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[intense music playing]

-Whoa! -Where the hell's Jordan?

Since when is my job keeping track of the staff?

You know, she's been late half the time in the last two weeks.

Cut her some slack.

She's got a kid to get to school now.

Jordan as mom. Who thought that'd be a good idea?

Maybe the girl who has nowhere else to go.

Come on, Kayla, you can't be late for school again.

I'm coming!

[rock 'n' roll music playing]

You are not wearing that.

What's the big deal?

We've been over this.

I don't care what the other girls have on.

You're wearing this.

[Burdick] You know teenage girls.

It takes them forever to get ready for school.

[Simmons] What time did you leave?

[Burdick] 7:00. I had to get to work.

Sarah said she'd take the bus.

Do you usually drive her to school?

God, why didn't I wait for her?

The girl was still at home when her dad left for work this morning.

He forgot a file, drove back a half-hour later

and found this.

No body?

No sign of Sarah.

A violent struggle.

The amount of blood...

I don't think we're gonna find her alive anywhere.

Type O positive.

Mr. Burdick,

you don't happen to know your daughter's blood type?

Same as mine. O positive.

She's dead, isn't she?

We don't know that, sir.

Is there anybody who'd want to hurt her?

Unless it was Nate.

-Who's he? -Schizophrenic.

Lives in a halfway house run by that gentleman there.

Why do you think it's him?

He's the only one they allow run of the neighborhood.

Then he must be stabilized on medication.

If they were stabilized,

they wouldn't need the halfway house.

Find my daughter. Find Sarah.

I'm surprised Bob Burdick thinks Nate's involved.

Compared to the other neighbors, he's been fairly supportive.

He didn't sound supportive to me.

Why do you put the schizos with normal people?

Where would you suggest they go?

Why did you let Nate wander around by himself?

Nate's considered recovering, Detective.

He's high-functioning, on medication.

We make absolutely sure of that

before we turn them loose on normal people.

Well, we're still gonna have to talk to him.

I understand that.

Try not to use words like "schizo."

We prefer "people with schizophrenia."

Nate?

[knocking on door]

Excuse me.

Nate, open up! Boston P.D.!

How about "homicidal person with schizophrenia"?

[theme music playing]

Eight stab wounds in total.

And I also found this.

It's a resin smudge made proximate to the murder.

There's a speck of blood underneath.

Run everything you find.

Do a rape kit as well.

[Woody] Did Nate talk to Sarah, spend any time with her?

He did some yard work for Bob Burdick,

so he was over there occasionally.

Sarah's father?

I told you that Bob Burdick

was better than the other neighbors.

Nate mostly keeps to himself, listening to his music.

Was he violent?

Not since he was on his medication.

I'd say he's off his meds.

You, uh, might want to check these out.

Sexy Songs for Sarah.

Sarah's Love Songs.

Sarah's Make-out Mix.

Looks like our boy Nate had a little obsession.

He was doing so well. I...

[gunshot]

Shots fired! Shots fired!

[male policeman] Over here!

Drop that gun!

We got him! We got Nate!

Drop that gun or I'll drop you.

Dad, do what he says.

All right.

Everybody else, back down now!

What are you doing? We got that crazy son of a bitch.

Shut up, and I won't take you in for firing that gun.

Nate.

I need you to raise your hands slowly.

Nate, do you understand me?

Nate, do you understand me?

[grunting]

Nate, stay still or you're gonna get hurt.

Nate, I'm Lu. Okay?

Nobody wants anything bad to happen here.

We just need to talk to you.

[Nate] They told me.

-Told you what? -About you.

That you would come.

Who's they?

Whatever fruit bats are in this guy's head. The guy's nuts, Lu.

Come on.

[gasps]

Sorry.

[gasps]

Okay, we need crosswalks in here.

I'm so sorry.

Garret is on a warpath.

So what else is new?

Do you have any idea how hard it is to live with a teenage girl?

Maybe you could...

[cell phone ringing]

Excuse me.

Cavanaugh.

What?

Okay, I'll be right there. No, I'm coming.

Where are you going?

I'll be back.

Jordan, I got three bodies coming in!

Yeah, I'll be back. I'm...

Who are these people?

Their name is Gruger. They've been registered foster parents for 15 years.

-Where do they live? -Middleton.

Everything Kayla knows is in Boston.

Couldn't you find anyone here?

I tried.

Why the hell aren't you on medical leave? You were just shot.

We're so understaffed. I can't afford to.

Are you kidding? Look, tell me this.

These Grugers, do they know

that Kayla's father was murdered right in front of her?

That someone tried to kill her too?

That she was raised without a mother?

That uprooting her at this point...

They've raised a total of 17 kids.

They have five now.

Five? So Kayla would be number six?

Kayla makes seven.

They also have custody of their grandson.

How old are these people?

In their 60s.

In their 60s and they want to raise seven kids.

Uh-huh.

How much money are they getting?

$550 per child per month.

They're good people, Dr. Cavanaugh.

How can they possibly give Kayla the attention she deserves?

It's the best I can do.

Unless you want to keep her.

I can barely keep a houseplant alive,

much less play full-time mom to a teenage girl.

The Grugers it is.

What's today's excuse?

Same as yesterday's.

All shot to death sitting in a car. Pick one.

Why are you doing this, Jordan?

'Cause it's my job.

No, I'm talking about playing at being a mother.

What do you know about it?

As much as you did before you became a father.

Well, two-parent family.

Baby, not a teenager. Full-time mother at home.

Yeah, glad to see there were no rough spots

along the way for you.

You know, if I were such a bad candidate for motherhood,

why would Social Services ask me to become a foster parent?

Well, you said no, right?

Yeah.

Why'd you say it like that?

Like what?

Like it was a ridiculous idea beyond human comprehension.

[exhales]

Okay, you find slugs, get Nigel to run the ballistics.

Angel of Death.

Slayer.

-Dying to Live. -Edgar Winter.

Death Don't Have No Mercy.

-Wait a minute, hang on. -Come on. Tick-tock.

No, no, no. Got it.

Blind Gary Davis.

Is this Sarah Burdick?

[Bug] Yeah. Her father's already ID'd her.

[Lily] Jordan's looking for you, Nigel.

I think she's in Autopsy One.

Finally made it in, eh?

[Bug] What, late again?

Jordan taking care of a child? Please.

It's just till they find Kayla a foster home.

Well, they'd better hurry

because Jordan's idea of a home-cooked meal is reheating takeout.

I had dinner at Jordan's once.

-What, takeout? -No, chili.

[Nigel] From a can?

Yeah, she was gonna put cheese on it.

But the cheese was moldy?

And the lettuce for the salad...

Was, like, all brown and wilted?

Way beyond that. It was unidentifiable.

Well, I hope the kid likes reheated takeout.

The kid eats fine.

But I'll be glad to take any advice you guys might have,

seeing as you're such experienced parents.

I need you to run some ballistics for me

when you're finished having fun.

Where's Dr. Williams?

He's on his way.

I'm not waiting.

Nate is off his meds.

Anything he says is inadmissible.

Um, I arranged for Nate to be placed in a locked facility

while he can get back on his meds and stable.

We'll put him in the jail ward.

Look, he needs care.

She couldn't breathe.

That's what happens when you stab somebody eight times.

Detective.

I know how this looks,

but I don't think Nate killed Sarah.

You're kidding me, right?

Her body's in his room. Her blood is all over his clothes.

But it's not who he is.

As any person with schizophrenia,

he's more likely to hurt himself than somebody else.

I was helping. They told me to help.

How does it help to stick a knife in somebody?

Detective!

The facility's fine. The officers will go with you.

It's okay, Nate. It's okay.

Do you want to blow the case?

Just trying to get a nut-job off the streets.

Then play by the rules.

We don't even know it was him.

People like Nate are more often the victims, not the victimizers.

All right, you know what?

You can tell me to stop snoring,

you can tell me to pick up my underwear,

and you can tell me to change my tie,

but don't tell me how to do my job.

You understand this is best.

You'll have two grownups who know how to do this.

You were doing okay.

Thanks.

I'll wear whatever you want me to. Don't make me go.

It was always temporary, Kayla.

The Grugers are here. Jordan, could you excuse us?

Okay.

Yeah, okay.

I changed my mind. I want her back.

What do I have to do?

We're gonna do a background check.

Criminal record, family history, credit report.

Then we'll visit your home and work,

interview your supervisor and co-workers.

You'll also need someone to write a character reference.

My life under a microscope.

You'll need to fill all of these out.

Okay.

You sure you're up for this?

I guess I have to be.

Absolutely. No, I'm up. I'm ready.

Everything's great. Couldn't be better.

You know I love you, Jordan, but this is a terrible idea.

I didn't ask you how you feel, Garret.

You want me to tell a social worker

you'd make a good foster parent,

you're gonna have to listen to my opinion.

Kayla has no one, Garret. I'm it.

Lots of kids have no one. You gonna take them all in?

What the hell kind of argument is that?

I can't solve homelessness either,

but at least I can give five bucks to the guy in an alleyway.

You don't know the first thing about raising children,

let alone a teenager.

Do you have any idea how difficult they can be?

I know that they're moody and snarky and hormonal.

Over the last two weeks, the things I have seen.

Oh, two weeks and you know it all, huh?

No, but I know she needs me. I know I can do this.

You're obsessive. You're a workaholic.

You have no idea what you're getting into.

Well, did you?

Did you walk away when you figured out how hard it was to be a father?

Oh, sorry, I guess you did.

You are not temperamentally suited to motherhood.

Is that what you're going to tell the social worker?

Wow. After all the crap you put me through this year.

I was always there for you.

Glad to see you've got my back.

[Bug] The rape kit was negative.

What about the resin smudge on her cheek?

It was lip balm, as in for chapped lips.

And since the blood was underneath it...

He kissed her after he killed her.

Right.

Could you pull trace from that?

Working on it.

If we're lucky, we'll find saliva.

But we did find semen.

But if she wasn't raped...

It was commingled with the blood on the floor in her bedroom.

So you mean the killer...

Gave the old one-gun salute.

Played a little five on one.

Boxed the clown?

Okay, she gets it.

DNA's gonna take a while though.

Separating blood from semen

is like pulling molars from a possum.

They have the most teeth of any North American mammal.

I like her.

[sighs]

Pulling DNA won't help us unless we've got something to compare it to.

Well, if we can't interrogate our suspect,

I'll get a warrant for his DNA.

She wants me.

She's crazy for me.

-Patsy Cline. -Willie Nelson.

Ross Perot.

He sang it at his nominating convention.

Oh, hey, good.

Listen, I'm sorry that I snapped at you earlier.

Sometimes, I just get a little...

It's a flaw. I know.

In an otherwise perfect self.

Woody?

-Hey, Lu. -Hey.

Could I talk to you for a second?

Yeah, just...

-I got to get a warrant. -Okay.

I will catch up with you.

Hey. What's up?

I need somebody to write me a letter of recommendation.

For what?

To become a foster parent.

Okay. That's big.

Yeah, it's really big.

Uh, but I'm not really sure that I'm your best choice.

Oh, you too?

You think I'm some kind of freak

who couldn't possibly, in a million years,

have anything to offer a child?

No, it's not that at all. It's just that I...

have a few black marks on my file.

And it probably doesn't help

that I went off the deep end last year.

[cell phone ringing]

Excuse me. Um...

Cavanaugh.

A home visit today?

Excuse me.

Isn't that kind of short notice?

-I'll call you. -Okay, yeah.

No, Carolyn, I understand. That's fine.

No, really.

So I'll see you at 4:00. Bye.

Hey, Nate. I'm Detective Simmons.

Do you remember? Lu?

How are you feeling?

Sometimes it takes a while for the meds to stabilize.

I hate the meds.

I can't play my guitar.

Nate, I need to take a DNA sample.

It doesn't hurt. It's just rubbing a swab inside of your cheek.

Why?

Well, we found some DNA at the crime scene

we'd like to compare it to. Is that okay?

No.

We have to do this, Nate. I have a warrant.

Go away.

She's trying to be nice. This isn't something we need your consent for.

Hey.

Open your mouth, or I'll open it for you.

[clears throat]

Would you open your mouth, please?

Thank you, Nate.

[saw buzzing]

Hey, Jordan.

Are you applying to be Kayla's foster mother?

If you came here to talk me out of it,

you can save your breath.

No. I just want to make sure that you've thought this through.

Yes, I have.

I thought I could make a difference in Kayla's life,

and I thought my friends would be supportive.

Jordan, we are.

Well, you got a funny way of showing it.

You don't think I've got some doubts about this?

What if Garret's right?

What if I'm not temperamentally suited?

Well...

you are the only person in Kayla's life

who knows what she's going through.

You mean about her dad.

Does she talk about him?

No. I tried a couple of times, but she's not ready.

Well, when she is ready, she'll be lucky to have you.

I know. Not exactly a proper bed.

But a two-bedroom just opened up on the sixth floor.

I've put in an application.

So what time do you get off work?

I don't really punch a clock.

Kayla tells me that you're always at home when she gets out of school.

Well, not always.

So How long is she here alone usually?

I can cut back on my hours.

And we're looking into after-school activities.

Okay. Thank you.

That's it?

For now.

I have an interview with Dr. Macy this afternoon.

So did we pass?

Look, I'll be honest.

Your biggest problem is your job.

My job that pays the bills

that will keep her clothed and fed.

Your second problem is that attitude.

What I was gonna say is if you can work out your hours,

I think this is looking good.

Good.

That's good.

It's nice to see you, Kayla.

Yeah, you, too, Miss Macelli.

Bye.

Jordan? A foster parent?

Like, she's officially the girl's mother now?

She's trying to be. That's why she got mad at us.

What a horrible idea.

She could be a great mother. You never know.

Well, You can look at the evidence

and make a pretty good guess.

How many times has she jumped in

to get Macy off your back?

How many times has she covered your work

so you could go do something else?

Are we her friends or aren't we?

Hey.

Any luck with that DNA that we sent over?

Still working on the semen,

but we did pull some saliva from the lip balm.

We're running Nate's DNA against it right now.

That's nice music.

Yeah. It's Nate.

I found it in his CD collection. He's good.

It's a match.

It doesn't prove that Nate killed her,

but he's the one that kissed her cheek after she was dead.

Okay, let's see if his meds have kicked in

and we can get an admissible confession.

Confessions of a Broken Heart.

Lindsay Lohan.

That's not music.

Liberty House not only decreased our property values,

it brought a killer into our community.

Our kids, come here, son, deserve to be safe.

We have over 135 signatures from concerned neighbors

who want Liberty House shut down!

Where are they supposed to go?

Somebody else's neighborhood.

Come on, this happens across the street from where you live,

and you're not gonna have a problem with it?

Sorry. Hell of a day.

We're short a couple of nurses and a patient went into labor.

This door's supposed to be locked.

This is Latham. I need a lockdown on 5E.

Check every room!

I'm gonna grab the back entrance!

I'd tell you if Nate had been here.

He's not safe out there.

Does he have any family in the area?

No, they basically wrote him off after he was diagnosed.

Like they thought schizophrenia was some bad lifestyle choice.

Any idea where he may have gone?

He lived on the street for two years. He could be anywhere.

You let him get away.

We're gonna find him.

Is that before or after he kills somebody else?

This used to be a good neighborhood.

You wanna arrest somebody, arrest him.

He's the one that brought the maniacs here.

Okay, sir, back off.

There are 14 children on the block.

And not one of them feels safe.

You guys are just, what, strolling around

like there's nothing urgent going on here.

Every officer who is on duty

has a picture of Nate Preven.

And they are actively looking for him.

Well, he better not come back here.

And you, just keep the rest of 'em locked up.

And make some real quick plans

to move the nut farm someplace else.

Or what?

Any more problems, give me a call.

I see that Dr. Cavanaugh worked here several years ago

and then abruptly left without even giving notice?

Why?

You'll have to ask her that.

I will.

What's your answer?

I don't have one.

So you just hired her without even discussing it with her?

She happens to be a brilliant M.E.

You're being evasive. Why?

I'm trying to answer your questions.

No, you're not.

Look.

Do you think that Dr. Cavanaugh will make a good foster parent?

Once Jordan decides she wants something,

there's no stopping her.

If she wants to do this, she'll be the best foster parent you've got.

Can it wait, guys?

I'm Nigel Townsend.

Dr. Vijay. We've met.

We'd like to put our two cents worth in.

About Dr. Cavanaugh.

She really cares about this girl.

Which mean she will move heaven and earth

to do right by her.

Because when Jordan's on your side,

she's really, absolutely, completely...

On your side.

You have any specifics on how this is gonna work for Kayla?

Well, um, I mean, we haven't really

spent any time with the girl, so...

But we know Jordan...

It's nice to see Dr. Cavanaugh has so many friends here.

My concern is Kayla.

Excuse me.

DNA'll take a couple more minutes.

Anybody want some coffee?

Half-caff, non-fat cappuccino, please.

Coming right up.

I was kidding.

"No DNA match found." What?

Nate's DNA doesn't match the semen deposit.

So he kissed her, but that's all.

There's nothing putting him in Sarah's room.

And that's where she was killed.

So Nate did not stab Sarah.

[cell phone ringing]

Detective Simmons.

On our way.

[indistinct chatter]

What happened?

I don't know, I drove up and found Nate like this.

Anybody wanna tell me who's responsible for this?

All right.

Let me tell you that you beat up the wrong guy.

Nate Preven did not kill Sarah.

Says who?

What the hell are you trying to pull?

It was not a stranger crime.

Whoever killed Sarah is probably right here.

In this community.

One of your neighbors.

Maybe it was you.

Hey!

It's all right. It's all right, let him go.

Call up Nigel.

Have him meet us at the E.R.

We'll pull trace off of Nate.

See if we can nail the bastard who beat him up.

I know who my money's on.

Hi!

Hey.

What are you doing?

If you can do something huge for me,

the least I can do is help out some.

Thanks. But, I mean...

Don't feel like you have to. You're not a servant.

I know how to do this stuff.

I used to do it all the time.

For my dad.

Oh.

Dad was kind of...

not neat.

And I know that, um, he got mixed up in some bad stuff.

But we did okay, me and him.

He was a good dad.

I miss him.

I know.

I know.

[knocking at door]

Ignore it.

No, I have...

I gotta blow my nose anyway.

Bad timing for a surprise visit.

Yeah, well, can I speak to you?

Out here?

I could tell Kayla if you don't want to.

No, that's okay, I can do it.

Uh...

So, um, what happens next?

I think you know the answer to that.

But my mom's dead. She died when I was three.

My dad told me.

No, she's been living in Vermont.

Dealing with some personal issues.

She wants you to come live with her.

My dad wouldn't lie to me about that.

I don't know why he said what he did,

but it wasn't true.

He must have had a good reason, then.

Something must be real wrong with her.

She's coming to Boston. She'll be here tomorrow.

I don't care! I'm not going with her.

I don't even know her.

Let's get to know her

and then we'll see where we are, okay?

Please, Jordan.

Don't make me go.

[sobbing] I wanna stay with you. Please.

Just let me stay with you.

What about John Fahey? 'Cause I've always loved him.

You ever hear the Blind Joe Death album?

Why'd you run, Nate?

I can't stand hospitals.

I was going to get my stuff.

And take off.

Skin under the nails.

Nate, the evidence is telling us that you didn't kill Sarah.

We need your help to figure out who did.

Sarah was nice to me.

She gave me the CDs.

The CDs we found in your room.

The ones with her name on them.

Do you know who gave them to her?

Someone with bad taste in music.

Do you know if anybody on the block had a thing for Sarah?

Sarah and her Dad

were the only ones who would talk to me.

You know who attacked you?

Somebody hit me from behind.

I tried to fight back.

You find enough to pull a DNA profile on whoever did this?

Plenty.

I was trying to help Sarah.

But she was dead.

And I kissed her.

John Fahey, he's pretty good.

I like his stuff.

Where's Kayla?

School.

I'm Jordan Cavanaugh.

Lori Dawson. Kayla's mother.

Thank you for taking care of her.

So, where have you been all of her life?

This is not appropriate.

But it's appropriate to hand the kid over to the mother

who abandoned her, what, 13 years ago?

The department asks these questions.

It's okay.

I was 17 years old when I got pregnant.

Not much older than Kayla is now.

Eddie and I were way too young to have children.

So that's why you walked out?

By the time I was 19, I was an addict.

I have been in recovery for a year and a half.

And I wanna be a mother to my daughter.

So where have you been for that year and a half?

I've tried to see Kayla.

Eddie wouldn't let me. He kept moving her.

And I have been looking for her ever since.

Well, Kayla doesn't wanna see you.

She's a minor. She doesn't have a choice.

She's old enough to have a say.

What are my options?

You've got one.

You bring Kayla here right after school.

Or I'm gonna have to involve the police.

I'll get a lawyer, I'll fight it.

You've known the girl a few weeks.

No court's gonna side with you against her mother.

Her drug addict mother.

Is that what you want Kayla to hear?

Your lawyer ripping her mother apart?

Making her a monster in Kayla's eyes.

So that even if you do get custody,

you're the one who shredded her mom.

Look, she wants to stay with me.

Now that her mother's alive, how long do you think that'll last?

Tomorrow, or next week or next year, she's gonna wanna know her mom.

What are you gonna do then?

Well, if that's what she wants, I'm not gonna stand in her way.

Isn't that what you're doing now?

No, she doesn't wanna go!

But she's a child.

Who's had to raise herself.

Who's had to be a grownup her whole life.

She deserves to be taken care of now.

Who says her mother can't do that?

It was just starting to go well, Garret.

She was just opening up to me.

Okay, then you did good.

No, I'm not a quitter.

This isn't about quitting, Jordan.

It's about letting go.

You're lucky.

Getting a second chance to know your mom.

Even though it doesn't feel like it right now.

But one day you'll realize what a gift that is.

What do I say to her?

Well, what do you want to say to her?

I know she has a lot of stuff she wants to tell you.

Yeah, like what?

Like why she walked out on me and never looked back?

Like why my dad felt she was so horrible

that he had to tell me she was dead?

You can ask all those things.

You don't want me.

You're relieved, aren't you?

Now you can go back to living your life the way it was.

No.

Kayla, no!

You're in my life now.

Your mom's moving back here

so you can stay in the same school and have the same friends.

And I hope to be one of them.

Okay?

Okay?

I got no problems admitting I was wrong.

The schizo did not do it.

You could just as easily have said, "The guitarist did not do it."

Or, "The musician did not do it."

-Or, the nut job, or... -All right, enough.

You're just trying to get a rise out of me.

I'm sorry, Detective Simmons.

Or should I say Doctor or Ma'am?

Or honeycakes?

You know, if anyone's crazy around here, it's you.

Good news, bad news.

And I suppose you could call it bad news, bad news,

depending on how you look at it.

[Woody] We'll take any news.

Bad news first.

I easily extracted DNA from the skin we found under Nate's fingernails.

That's good news.

Except for the fact that it doesn't match

the DNA I pulled off of Jerry Miller's cigarette.

Or anyone else in the database, for that matter.

We're gonna have to get DNA samples

from everybody in the neighborhood.

Don't you want to hear the good news?

I thought we already got it.

While I was waiting on the results,

I decided to check Miller's DNA

against the semen we found in Sarah's room.

You know, just to be thorough.

-Mmm-hmm. -And I'm always thorough.

Did it match?

Afraid not.

More bad news.

Except that the two samples were a near match.

Near match, what does that get us?

Well, without getting all technical, what it tells us

is that Sarah's killer

is a close male relative of...

the cigarette tosser.

[Jerry Miller] Eric had nothing to do with beating up that schizo.

[Woody] I see what you mean, "schizo" sounds so bad when he says it.

[Simmons] Mr. Miller, we're arresting your son

for the murder of Sarah Burdick.

That's your arrest warrant.

We'll get this straightened out, son.

We also got a search warrant.

You'll see one of the items listed is your son's MP3 player.

What are you doing? What are you talking about?

Ah, Sexy Songs for Sarah.

Sarah's Love Mix.

Sarah's Make-out Mix.

You want me to go on?

So what happened, Eric?

You made this music for Sarah

and she turned around and gave it to the crazy guy?

He probably stole the CDs.

Mr. Burdick gave him the run of the yard.

I told Burdick to keep the psycho away from his daughter.

Do you understand what's going on here?

Nate Preven did not kill that girl, your son did.

That's not possible, Eric and Sarah were friends.

She liked the lunatic more than she liked you, didn't she?

[Simmons] She took your carefully compiled love songs

and gave them to Nate.

She betrayed you.

Don't say anything else, Eric.

I'm getting a lawyer.

That's a good idea. [snaps fingers]

You're still under arrest, Eric.

But we won't ask him any more questions until a lawyer gets here.

[door opening]

[sobbing]

Son.

Son, it's gonna be all right.

But Dr. Williams says that you're responding better

to the new dose of meds.

It'll never be enough.

I'll never be like what I used to.

Nate, just because you aren't that person anymore

doesn't mean that you have to have a crappy life.

[knocking on door]

Hey.

Heard you're gonna be here for another couple days

and I thought you might want this.

No, the meds ruin it.

The demons in my head are music.

When no demons, then no music.

I'm sorry, Nate,

that you have such a rotten choice.

And I'm sorry that I was such a jerk.

Yeah, you were.

If the music is there,

it's there.

["Save Me" playing]

* You look like *

* A perfect fit *

* For a girl in need *

* Of a tourniquet *

* But can you save me *

* Come on and save me *

* If you could save me *

* From the ranks of the freaks Who suspect *

* They could never Love anyone *

* 'Cause I can tell *

* You know what it's like *

* The long farewell Of the hunger strike *

[Woody] Hey.

Hi.

I, uh, brought you this.

What is it?

The letter you asked me to write.

The character reference.

Oh, thanks, but I don't really need it anymore.

Yeah, I heard.

I'm very sorry about that.

It wasn't meant to be.

Well, read it anyway.

Thanks, I needed this.

You're gonna make a great mom, Jordan.

Whenever it's meant to be.

Come on, let me take you out for dinner.

You have plans.

Yeah, but I'll cancel.

No. No, go ahead.

I... I should probably stay here

and try to process all of this.

You sure?

Yeah.

Go ahead.

* Come on and save me *

* Why don't you save me *

[theme music playing]