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Previously on The Fosters...

Grandma and Grandpa have
money invested in this house.

We need to sell it
to pay them back.

-Who's that?
-Aaron.

-Should I be worried
about this guy?
-No, we're texting about Kyle.

Callie:
The JJC is not taking his case.

Aaron:
Let's say we find
this curb painter.

What's the plan?
Walk up to them and ask,

"Hey, by any chance,
did you kill an old lady
four years ago?"

Mariana:
I took some
of Jesus's ADHD pills.

-Why?
-To stay up.
To stay focused.

-Promise me
you won't take any more.
-I won't. I promise.

Are you still upset
about what I told your dad?

His moms are blaming him
for everything that happened
with Callie.

What do they mean everything
that happened with Callie?

They had sex.

Promise me that
you will not hold back
on this audition

because you feel
that you have an obligation
to this girl.

It's your business
if you wanna buy pot
for your son,

but I don't want him
giving any more of it
to my brother.

I'm never gonna tell you
anything again.

So just stay out of my life.

We have an offer on the house,
and we'll have to be out
by the end of the month.

There are a couple of things
that we need to talk
to you all about.

But first of all,
we would like to know
who this belongs to.

-Jesus: Don't look at me.
-Mariana: It's not mine.

What is it?

It's a pipe
for smoking marijuana.

Callie?

It's not mine.

Okay, well, I found it
in one of the boxes
in the garage

where you've been spending
a lot of time lately.

You are welcome
to drug test me.

Okay.

Maybe it belongs to Gabe.

No, no way.

Okay, there's something else
that we need to tell you.

What? We made
a boatload on the yard sale
and don't have to move?

Yeah, no thanks to you.

-Me?
-Yeah, you sat
on your ass all day.

Callie disappeared,
like, all day.

Hello.

Sorry I had to work
on my senior project.

Which was pretty convenient.

-You did nothing.
-I did more than anybody.

Oh, I'm sorry.
I had a nail in my head.

Mama and I are filing
for divorce.

(theme song playing)

♪ It's not where you come from ♪

♪ It's where you belong ♪

♪ Nothing I would trade ♪

♪ I wouldn't have it
any other way ♪

♪ You're surrounded by love ♪

♪ And you're wanted ♪

♪ So never feel alone ♪

♪ You are home with me ♪

♪ Right where you belong ♪

Hey.

I'm leaving now.

You sure you don't want a ride
to the airport?

Yeah, I'm sure. You sleep.

You're gonna be brilliant.

Tell Mason bye for me.

Okay.

I love you.

I love you too.

Knock, knock.
Hello, hello.
Everyone decent?

One of your brood
said we could come up.

-Uh, "we"?
-I've got the client and
their contractor here with me.

-We spoke yesterday.
-Uh, yeah, that's right. We did.

Thanks so much. We're
just in such a time crunch
with the baby coming.

-I'm sorry.
I forogt to tell you.
-Forgot?

What we're thinking
is blowing this wall out

and making the bedroom
on the other side a master bath.

-Can we talk, please?
-Realtor:
I think it's a great idea.

You know,
you could make this a walk-in.

-Oh, I love that.
-Yeah.

Okay, seriously? Seriously?
We have one week to pack up
this entire house, Lena.

I didn't know what to say.

You say no.
They're already
rushing us out as it is.

(scoffs)
Would you stop fighting?

Mariana, will you please take
the give-away box downstairs
and put it on the front porch?

(sighs)

Listen, we all have
to help, okay?

Okay, we'll, who's gonna help me
write a 20-page paper by Monday

and raise $5,000
in three weeks for Worlds?

I am also stressed out
because right now,
we have nowhere to live.

I haven't found
the right place yet.

There's never gonna be
a right place, love.

For now, we need
a roof over our heads.

Hey, would you all mind
since she's got her man here,

if they just take a quick peek
at the kids' bath.

Would we mind?
Why would we mind?

Okay, terrific.

(phone ringing)

Ugh! It's my soon-to-be
ex-husband. What?

How am I supposed
to pay any bills
when you froze our assets?

Stef:
Honey.

You can keep dragging me
back to this house,
but it's not getting cheaper.

It's perfect.

(sighs)
We can't afford it, Lena.

I spoke with my parents,
and they offered to give me
my inheritance now

that we could use
for the down payment.

Okay, and what
about the mortgage?

We can swing it.

We could swing it,
and then all the kids
could have their own rooms.

So, we are adopting the twins?

well, space
wouldn't be an issue.

Yeah, but that's not
the only issue, Lena.

It's our dream house.

Can't you see us here?

Raising our kids
and growing old?

Hmm?

(whispering)
Please.

Please, please, please,
please, please, please, please.

Please.

-Okay.
-Oh!

Oh, I love you so much.

I love you too.

(laughing)

Jude:
Okay, I'll see you at school.

Uh, wait.

Here. Keep it.

-I can't.
-Yes, you can.

It's cool. I want you to.

(horn honks)

Okay, see you.

You have any garbage?

What?

Garbage?

Oh.

Yeah.

You can probably sell this
at the yard sale.

Whatever.

Are you still mad at me
about Noah?

Jude, I don't deserve this.

What do you deserve, Callie?

Seeing that the only secrets
you can keep are your own.

(phone beeps)

She's supposed to be the one
that's in charge of finding us
a place to stay.

How hard can that be?

Well, there's
a three-bedroom apartment
in my building for rent.

Oh, that would be
interesting.

(phone ringing)

Oh, it's B. It's B.

Hey, buddy.
I'm here with your dad,
and you're on speaker phone.

Mike:
Hey, B, how was your flight?

Good.

Stef:
Are you in the city?

Yeah, I just came
out of the subway.

I'm at, uh, Columbus Circle.

Mike:
Did you get lost yet?

No one gets lost anymore, Dad.
I've got my phone.

Headed to Lincoln Center.

I'll call you
when I'm checked in
and at the dorm.

Mike:
Okay, we're proud of you, B.

Thanks, Dad.

-Stef: Love you.
-Love you too.

(bottles clink)

AJ:
Hey.

Your boyfriend is here.

There was other DNA
on the murder weapon

besides Martha Johnson's
and Kyle's.

Why didn't Kyle's lawyers
ever see this?

Because Detective Gray
didn't want him to.

He used a private lab that
was shut down about a year ago

because of allegations
that they doctored reports
for the police

to help them
with their cases.

Hey, how did you get that?

Uh, the lab's database
was subpoenaed
in another investigation,

and I got them
to let me take a look.

-You're a genius.
-Thank you.

If we can place another suspect
at Martha Johnson's house
on the day she was murdered,

someone who may
have had a motive,

then we might get a judge
to order them to give
a DNA sample.

Like our curb painter.

Who's that?

Um, there was a guy painting
addresses on people's curbs
without their permission

and then harassing them to pay.

So we knocked on some doors.

When was this?

-Um...
-After we told you to stop
harassing people yourself.

We didn't harass anyone.

-Callie...
-I'm almost finished
with my senior project,

and you told me
I could go through
the case file.

But we did tell you
to stop playing detective.

We didn't.

I mean, we did find out
where he lives,

but we didn't knock on his door.

-You know where he lives?
-Yeah.

His name is Doug Harvey.

What if you questioned him?

If you could get him
to admit to painting
Martha Johnson's curb,

that might be all we need.

Right?

Maybe.

-Hi.
-Oh. Uh...

I think I have
the wrong room number.

Is this 1584?

-Um, yep.
-Yeah.

-This... This is your room?
-Yeah.

Okay, I guess
they made a mistake then.

-You're auditioning?
-Yeah. Yeah, and they, uh,
assigned you as my roommate.

Yeah, that happens a lot.

What does?

My name is Ariel,
but I go by Ari,

and sometimes,
they think I'm a guy.

Gotcha. Um...

Okay, well, I guess
I'll go tell them.

-Sorry for the hassle.
-No, not your fault.

(grunts)

Whoa! Would you slow down?

-Mariana!
-Sorry.

I can't believe that Nick
was hiding up here.
It freaks me out.

I'm definitely not going
up in the attic.
That's for sure.

You haven't gone
and seen him again,
have you?

No.

You should just tell him
that you're not his girlfriend
anymore, you know.

I will when he's better.

He might not get better.

Okay, can you stop
talking about it, please?
It's stressing me out.

What is that?

It's Mom's journal.

You mean Mama's journal?

No. Stef's.

Hey, well, you can't read that.

If someone read my journal,
I would die.

Wait. You have a journal?

No.

Yeah, you're right.
We shouldn't be reading this.

Okay, well, um...

all this can go
to the yard sale.

Well, I'm not supposed
to be picking stuff up.

I think you can handle it.

(scoffs)

You know,
I'm at an increased risk
of having a seizure.

Hey, we're supposed
to be packing stuff
into boxes.

How much of this have you read?

Um, not much.

Yeah, is that why
you hid it from me?

It's not a big deal.

She didn't want to adopt us.
That's a pretty big deal.

Mariana.

You know what?

I wanna leave this house.

Between Nick and this,

all of my good memories
are ruined.

So, here.

What am I supposed
to do with this?

Burn it, for all I care.

Nice place.

The guy could use a gardener.

And a Dumpster.

(door bell rings)

-(dog barking)
-Man: Who is it?

Stef:
San Diego Police.

We were hoping
that we could talk
to you, Mr. Harvey.

(dog continues barking)

-You got a warrant?
-We're not here
to search your home.

You're on my property.
My property is my home.

If you don't have a warrant,
you're trespassing.

Relax. We just want to ask you
a few questions.

We understand that you used
to paint addresses on curbs
four years ago.

I have a business permit:
0-2-00-4-6-2-5-0.

-0-2-00-4-6-2-5-0.
-Take it easy.

Yeah. We're not
concerned with that.
Really. You're fine.

We, uh, we wanted to know
if you knew Martha Johnson.

-Who?
-She lived about two blocks
from here, on Penn Street.

You may have painted
her curb four years ago.

I've painted a lot of curbs.

Did you paint hers?

I have no idea.

Did you know
that she was murdered?

-No.
-Really?

Because it, you know, happened
here in your neighborhood.

I'm surprised
you didn't hear about that.

I try to keep to myself.

I don't really read the papers.

Well, you seem to have
an awful lot of them.

I pick up stuff.

To recycle.

-Oh.
-To organize.

Gotcha.
Makes sense.

All right. Well, listen,
if you do happen to remember
anything,

this is my card.
Please, go ahead and call me.

Okay? Thank you
for your time, Mr. Harvey.

You have a good day.

I'll get the door.

Okay.

What do you think?

He's a nutjob,
it doesn't make him a murderer.

So, did you figure out
your room situation?

Uh... Yeah, I did.

-Music?
-Yeah.

-I thought so.
-Why?

Well, um, you don't look
like a dancer,

and you don't act
like an actor.

Okay.
How about you?

-Dance.
-Oh.

I would've thought drama.

(chuckles)

So, are you
going out tonight?

Uh... Well, I thought
I'd check out Times Square.

Times Square.

So, this is your first time
in New York?

Um, yeah. Why?

Nothing. Um, just don't take
any pictures with anyone
in a costume,

unless you're willing
to pay them.

Some of them can get
really aggressive.

You know, I might just end up
walking around here--

No. You have to go
to Times Square at least once.

Um, I'm going to a party
in Midtown.

I can walk with you
if you want the company.

Sounds like what I need
is protection.

(chuckles)
I can offer that.

Oh, really? I didn't know
they had martial arts
in the dance program now.

Okay. I'm tougher
than I look.

Hey, I wouldn't mess
with you.

That's too bad.

Mm. You're so fancy,
bringing me here.

On the floor,
the fancy rug.

It's good
for your back.

-You're so thoughtful.
-What can I say?

(both laugh)

Yo, so, uh, what's the story
with this Aaron dude?

What do you mean?

He ever take you for a ride
on his motorcycle?

-(chuckles)
-Seriously.

How'd y'all meet?

Why does it matter?

Mike:
The landlord gave me
the code to the lockbox,

so I can show it for him
when he's out of town.

-Stef: Huh.
-Knocks a little
off my rent.

Wow. Looks just like
your place.

Mike: I think it's
the same exact floor plan,
except for the extra bedroom.

Stef:
Oh, my God.

(sighs) I can't imagine
all of us crammed in here,
living on top of each other.

Mike:
I'm sure he'd let
you go month-to-month,

you know,
until you guys find a house.

Stef:
If we can afford
to rent a house.

Mike:
Well, when you make detective,

that'll be a big salary bump.

I don't think Brandon
will ever move home

if he knows he has to share
a room with Jesus and Jude.

What's the closet space like?

I don't think
Brandon's coming home.

-What do you mean?
-Not as long as Callie's there.

Look, Stef,
I know they had sex,

and I know that's why
he moved in with Cortney.

Stef:
Wait. You cannot blame Callie
entirely for what happened.

-Okay? It's not fair.
-I'm not.

But you have to admit,
she's caused Brandon
a lot of trouble

from the time
she showed up.

And Brandon is responsible
for his own actions, Mike.

-I'm not saying he isn't.
-Okay, good.

But I think she toyed with him.

I don't think she meant to,
but I don't think
she can help herself,

-which is why
I'm worried about AJ.
-Hey.

I mean, wasn't
he also her foster brother
when they crossed the line?

And what about this Aaron kid?
He's obviously into her.

-Is she yanking his chain too?
-Okay, okay. That's enough.

Enough. You're talking
about my daughter right now.

-Okay. I'm sorry.
-Thank you.

I just don't want to see
another one of my sons get hurt.

Will you please
talk to me, Callie?

I met Aaron at a coffee shop.

He had a law book.
I thought he looked
too young to be in law school.

I told him my name was Cameron.

He took me for a ride
on his motorcycle.

And we went to the beach.

And he kissed me.

Oh...

When was this?

When I was suspended
from school.

I also told him
I had a boyfriend.

So he does want to date you?

No, we're just friends.

I'm not toying with you.

Or yanking anyone's chain.

Okay.

Hey. What you doing?

(sighs)

Do you think we can take
Frankie's tree when we go?

Uh... Yeah.

Yeah. I'll make a call.

Hey, uh, we wouldn't be able
to take it where we're going,

I mean,
at least not right away.

Where are we going?

There's a three-bedroom
apartment for rent
at Mike's building.

It's not huge, but it's
month-to-month, so it's...

(sighs)
You already looked at it?

I did.
Mike showed it to me.

And I didn't want to lose it,
so I put down a deposit.

Without discussing it
with me first.

Lena, we need some place to go.

So this is how
it's always going to be?

It's like we take one step
forward and two steps back.

I mean, if nothing is ever
going to change between us,
what is the point?

So, what do you think?

I can't think.
It's like sensory overload.

The one redeeming part is
Broadway.

I mean, look
at all the billboards.
You have Lion King,

Chicago, Hamilton.

This is what
I want to do one day.

I want to be on Broadway.

Looks like I'm going blind.

(laughs)

Oh, great. Don't...
Don't look.

The big guys
in the costumes,
they are, uh...

-Yep. What you
were saying.
-Yep.

Got it.

So, do you want to see
the real New York?

What about your party?

Honestly, I...
I hate parties.

Can we walk?

Mm-hmm.
We can walk all you want.

This is a city
that never sleeps.

Gonna make a basket.
Literally.

(laughs)

Shh...
We have to be quiet.

Okay. Maybe
we should stop talking.

Hey, so...

I've never done anything,
you know, below the waist.

Okay. So...

Everybody has
their first time.

(stammers)
Don't.

Look, I just...

I don't think
I'm ready for that.

Um... Okay. Sorry.

-I should go.
-You don't have to go.

No. It's... it's like, um...

I'll talk to you later.

Well, I can't remember
the last time I saw a sunrise.

(laughs)
What?

You better not fall asleep
during your audition.

(laughs)
No.

I feel... great.

Everything okay?

Um, I've...
got a girlfriend.

Ah, back in San Diego.

And, uh...

we sort of live together.

And she has a kid.

She... has a kid?

His name is Mason.

Wow, um...

What are you going to do
if you get into Juilliard?

I don't know.

I don't know. I...

I mean, I...
I help support her.

And I pay half the rent.

I watch Mason
practically every day.

Do you even want this?

Do you really,
really want this?

I mean, I want to go
to Juilliard more than anything.

Do you have any idea
what it takes to study here?

Everything.

And after every 16-hour day,

you have nothing left
to give to anybody.

And you shouldn't have to.

These four years are yours.

I mean, you don't...
You don't have to be mean.

You have every right
to be selfish.

You can't go into your audition
with a piece of you feeling

obligated to fail.

'Cause you will.

(stammers)
What do I do, then?
I mean...

-Break up with her?
-(grunts)

-What, like
on the phone?
-Yeah.

(scoffs)

I... I don't think
I can do that.

Then...
write her a letter.

Yeah. Put it
all down on paper,

how bad you feel,
all of it,

and then you put a stamp
on it and mail it.

You'll beat it
back to San Diego,

and...
then you can do it in person.

Right now, you need to do
this for yourself.

So... that way,
when you play tomorrow--

well, today... (laughs)

...you're free.

Callie:
You're selling this?

I gave this to you
for your 13th birthday.

It's a kid's toy, Callie.

Okay, look.

I didn't tell Moms
about the pot,

so I did keep your secret.

And if I see someone who I think
is a bad influence on you,

I'm not just going to stand by
and watch you screw up.

You don't know
anything about Noah.

He's not a bad influence.

And at least he's not
my foster brother.

Okay.

(phone ringing)

Hey, Mom. We're just
setting up the yard sale.
Can I call you back?

Oh, my God.

Excuse me.
How much is this?

Man:
It's a beautiful house.
Why you selling?

Uh... (chuckles)
Downsizing, you know.

Huh. You're selling
the Art of War.
It's a classic.

-How much you want for it?
-I don't know. A dollar.
Does that sound good?

-I'll give you 50 cents.
-Sold.

-Thank you.
-Huh.

I should probably
introduce myself.

Detective Joe Gray.

I understand you're interested
in an old case of mine.

Oh, yeah?
Where'd you get that idea?

It doesn't matter where.
I also hear you're trying
to make detective.

The first thing you learn,
if you do make it,

is that we don't meddle
in each other's cases.

We respect each other.
We got each other's backs.

But then again,
that's if you make detective.

-Thank you for the heads-up.
-No problem.

Have nice yard sale.

I hope you make a killing.

-(phone ringing)
-Hello? Kyle...

Yeah, slow down.
What's going on?

-Hey.
-What?

My mom negotiated
a payment plan with the IRS,

and she took a loan
against her pension
to pay of the lien.

Okay. What does...
What does that mean?

We don't have to sell
the house.

Okay. But...
But we already have.

They're sending Kyle
to Folsom Prison tomorrow.

-Aaron (over phone):
But he's not 18 yet.
-I know.

Listen. Do we really need
Doug Harvey to admit
to knowing Martha Johnson?

I mean, like,
if we somehow got some DNA,

tested it and it was a match.

It wouldn't be
admissible in court.

But would it be enough to get
the JJC to take the case?

If there was
another potential suspect?

Maybe.
But how do we get his DNA?

Hey, I'm getting another call.
Can I call you back?

Okay. Don't do
anything crazy, please.

No, I won't.

Woman:
Brandon Foster?

(piano playing classical music)

(piano continuing)

(playing Beethoven's
"Moonlight Sonata")

("Moonlight Sonata" continuing)

("Moonlight Sonata" continuing)

(whistles)
Here, boy.

(barking)

(quietly)
Hey, hey. It's okay.
It's okay. Shh!

("Moonlight Sonata" continuing)

("Moonlight Sonata" continuing)

Good boy. Good boy.
Okay, come on.

Come on. Come on.

Good boy. Good boy.

("Moonlight Sonata" continuing)

(gasps)

("Moonlight Sonata" continuing)

(engine starts)

("Moonlight Sonata" ending)

Wait. You're getting a divorce.

Now that we have your attention.

We're not getting a divorce.
We are filing for divorce.

-Why?
-So we can freeze
our assets.

The buyer doesn't want
to let us out of escrow.

But if our assets,
including this house,
are tied up...

We're hoping
that they'll walk away.

Wow. That's actually
a devious plan.
I'm impressed.

We actually got it from
our Realtor, ironically,
who is getting divorced.

And we're not trying
to be devious. We're just...

just trying to hold on
to this home that we love.

-How does that sound
to you guys?
-Amazing.

-Awesome.
-Great.

Now we have to stay here.

What is going on with her?

Outside of the usual drama,
she read your journal.

-My journal?
-No. Yours.

Jesus:
And what you said
in it about Mama.

What did you say
about me in your journal?

(keyboard clacking)

(sighs)
Can I please explain?

What's to explain?
You didn't want us.

That's not true.

I remember when Mom first
walked through the door
with the two of you.

You ran right over to me
and you leapt into my arms.

You bonded with me instantly,

and it made me
a little uncomfortable.

Oh, so you just didn't want me?

No. It made me
uncomfortable because...

my own mother was never
very affectionate with me.

Grandma?

She softened up
over the years, but...

she just wasn't nurturing
in that way.

And...

when I looked at you,
I saw me as that little girl...

who yearned for her mom to...

to hold her and comfort her.

And I guess
it scared me a little,

and it made me sad.

And then one night,

you had a bad dream.

You woke up crying,
and I came into this room...

and I held you...

and my heart broke right open.

I felt so much love
for you...

and so much compassion.

And I realized,
in that moment that...

this sweet,
sweet little girl...

was sent to me.

She was sent to me to heal
my little girl inside.

And I realized that...

you were meant to be
my daughter...

and I was meant to be
your mother.

Adopting you was a gift.

You and your brother
have brought me
the greatest joy.

And the thing that I'm...

most proud of in my life
is being your mother.

And I'm so sorry
that you read what you did.

Hey.

Hey. Can I ask you
something?

Is there some reason
that you don't want to stay
in this house?

No. I...
I just said that.

You're sure.

Yeah.

Hey.

So, I'm sorry I was
such an ass last night.

It's... it's okay.

My moms found your pipe
by the way.

Oh.

-Damn.
-I... played dumb.

They think it belongs to the guy
who worked on the garage.

-I'm sorry, man. I...
-Look.

I'm sorry too,

about last night.

You were right.
Everyone does have a first time,

and I guess, maybe,
I was just... nervous.

But I still want to
if... you, you know...

I only want to do
what you want to.

♪ Hold on ♪

♪ Even though you have
every reason to go ♪

♪ You still have
every reason to hold ♪

♪ Hold on ♪

♪ Before long ♪

♪ We could be living
a second chance ♪

What are you doing?

♪ Being in love
and making plans ♪

♪ So hold on ♪

Thinking about
our wedding day.

♪ You are not alone ♪

Yeah?

♪ You are not alone ♪

I love you.

♪ Stay, love will make me stay ♪

I love you too.

♪ Stay ♪

♪ Love will make me stay ♪

♪ Love will make me stay ♪

I'm sorry that I've been taking
steps back. I don't mean to.

Hmm. We both are.

♪ Hold on ♪

We don't, um...

♪ Heaven and I've gone
so far apart ♪

We don't want to get a divorce,
you know, for... for reals?

Sometimes this is hard, but...

I'm not going anywhere.

Are you?

♪ This where we find out
who we are ♪

♪ Lift your eyes ♪

I'm not crazy.

♪ Hold on ♪

♪ Stay ♪

♪ Love will make me stay ♪

-♪ Love will make me stay ♪
-(door closes)

-Baby!
-What are you doing?

-I just got back in.
-How did it go?

How did it go?
How did you do?

-I killed it.
-Yeah!

-Shh!
-They're asleep.

Oh, baby,
that's great.

Sit down. Sit down.
I'll get you a drink of water.

-Oh my goodness.
-Tell us all about it.

-(laughter)
-Is there someone
in the garage?

(coughing)

(laughter)

(theme music playing)