Original subtitles

[Tay] Previously on � Lincoln Heights:

- It's for you. � - That's beautiful.

[gasps]

Oh, my God. � Johnny, I am so sorry.

[Eddie] Johnny Nightingale � was in a hit-and-run accident � this evening.

He died at the scene.

If anything happens � to Jarone...

- [Eddie] It won't. � - You have got to protect him. � You owe that to him.

You owe that to this family.

That's somewhere in the � neighborhood of $100,000.

- [Cassie] Is it real money? � - Who would have left this?

Jenn, that money � was from our attic.

When we evacuated � after the earthquake, � and I sent you upstairs,

- did anyone go to the attic? � - [Cassie] I think Charles � went up there.

Mr. Sutton, that money � you found on your porch...

...I took it.

I already know.

- He made a mistake. � - He kept a secret from me.

If you love him, � you accept him, � warts and all.

[bells chime]

- Hey, Lizzie. � - Johnny, uh...

You look great. � Where have you been hiding?

I've been working � on something for you.

- Hope you got a green thumb. � - Why? What is it?

[sighs]

Johnny, it's beautiful.

But... I don't � want to drop it.

Don't worry, � you won't.

- How does it look, Charles? � - [Charles] Looking good, � Cassie.

[Jenn] You all right, � Lizzie?

I dreamt about Johnny � Nightingale last night.

- It was so real. � He was right there. � - Freaky.

- What was it about? � - Remember that � flower pot he gave me?

Oh, how could I forget?

You dropped it right � in front of him, poor guy.

He gave me another one and � this time I didn't drop it.

- And then I woke up. � - That's Dream Analysis 101.

You felt guilty � for breaking it,

so your mind did a do-over � with a happy ending.

[Nate Ray] Dear Dad, � Your letter put � a real smile on my face.

First one since I've been here.

Afghanistan is no joke.

Rough terrain and few roads � in the Helmand province.

We're under threat � from all sides at all times.

But our tactics are sound � and our spirits are high.

Hey, everyone. We got � another letter from Nate Ray.

Sounds kind of homesick. � His unit's transferring � to Musa Qaleh.

He wrote something � to each of you.

And now... � I got some not-so-good news.

- Eddie, what's going on? � - This may come as a shock.

When I was at the precinct � today, I found out...

...we got the money!

- What?! � - Oh, my God.

- We're rich! � - For real?

- You scared me. � - I did, didn't I?

How did you get it back, Dad?

The precinct released it � after Charles confessed � to finding it in our attic.

- I can't wait to tell him. � - Can I get a raise � on my allowance?

- I need a new computer. � - No one's getting a dime yet.

Your mother and I � already discussed this. � We're putting it in the bank.

- For how long? � - Until we find out � who it belongs to.

It was in our attic, � but who put it there?

- So we're not � keeping any of it? � - I didn't say that.

Now, brighten up. We almost got � $100,000 in the bank. � That's cause for celebration!

- We can't spend it. � What's to celebrate? � - [cell phone rings]

Hello? Dana, what's wrong?

Dana again.

All right, I'll be right over.

It's Jarone.

Dana thinks he might be with � guys from the Grape Street gang.

- I know it's always something. � - We're in the middle � of breakfast.

Sorry, Jenn, but he's not � picking up his cell phone.

This boy's gonna � get himself arrested. � I gotta go.

[woman] �� The city � never sleeps ��

�� You got to live � to your own beat ��

�� So easy come � and easy go ��

�� What is home? ��

[chorus vocalizing]

�� Home ����

A neighbor said she saw Jarone � around Twelfth and Waverly.

- Almost there. � - [sighs]

You know I had to put him in � continuation school last year?

If he gets kicked out, � he's out of luck.

Let's not give up on him yet.

Ever since Nate Ray left, � he's been skipping class,

hanging out in the streets. � I'm at my wit's end.

Jarone keep in touch with him?

Nate Ray writes him � all the time.

His letters are nice.

Not nice enough to keep � Jarone out of trouble.

Trouble ain't leaving � the Heights. � It's a rough place to grow up.

Maybe the solution is � getting Jarone away from here.

I'm trying, Eddie.

I found a private school � that's willing to help.

Clear Signs. � Now, Jarone wants to go.

The only thing holding him back � is I can't afford it.

That's him over there.

- [Eddie] Yeah, that's him. � - [Dana] What's he doing?

- Jarone! � - [Eddie] Dana, � let me handle this.

All right, get up. � Up against the wall.

I don't want to see any of you � hanging around here again. � You hear me?

- Get out of here. � - What are you doing � with those thugs?

- Nothing! � - What happened to our deal?

Be at our house for Sunday � dinner. You quit coming.

- No one wanted me there. � - That's not true.

- That's what it felt like. � - Well, you got it wrong.

Starting tonight, you're coming. � I'll pick you up before dinner.

Now get in the car.

You heard him.

[Charles] "Beat Cop � Finds 100 Grand".

[Sage] What are you going � to do with that money?

I can see you � in a convertible Benz.

We're not going crazy � with it yet.

My dad wants to find � the real owner.

He's such a Boy Scout. � Gotta love him.

My dad's just glad Charles � finally gave the money back.

I wish I never took it � in the first place.

I was so stressed � during the police search. � I just knew they'd find it.

You guys read the bio paper?

Hold on. Why couldn't � the police find it?

I hid it with a neighbor.

It was in a toolbox � so they didn't know what it was.

- Can I see your homework? � - What neighbor?

- Just a neighbor upstairs. � - Who would you trust � with that much money?

I hid it with Sage.

The cops were coming. � What could I do?

You could have told me.

This is exactly why � I didn't tell you.

- You're pissed. � - It's not Sage knowing � that bothers me.

Could've fooled me.

It's just when I think � I can trust you,

I learn something else � you hid from me.

[boy] Simone, � can I talk to you?

[bell rings]

[unintelligible]

[girl] Hey, girl, how you been? � I haven't seen you in awhile.

- Why don't you go talk to him? � - What?

That's what a friend � once told me.

Oh, so now we're friends?

I'm giving you advice, � aren't I?

- He's cute. You... � Do you know him? � - [Lizzie] Yeah.

Andrew and I volunteer at � the Lincoln Heights Outreach.

So what's the problem? Do you � have a boyfriend or something?

Not anymore. Um...

- He... He died. � - Oh. Damn, that's harsh.

Yeah, and I've been having � these dreams about him � every night.

It's weird.

I've been taking � catnaps at lunch � just so I can see him.

Yeah, that's weird.

I just... I don't know � what to do about it.

I'm starting to think � I'm crazy.

Cut yourself a break. � I mean...

Losing your boyfriend, � who can say how you � should react to that, you know?

I will tell you one thing: � if you like that guy,

you should go talk to him.

[locker closes]

�� Take it, take, � take it take it ��

[chatter]

- [girl] Hey, what's up? � - [boy] Ladies.

Do you really � have to sit here?

Do you know how many people � would pay for the Prom Queen � to sit with them?

Ice me out if it � makes you happy,

but the only thing I'm guilty of � is being a friend to Charles.

You should try it sometime.

And for the record, � I don't want your boyfriend.

I have my own.

Congratulations.

Look, Charles � is the one who lied.

OK? So take up your � trust issues with him, � but don't blame me.

Wait, Sage.

You're right.

I won't pay you, � but will you sit back down?

It's like that earthquake � that hit Lincoln Heights.

It shook up � Charles and me, too.

Well, if there's one thing � I learned from my � tragically messed up parents,

some people grow together, � and some grow apart.

I'm not saying � that you and Charles

can't make it back � to Cassie-land bliss.

But maybe you all � just need some space.

Hmm. You mean break up?

Not break up, just a break.

Go out with friends � some night.

Tad, my new boyfriend, � his friend, Serge, is in town.

We're going to a club � tomorrow night. Come.

The four of us? � I don't know.

- I don't want Charles to � think it's a double date. � - It's not.

You just need a little � breathing room.

But hey, if it stresses you out � to have fun with other people,

fine, don't come. � It's your call.

Lizzie?

[Lizzie dreaming] � I've missed you, Johnny.

[calliope music]

High school's no fun � without you.

In one week, � I made four friends,

which turned into � three friends and one enemy

and became the equivalent to � one friend and three frenemies.

Which equals the square root � of high school sucks?

This is great, Lizzie. � Riding horses with you...

We've never done this.

But we're just � going around in circles.

You want to go � somewhere else, � just say the word.

[Andrew] Lizzie? � Lizzie Sutton.

Oh, Andrew.

Hey. I was up late � studying last night.

Better not fall asleep when � I give you Spanish lessons.

- I won't if you're not boring. � - Fair enough.

I got something cool � I want to show you.

- What? � - It's a surprise.

You woke me up � to tell me that?

See you at the Outreach � tomorrow night?

The Teen Dance. � You're going, right?

I'll show you then.

- This better be good. � - It is.

Hasta luego, Lizzie Van Winkle.

Mmm-mmm, something smells good.

Hey, Jarone, why don't � you get washed up

and help set the table. � Dinner should be ready � in a couple of minutes.

Tay, come here a sec.

So listen, Jarone's here � for dinner. You guys are � friends, right?

No. We used to be.

- What happened? � - I'm not supposed to be � around him.

- Where'd you get that idea? � - Mom thinks he's with a gang.

Look, I'll handle Mom. � Just go talk to him. Make him � feel at home, all right?

[sighs]

J-Man, good to see you. � I like that shirt.

Yeah, thanks.

Did your dad tell you � to be nice to me?

Sort of.

But you've always been � cool with me.

Hey, help me � grab some plates.

You told me you were OK � with him coming to dinner.

I just don't think � it's a good idea � for a school night.

- Why did you say OK? � - What did you expect me � to say at the last minute?

Look, Eddie, don't we � have enough drama � with our own kids?

Jarone's part of the family � that helped raise me.

And my oldest son's brother. � I can't turn my back on him.

- Why do you have � to involve Tay? � - Jarone needs a friend.

Someone who won't get him � into trouble. He can come � to the house, do his homework

and get a good meal while Dana's � working at the clinic.

Eddie, I'm not feeling well. � You might want to get into this, � but I'm gonna go lie down.

- You need me to � bring you something? � - Thanks. I'm not hungry.

Besides, it's spaghetti, � it's your specialty. � You can handle it.

[Eddie] Hey, guys, � dinner's ready.

Mom missed a good dinner.

- One of my favorites. � - Mine, too.

- Mine three. � - What about you, Jarone?

It's real good.

What happened � to Mrs. Sutton?

- She doesn't like spaghetti? � - Oh, she does.

She's just a little � tired tonight.

Hey. Who wants � to watch a movie?

Oh, no. Not me, � I'm going to bed.

- What are you talking about? � It's only 8:00. � - I'm sleepy. Good night.

Oh, I don't feel like a movie, � Dad. I have some reading � to catch up on.

- Boys? � - Jarone wants to hear � some of my music.

Come on.

I know who that's from. � He wrote me, too.

You want to hear it?

"Hey, Tay. You've been � on my mind these days."

[Nate Ray] Sometimes, � all I hear is the noise of war:

guns, RPG's, choppers.

At night, when it's quiet, � I still hear it,

so I pretend it's music � drumming in my head.

How's the music going?

Hope you're composing � better stuff than I am.

I never thought I'd say this, � but... I miss him.

Me, too.

He taught me how to play � Texas Hold'em.

They play it in the Army. � He teach you?

No.

Maybe he would have, but... � I was kind of hard on him.

I heard. He still thought � you were OK.

- He likes your music. � - He said that?

You want to hear it?

Definitely.

[rap music]

- I like it. Ne-Yo meets Kanye. � - Spit something real quick.

�� Hey three a.m. ��

�� That's when I hear it again ��

�� That pounding in my head ��

�� And I pray that I'm deep � in a sleep with no end ��

�� My bullet is my friend � Together we defend ��

[both] �� We're gonna start � a turf war ��

- �� My bullet is my friend �� � - [both] �� Together we defend ��

�� My bullet is my friend � Together we defend ��

- [Jarone] �� Hey �� � - Hey. Hey, enough.

That's enough.

I'm sorry, but I don't � like what I'm hearing.

Jarone, Tay, do you � realize what you're saying?

- Yeah, we do. � - I don't think so.

"My bullet is my friend"?

- [sighs] � - Tay, we taught you � better than that.

You know, it's late. � You guys have school � tomorrow.

Jarone, it's time � you went home.

He was just riffing off � Nate Ray's letter.

No problem. I'm outta here.

No, Jarone, wait.

I know you guys look up � to gangster rappers,

but your brother is the type � of hero you should emulate.

- Whatever. � - He's doing something � positive with his life.

You should � think about trying � to follow his example.

Yeah, I hear you.

- See you, Tay. � - See you tomorrow, Ja.

We can pick it back up then.

Way to kill a party, Mom.

Hey, slow down, chica.

Oh, hey, Andrew, � I can't talk.

- Oh, are you late for class? � - Overslept.

- You're late, too. � - Me? No. I've got a free.

Can I ask you a question?

Uh-oh, sounds serious.

It is.

See, I have this...

- ...friend. � - Boyfriend, got it.

More like former boyfriend.

He just recently came back � in my life and...

...he's been...

- Making you late for school? � - Yes!

And I still care about him.

But I can't be � in a relationship with him.

Look, I've been there, � done that,

and now that I'm single � and available,

I can tell you that � you need to tell this ex,

"Dude, you're awesome,

but I've moved on to Andrew".

Or just "moved on".

You have moved on, � haven't you?

Um...

You know, I gotta... � I gotta go to class.

[sighs]

- [phone vibrates] � - By stopping the clocks, � stopping time,

Miss Havisham � stops her life.

Poor Miss Havisham, � scammed by her fiancé,

chooses to wallow in her misery, � anger and humiliation.

If you ask me, the old bat � should've gone out more.

- [bell rings] � - OK. We'll pick up tomorrow � with the next two chapters.

Make sure � you do your reading.

[chatter]

[cell phone chimes]

Jenn, we need to talk.

I'm busy now. � Give me five minutes?

No. Now. � We need to talk about � what you told my son.

What do you mean?

You told my son to join � the Army.

Honestly, I don't know � what you're talking about.

All I did was � object to his lyrics.

No, you told Jarone � to be like his brother.

Would that be so bad?

The battlefield is all � my sons are good for?

Jarone misunderstood � what I was saying.

And what were you saying?

That he needs to be � more productive.

And being productive means what? � Putting on a uniform?

Better than what he's doing.

How would you feel � if Tay came home one day

and decided he wants to � strap on some combat boots � and step to Afghanistan?

I have a crowded waiting room.

And we can do this another time.

I used to think you changed.

But no.

You still that same old � Jennifer Bradshaw

riding on a high horse

in her pearls and fancy tutu.

- She think she better than us. � - Dana...

Dana, this is not about � me being better than you.

We wouldn't be having this talk � if you controlled your son.

- Is that how you see it? � - It's hard being � a single mother,

but you can't use my husband � to solve your problems.

When your husband was being � raised by a single parent,

it was my family � that took him in.

Now, maybe you didn't � get the memo,

- but family isn't just blood. � - [Jenn] You know what?

I may not be able � to get you out of my life,

but I can get you � out of my clinic.

- What, are you � kicking me out? � - There's the door. Use it.

[scoffs]

And now � I'm this tutu-wearing � high-horse-riding snob.

And I wear pearls. � Can you believe � she said that?

OK, first, � put down the knife

and back away � from the vegetables. � Now, here's the thing.

I know � you're not that way.

But you two have a history, � and I can see where Dana � might get that idea.

Eddie, � how can you say that?

- You judge Jarone, � because he's not like our kids. � - I'm not.

I don't think � that we're better � than they are,

but Jarone is trouble.

As much as I empathize, � I do not want him � bringing Tay down with him.

- How can you take Dana's side? � - I'm not taking any side.

But, I...

I should get home.

- See you, Tay. � - [Jenn] Jarone, wait. Wait.

Jarone...

Nice going, Mom. Again.

[dog barking]

[doorbell chimes]

Hi.

We're going to a dance club, � not a sports club.

Relax. It's my little � Get-Out-Of-The-House outfit.

- I told my parents I was � coming here to study. � - [Sage] Oh.

So much nicer.

Whoa, that's a lot of money.

Yeah, well, � I'm a child of divorce.

I know � how to work the system.

- The system? � - Mom.

So, anyway, the club is � this really cool new spot � on the other side of town.

We'll have � no problem getting in, � I know the bouncer.

[knocking at door]

[giggles]

Hi.

Cassie, meet Tad and Serge.

- What's up, Cassie. � - Nice to meet you.

Sage, you didn't tell us � your friend was smoking.

- Really nice to meet you. � - Thanks.

- I mean really, really... � - She gets it, dude.

Check it out. � We brought something � to kick off the night.

- I'll get some glasses. � - All right.

So, Cassie, � are you a model?

- [door closes] � - Me? No. Are you kidding?

I mean, you must work out, � like, all the time.

Oh, my God. Seriously, � you're embarrassing yourself.

It's OK. I'm gonna help Sage � with those glasses.

Does Serge think I'm gonna � get with him or something?

- I don't want to give him � the wrong idea. � - Don't worry.

Tad told him you have � a serious boyfriend.

- I don't want him to think... � - He doesn't think. � He's just pretty.

Now here. Relax.

Tonight is about fun.

[techno music playing]

I'm going to the bar. � Who wants drinks?

Oh. Water for me. � Cassie, what do you want?

Charles.

Is that one of those � fruity umbrella drinks?

Sage, it's Charles.

�� Give it to me boy � Everybody ��

OK, here's what you do. � It's your night out. � You ignore him.

Or ignore me.

�� Don't say you ever � get what you want ��

What are you doing here?

Scott's friends saw you � and called me.

They said you were with Sage � and some weird guys.

- You don't trust me? � - That's not it.

This club gets rowdy. � I just wanted to make sure � you're OK.

Charles, I'm fine. � You don't need � to check up on me.

Who's that?

Nobody. Who are they?

I don't know, � they're Scott's friends.

Sorry to steal your girlfriend, � Charles, but she's mine tonight.

I should've listened � to you.

They don't call me � "Sage" for nothing.

�� Give it to me now � Give it to me now ��

�� Give it to me boy � Everybody ��

�� Give it to me now � Give it to me now ��

�� Give it to me � Everybody ��

�� Every time � you watch me move ��

�� You know I want you � to feel my groove ��

[pop music plays]

�� What's your fantasy? ��

- Wow, Lizzie, � you look amazing. � - Thank you. So do you.

- So you good at dancing? � - I'm OK. How about you?

I try. � There are other things � that I do better.

So, when are you � going to show me?

After I show you that � surprise I promised.

Come here.

�� I'm talking 'bout � candlelight ��

See anybody you recognize?

[Lizzie] Oh! Gabriel!

- Wow. � - It just came in the other day.

Thanks. I'm glad to know � they got to Mexico safely.

[hip hop music]

This is a cool song. � Want to try?

Yeah.

�� I want you � to move your body ��

�� Hey, hey, hey, hey ��

�� I want you � to move your body ��

�� Move your body ��

�� When I say "move" � Move your body ��

- �� Move your body �� � - �� Go, go, go ��

�� When I say "move" � Move your body ��

- �� Move your body �� � - �� Go, go, go ��

- �� Move! Move! Move! Move! �� � - �� Go 'head, go 'head, � go 'head, go 'head ��

- �� Move! Move! �� � - �� Go 'head, go 'head ��

- �� Move your body �� � - �� Go, go, go, go ��

�� First of all, � let's get it straight ��

�� I know you came to move � and don't hesitate ��

�� The party is loud � and the place is packed ��

�� There's a lot � of lonely shorties � hanging out in the back ��

- �� They wanna, they wanna �� � - �� Move! Move! ��

- �� They wanna, they wanna �� � - �� Move! Move! ��

- �� They wanna, they wanna �� � - �� Move! Move! ��

�� Move your body ��

[crowd chants] Go Lizzie! � Go Lizzie!

Go Lizzie! Go Lizzie! � Go Lizzie! Go Lizzie!

Go Lizzie! Go Lizzie!

[crowd cheering]

�� Move your body ��

�� When I say "move" � Move your body ��

- �� Move, move, move �� � - �� Go! Go! Go! ��

�� When I say "move" � Move your body ��

- [girl #2] Go get it! � - [boy #2] Yeah, that was cool.

- We're really good together. � - Yeah, we are.

If there's anything � you do better than this, � I'd really like to know.

[slow music plays]

- I'm sorry. � I thought that we... � - No. It's not you.

It's... It's me.

I'm sorry. I really � don't know how to do this.

Please don't be hurt, � I gotta go.

�� Someday everything � will be all right ��

�� And then maybe you'll see ��

�� You got the world � inside your hands ��

�� Love is gonna be � your friend ��

�� And hope � Hope is gonna hold your hand ��

�� Again maybe you'll see ��

�� There is more to life ��

[dancehall reggae plays]

Serge, have you seen � Sage and Tad?

- What? � - Sage and Tad.

Where are they?

�� I just wanna hear you say ��

I'm not feeling so well. � I'm gonna go to the bathroom.

�� I just wanna hear you say ��

Sage? You in here?

Sage?

What are you doing in here?

We didn't get � to finish our dance.

Yeah, we did. � Can you get out?

- Come on, don't back out now. � - Back out of what?

You got a boyfriend, � but you don't wanna get caught.

- No one's gonna catch us. � - [Sage] Cassie?

- [Cassie grunts] � - [Serge groans]

Oh! You didn't have to do that.

- Oh, my God. � - Ahh!

- Are you OK? � - Yeah, just a little freaked.

Come on, � let's get out of here.

[slow music playing]

Glad you came back. � May I have this dance?

I want to, but...

Don't tell me, the ex again?

This was our song.

I haven't talked � to him yet and...

You wanted to talk?

Johnny, I'm having � the time of my life.

I'm having the time � of my afterlife.

But I don't think � I should see you anymore.

I know. � You want me to leave.

I need you to leave...

...but I want you � to stay.

[car approaching]

[Nate Ray] Lizzie, � I know you worry,

but so far, � luck has been with me

and I've stayed � out of harm's way.

Several of my buddies � haven't been as lucky.

You wrote about � your friend, Johnny.

But life is what it is and � you can't predict the future.

All I know is...

...you have to � be grateful for every day

and be there � for the people you love.

- [door creaks] � - [Eddie] Knock, knock.

- I saw your light was on. � - Hey, Dad.

How was the dance?

It was all right. � But I left early.

Why?

I keep thinking about Johnny. � And I don't want to anymore.

Mom told me about that.

It's crazy. I mean, � I know these dreams � aren't real.

But your feelings are.

I still think about him � all the time.

I mean, I never � got to say goodbye.

Maybe that's why you're � having these dreams.

I tell him to go away, � but he just won't.

Baby, it's not Johnny.

You need to let him go.

And when you're ready, � you will.

Why don't you try � to get some sleep?

Thanks, Dad, but...

...if it's OK, I think � I'll go watch some TV.

All right.

- [telephone rings] � - All I said was, � I'm not feeling well.

And his caveman brain � decided that meant "I want � to hook up in the bathroom"?

- What a freak show. � - Yeah.

I heard about what happened � at the club. Are you OK?

It's nice of you � to come by, Charles, � but I'm fine, really.

You better watch yourself � around her. She's dangerous.

Look, I'm really sorry � for not telling you � everything.

I should have given you � your space tonight.

I want you to be able � to trust me.

Charles, � some people grow together � and some people grow apart.

Right now, I don't know � which way we're going.

Well, wherever you are, � that's where I want to go.

I'll do � whatever it takes.

[doorbell chimes]

Eddie.

- We picked up your kid � and his friend on Waverly. � - Grape Street turf.

We would've taken them to � the precinct, there's a curfew.

He won't be going there again. � Guaranteed.

If we catch them in � the vicinity again, � we'll have to book them.

I appreciate it. Thanks.

- [Officer] Your son's inside. � - See?

Jarone, � if I told you once...

- We weren't doing nothing! � - We were hanging out, talking.

In a dangerous place � you had no business being.

Tay, what were you thinking? � Why didn't you come back � to the house at curfew?

- Mom kicked us out. � - No, she kicked me out.

That sounds � about right to me.

Listen, everybody, � just calm down.

I told you this was � going to happen.

See, there you go again, � jumping to conclusions � and judging.

[Lizzie] � Mom, Dad, come quick!

[female reporter] U.S. troops � came under fire

from Taliban insurgents � near Musa Qaleh in � the Helmand province.

Two US soldiers and � five Afghan civilians

have been reported � killed in the action.

- Isn't that where � Nate Ray is stationed? � - Yeah.

Reports are still sketchy, � but the insurgents � apparently attacked

a heavily armed supply convoy � of the 83rd Airborne Division.

Fighting in this area � has increased as Afghan � and US soldiers

attempt to regain control � of the mountainous region � of this Pakistani border.

Names of the fallen soldiers � have not yet been released.

We are waiting � further details.

OK, thank you.

[phone beeps off]

The Rear Detachment said � he'd be in touch.

I finished checking � my e-mail. No word.

This waiting is unbearable.

You e-mailed Nate Ray and � told him I was here, right?

- In case he calls... � - Don't worry. � He'll get the message.

[scoffs] Blew my mind � when he sent us this TV.

I never thought we'd � be watching it, waiting...

[ringing]

- Hello? � - It's me. Did I wake you?

No, it's OK. What's wrong?

Nate Ray's unit was attacked. � We can't reach him.

And the Army isn't giving � any information yet.

- I'm really sorry. � - I know it's late, � I shouldn't have called.

Cassie, it's OK. � I'm glad you did.

Keep me posted, OK?

OK. Bye.

You'd think they'd let � the families know something.

I just got my son back.

God, please, � don't take him from me now.

More tea?

Thanks.

[dog barking]

- [car approaching] � - [Jenn sighs]

[doorbell]

Who's at the door?

I'll get it. � [clears throat]

It's OK.

- Charles. � - Oh, praise God.

I couldn't sleep after you � called. I wanted to be here.

I'm sorry � I scared everyone.

That's OK. You made up for it � with the donuts.

[exhales]

Thanks for coming.

Oh, Nate Ray's letter. � I was wondering � where that was.

I hadn't read my part yet.

Oh, here, Mom.

[Nate Ray] Jenn, it took me � coming to a war zone

to work up the courage � to tell you,

you're like � a second mother to me.

My biological mom � gave me life,

and I love her � with all my heart.

But for all intents � and purposes,

you did the same � when you saved my life.

So, for that I thank you.

Your other son, � Nathaniel Ray.

[sighs] I can't imagine � what you must be going through.

You know, � I think maybe you can.

[telephone rings]

Hello?

This is his father.

What kind of injury?

I see.

Thank you for the call, � Colonel.

You, too.

- [phone beeps off] � - What did he say?

Nate Ray's been wounded...

...and he's in surgery.

The colonel doesn't know � the extent of it.

- What kind of injury? � - He doesn't know that either.

He'll call when he knows � something. We just have to wait.

How come no one's � saying anything?

We should be happy. � Nate Ray's alive.

Thank God.

He's going to be OK.

I just know he is.

I know it.

You don't have to do this, � Lizzie.

- Do what? � - Say goodbye.

I know that's why � you're here.

Johnny...

All right.

All right. � Promise me one thing?

- Anything. � - Don't forget me.

Never, ever.

Goodbye, Johnny Nightingale.

[girls laughing]

Sorry I... � I walked out last night.

Yeah. Me, too.

Nobody else dances like you. � They kind of went downhill � after you left.

Why'd you run off?

I had to say goodbye � to somebody.

So, you finally worked up � the nerve to tell him?

- Yeah. � - How'd it go?

It was a lot harder than � I thought it would be.

So it's not over yet?

Yeah. Yeah, it is.

How do you know?

I'm glad we're cooking. � It keeps me from � worrying so much.

Starting tomorrow, you won't � have much time to worry.

You'll be too busy � as the clinic's new � office assistant.

Are you serious?

Thank you, Jenn. � Really.

Did you tell her � the other good news?

- There's more? � - You tell her.

Jenn and I talked it over.

We're going to use � some money from our attic

to get Jarone started � at Clear Signs.

What? No. Uh-uh. � You have a mortgage.

And Cassie's going � to college next year. No.

And you have a son who � could really benefit from � a program outside the city.

Oh, my God.

I don't know what to say, � except thank you.

And that's more than enough.

Let's eat.

We are grateful for this meal, � for our family, health, � and good fortune,

and most of all � for the safety � of our son, brother,

and brave soldier � so far away.

Amen.

[all] Amen.

Jarone, you're going � to Clear Signs.

- For real? � - Mm-hmm.

No. You can't afford it.

The Suttons are helping out. � Isn't that wonderful?

Make us proud.

Like my brother.

I'm gonna try to be � more like him.

[indistinct chatter]

[machine beeping]

[Nate Ray] � Nobody wants to fight.

We do it hoping � something good comes of it.

And if we're lucky, � something good will.