake parents used.

That's a lie. You know how Kyle is with lying.

Meanwhile, he's had Amanda

secretly hidden in his room for the last 12 hours.

If Kyle the rebel makes an appearance, pretend you're the social worker.

Does any cover explain why responsible parents

allow their child to sleep in a bathroom appliance?

Kyle, Mrs. Berlinger wants to speak to you now.

Just another day in the Trager house.

Well, maybe that's why she's here. No, seriously.

With everything that's happened since Kyle came into our lives,

what seems everyday to us may be just weird to everybody else.

Yeah, maybe you're right. How many kids help take down

a multi-national corporation over the weekend?

So, Kyle, how would you describe your time with the Tragers?

They've been wonderful to me.

I had no one when they took me in, and they became my family.

But you found them. You were reunited with your real parents.

Leaving the Tragers was extremely difficult.

When I was gone, I missed them terribly.

And what was it like coming back here after your parents died?

She was trained to pickup on non-verbal cues.

A twitch, a tense grip of my hands, a nervous gesture,

anything that could indicate I wasn't being truthful.

Kyle?

Even though the circumstances were tragic,

I knew I'd be in a home where I felt loved and taken care of.

I'd like to know more about your relationship with Nicole.

This was Amanda's chance to escape,

but there was no way she could know it.

I had to signal her. But how?

When did it become more maternal than professional?

If I relaxed and concentrated,

I could control the flow of electrons through the house.

Nicole and I had a special bond from the beginning.

I felt a special connection with everyone here.

They taught me something important.

All the abilities I'd explored seemed useless

if I couldn't help Amanda sneak out of the house.

I had to focus, just not look like I was focusing.

They've all welcomed me as one of their own.

My life has changed for the better by living here.

What kinds of things have they taught you?

I think the most important thing is what it means to be a family.

- Am I passing your test? - This isn't a test.

It merely helps me evaluate...

Whether this is a loving and nurturing environment.

- Something like that. - I don't understand.

How can you quantify a family's love for one another?

Can you measure intangible things like nurturing?

It's just a tool Social Services uses. A standard checklist.

I needed to get Amanda past the kitchen.

If it's a checklist you need,

let me give you mine.

They gave me a seat at their dinner table

when I had nowhere to go.

Stephen gave up his work room so I could have my own place to sleep.

Josh taught me how to play basketball.

And Lori shared her birthday with me.

And Nicole always made me feel safe and protected,

even when I felt lost and scared.

I could go on and on

because this family means everything to me.

Interesting.

Oh, gosh. I'm sorry.

- Amanda? - Mom?

The airline called, telling me you never got on the plane.

- I... - You deliberately defied me.

I didn't plan any of this!

This deceitful behavior.

You never would have done it, if it weren't for him.

I know you're upset, but it's really unfair to blame Kyle.

He has filled her head with God knows what nonsense.

Now she is lying to me,

and throwing away everything she has worked for.

That has nothing to do with Kyle.

But you came here and ran to him, didn't you?

- Yes, but... - You let her in, did you not?

- Yes, but it was late, and I... - My daughter spent the night,

and you knew nothing about it, did you?

It's that kind of loose, permissive attitude...

Mom, stop! The Tragers are an amazing family,

and Kyle is the most incredible person.

The real problem is you have no idea

and no interest in who I am or what I want.

Ask yourself why I was so afraid to talk to you

that I hid here all night instead of coming home.

If you wanted to report a really messed-up family,

- report our own. - What are you talking about?

Everyone knows you called Social Services here.

I did nothing of the sort.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Trager. I didn't mean to cause you trouble.

I'm sorry.

Well. Clearly, that's a private family matter,

not one Social Services could resolve.

- Then we're done. - For now.

- I need to file my report. - Anything else I can tell you?

No. No, I'll just...

Oh, wait. There's something I've overlooked. Kyle's room.

- What about it? - I need to see it.

- Is there a problem? - No. Not at all.

It's this way.

We've always believed in making Kyle as comfortable as possible.

We encouraged him to make his room his own,

which includes some unorthodox choices.

I've see hundreds of teenagers' rooms with eccentric designs.

- Nothing can throw me. - Well, always a first.

This is it.

Well, this all seems quite ordinary.

- Perfectly normal. - Thank you.

You'll receive notice of my evaluation within 48 hours.

I don't suppose you could give me a little preview.

It's not easy when someone drops in

and puts your family under a microscope.

But yours survived. Kyle seems like a promising young man.

I don't see any reason to be concerned.

Thank you.

I do, however, have some gave concerns about you.

You've crossed boundaries,

mixing your personal and professional life,

shows an alarming lack of judgment and ethical integrity.

It would be remiss of me if I didn't file the proper notice.

- I'm shocked you feel that way. - Really?

What I've heard about you, it doesn't surprise me at all.

- How'd you get a bed in here? - I just found it this way.

- Beer? - Soft, firm and extra firm.

- Where did it come from? - Does it matter? We saved the day.

You have how many cases of beer in this house?

Not to drink. I was storing it for some friends.

I know that's the most idiotic move ever.

- Do what you need to do. - You're staying grounded.

I know it got you into trouble, but thank you for doing this.

All of you. Thank you for today.

We should celebrate. Crack open a few, make a toast.

Say goodbye to this beer. Come on, everybody out.

Come in.

- You've been in here all day. - A lot to catch up on.

I don't want to disturb you. I... I just want to say

letting Amanda stay here without telling you was wrong,

and I'm sorry.

- It's funny. - What?

How, even with the best of intentions,

making one questionable decision can...

...lead to such a mess.

Things are gonna be a mess for me and Amanda with Mrs. Bloom.

Well, hopefully she'll cool off and won't see you as an issue.

Is everything all right, Nicole?

Everything's fine.

Damn it, Josh. You scared the living...

Hey, hey! You eat with that mouth?

It's been a long day. What do you want?

We could spend a moment and reflect on a job well done.

I still can't believe we pulled it off.

Please. Child's play to one that is adept in the black arts of adult deception

as your gifted yet humble brother.

- Lucky Declan was there. - Yep.

On the saving your bacon scale, I'd say he scored about 9.

- Hmm, 8.5. What's your point. - Nothing.

I know I'm a new player in the great game of adolescent relationships.

But if you ask me, I'd say the Big D is carrying the proverbial torch.

He's tasted from the fountain of Lor, and he wants to dive right...

Finish that sentence, and they'll never find the body.

- Hey, I was just saying... - Get out.

Amanda.

Hi.

I'm sorry. I'm not allowed to let you in.

I'm not allowed to go in.

I just want to make sure you're OK.

I'm still grounded, but I'm fine. How about you?

My mom and I talked. She's still angry, but...

...at least she listened more than usual this time.

That's encouraging.

She won't let me see you outside of school for a while.

And I need to get a job to learn to be more mature and responsible.

To tell you the truth, after the way I've handled things,

I don't blame her.

I'll learn to be more mature and responsible with you.

That song.

That's the one you asked me to play

when you and Jessi were out somewhere.

Never told me why you needed it.

It helped us get where we needed to go.

Kyle.

If there's ever anything you want to tell me...

- I hope you know you can. - I do know that.

OK.

Well, good night.

Good night.

Only a day had passed since my decision to hide Amanda,

and allowing her to stay in the house left her with new questions about me.

Still, I didn't regret making that choice

because it's worth taking risks to help people you care about.

And that day, I knew that my family was willing to take risks for me,

that our love for each other could never be questioned,

and that the secrets we keep remain unexposed.

I've been to his home. He's attached to the family.

Could be a problem.

But now I understand why you believe he's the one.

If there are no further questions,

I'd like to say again what an honor it is to be of service.