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[Cassie] Previously on � Lincoln Heights:

- [glass shatters] � - What's that?!

[Cyd] This is my house! � My grandma's house!

And no one's leaving � till I get what's mine! � Got it?

- Hand me the guns. � - I only want � what Grandma left me.

I thought it was money. � But I guess I'll never know.

Your aunt just sent you � a plane ticket to New York City.

You'd be crazy � to pass that up.

- Do you really think � I should go? � - Yeah, I do.

Watch out, New York, � here comes Cassie Sutton.

I can't believe � I'm actually here.

It doesn't get more New York � than this, baby.

Broadway and Seventh Avenue. � Times Square.

I think I'm in love.

This is my niece, Cassie.

Julian is a graduate student � at Pratt Institute of the Arts.

New York is heaven on earth.

Which is why you should � come to school here.

Will you pose for me?

- I just wanted � to hear your voice. � - She called at this hour?

- She's just getting up. � - She's not getting up.

She's just getting in.

- Lizzie? What's the matter? � What happened? � - I tried calling!

Mom's really sick. � She told me to call the EMTs.

How sick are you really?

Nobody knows what's � wrong with me.

I worked the community garden.

I knew I'd seen you before.

I got a little patch � over there, too.

[Jenn] I have � the same symptoms.

You can't let her bully you. � You gotta hit back hard.

Text her this.

Just a guy. � It'll send a message.

Lizzie Sutton takes � no prisoners.

How could you do that to me?

[girls laughing]

I sexted Dan � a picture of myself.

And after we split, those � bitches stole it off his phone � and sent it to the world.

Look, I'm really sorry � about what happened. Think we � could ever get past this?

I had the lead in the fall � musical for the past two years.

Don't let that discourage you. � You should still come try out.

[girl] She's really good.

You got the lead! � You're playing Julie.

Oh, my God!

Hold on. Lizzie, you're wanted � in the principal's office.

[dog barking]

[knocking]

[Tay] Welcome home, Nate Ray.

Says here the secret � to the perfect omelet � is a low flame.

No, the secret to � a perfect omelet � is Mom cooking it.

She'll be on her feet soon. � Just be glad she's home.

Home? I'm happy she's alive � after what happened � to that poor woman.

This hits people different ways. � Your mom's strong.

Fever's gone. She's past � the critical stage.

Now let's get this � up to her.

- My very first omelet. � - Mom's gonna love it.

Um... Dad, have you � told Mom about me getting � kicked out of the play?

You know, for sending � that text to Sylvia?

No. I didn't think she needed � to know that right now.

It probably would have � made her sicker.

I'm glad you admitted � you were wrong for sending it.

- Why did Sylvia � tell the principal? � - I don't know, I mean...

I can't believe she'd � do something like that.

I tried to reach her, � but she just disappeared.

Without her, my acting career's � over before it even started.

You'll think of something. � I have faith in you... Julie.

Do you? Love New York?

[scoffs] I told you, � Charles, it was amazing.

Maybe someday we'll � go there together.

Pratt. What's this?

Oh, I took a tour. They give one � to everyone who walks through.

How was it?

Like a dream.

The whole school teaches � nothing but fine arts.

And they have a studio � for everything. � Drawing, painting,

sculpting, video labs.

So our plan to go � to school here, � it's still the plan, right?

Of course.

[telephone rings]

- Hello. � - Mr. Sutton?

This is Cyd Glass.

- Hand me the guns. � - Take 'em.

Cyd, how'd you get � this number?

My lawyer. � Look, Mr. Sutton...

I know you'll probably have � feelings about this, � but I'm up for parole.

- Parole? � - The thing is...

...would you talk to the board?

Tell 'em you wouldn't have � a problem with me getting out?

What makes you think I don't � have a problem with that?

I never meant to hurt your � family. You must know that.

Please, Mr. Sutton. � I need your help.

[woman] �� The city � never sleeps ��

�� You gotta live � to your own beat ��

�� So easy come and easy go ��

�� What is home? ��

[chorus vocalizing]

�� Home ����

Good, so you'll be performing � an autopsy on Rhonda Murphy?

I'd like to see the results...

I, I understand that, Doctor,

but I do have an interest � in knowing what killed her.

Thank you.

Doctors and nurses. � Oil and water.

Especially that doctor � and this nurse.

I heard Jake's son is sick.

I added him to the grid.

And Allison Sawyer.

More people are getting � this virus every day.

Maybe I can find � a common thread. � See where all this started.

Jenn, have you... given � any more thought to Cyd Glass?

I don't know.

- I mean, she's got a lot � of nerve asking us for help. � - I spoke to her warden.

She's a model prisoner.

She teaches an art class. � She even got her GED.

Mmm... her GED?

Do you remember � the ordeal she put us through?

She sounded genuinely contrite � on the phone.

Even after the incident � she was sorry, that's why � she gave herself up.

Look, there's another reason � to support her release.

She may be able to help find out � where that money came from.

What if she says � it belongs to her?

If it does, � she should have it.

Jenn, that money's hanging � over us like a weight.

It hasn't made our lives any � easier, I'll grant you that.

But we could sure use it.

Before I go, one kiss.

Lizzie.

[scoffs] What are you � doing here?

This is a closed rehearsal.

If you want to see the show, � buy a ticket.

[scoffs] I'm taking five.

I so can't � work like this.

Wow. Someone's trippin'.

Yeah, the... the worst part is, � she's not even half as good � as you are.

Hmm, seemed like you � were getting into it.

It's called acting. � So when are you gonna � clear this up and come back?

I don't think I can.

Lizzie, you were meant for this.

We need you. I need you.

- Maybe I should quit. � - No.

No, you can't do that.

'Cause if you do, � then who'll be my Antonio?

- Are you saying...? � - Yes.

I just figured out how � I'm gonna get my part back.

Here's the recipe.

I could come down and help.

Lizzie and I can handle dinner. � You're supposed to rest.

Can I ask you something?

Charles and I promised � each other we'd go to college � together in California.

But then you saw New York.

I can't stop thinking � about Pratt.

Imagining myself there.

I'd say that's a sign, honey.

But if I go to Pratt, � what happens to Charles and me?

You know, every relationship � is tested.

If you two are meant � to be together, � you'll survive the time apart.

Maybe I'm just being selfish.

Cassie, I was premed � in college.

But I put it on hold � and it never happened.

So, do you regret marrying Dad � and having us?

Of course not. I made � the right choice for me.

But sometimes I think � about what I gave up.

Mom, I'm so confused.

I'd love to go to Pratt, but how � can I be happy without Charles?

- Cassie. � - Hmm?

There is only one way � to be happy.

Follow your heart.

Oh...

[Cyd] When I broke into � your house, Mr. Sutton,

I wasn't trying to hurt anyone.

I just wanted to go home.

I am sorry for the pain that � I caused your family,

and for blaming you � for what happened to me.

I'm a different person now. � I'm...

I'm not mad at anyone anymore.

I accept the way things are

and I am ready � to start over.

If I'm allowed to.

Mr. Sutton, do you � have any response?

My wife and I talked � about her release.

And now, after hearing � what she has to say,

I'm convinced � she's remorseful,

and poses no threat � to my family.

I would have no objection � to her parole.

[man] Thank you.

We want to assure you, � Ms. Glass will be forbidden

from approaching any members � of your family or your home.

Actually, I'll be seeing � Cyd Glass a fair amount.

Well, how so?

We found a lot of money � which might belong � to the Glass family.

We believe Cyd can help us � figure out who it belongs to.

How much money?

A hundred thousand dollars.

- [Cassie] I hope � Nate Ray likes this. � - [cell phone rings]

Oh, my God. It's Sylvia. � I've been calling her all day.

Sylvia. Where have you been?

Home. � Look, it's a long story.

Sorry, this is the first time � I could call.

I got kicked out of the play � because of that text. � Did you report me?

No, it wasn't me. � It was my lunatic mother.

Sorry, there's just � nothing I can do.

Sylvia, I need you to talk � to the principal. I need you � to tell him I'm innocent.

[stammers]

Mom!

This is Mrs. Torres.

If you call my daughter again, � I will notify the police.

Hey, you guys, � Dad just drove up. � Nate Ray's here!

- Hey, Nate! � - Hi, Dad.

Dad...

You remember Cyd Glass.

Hi.

When you said she was being � released, you didn't mention � she was staying with us.

I had no choice. � The friend she was supposed � to stay with left town.

Some family emergency. � It's just for a couple of days.

How does Cassie feel � about it?

She invited Cyd � to stay in her room.

I'd never let her in this house � if I thought she was a threat.

[sighs] You sure it's � just a couple of days?

That's what the friend said.

But if it goes longer, I'll � find a halfway house for her.

I gotta get to the airport. � Nate Ray's due in an hour.

Can I bring you � anything before I leave?

I think you brought me � enough for one day.

[scoffs] I knew it.

I knew it this morning.

Charles, don't be upset.

I want to be honest with you.

So, you're applying to Pratt.

- That's what you're saying. � - Yes.

I, I thought that

couples were supposed � to make decisions together.

That's why I'm telling you. � So you can apply � to design schools there.

We could be in the most � exciting city in the world.

How about the most � expensive city?

I'm sure you'll get � a scholarship. � Your work is amazing.

- I'm glad you're sure. � - Don't be negative.

- I'm not being negative... � - I think Nate Ray's home.

I gotta go.

...just being realistic.

Semper Fi!

- [Lizzie] Whoo-hoo! � - That's for the Marines. � Not the Army.

- But thanks. � - Welcome home!

- [Cassie] Nate! � - [Nate grunts]

Hey!

[Tay] Looking good, man.

I'll take this. You want � to hear my new tunes? � I been writing a lot.

Let the man have a breath, Tay.

Yeah, I'm sure he's hungry.

Dinner's almost ready. � We made chicken and dumplings.

Beats Afghanistan all to hell.

Just about anything would.

Just be thankful Dad � didn't make dinner.

Cassie and I made it.

Mom's recipe. She wanted � to eat with us, but...

Doctor's orders. Bed rest.

She's on the mend though, right?

Yeah. We only have to � deal with Dad's cooking � one more week.

Come on, guys. � I'm getting better, right?

Don't everyone speak at once.

So... Cyd,

how do you know the family?

I used to live here.

Oh, she came to see � the house one day.

It's a... long story.

[faint helicopter]

What was that?

[Eddie] It's just � a helicopter, son.

[heartbeat]

You OK?

Yeah...

When that happens over there,

it means a body is being � brought back to base.

The guy you had lunch with � might not be coming to dinner.

Who wants dessert?

It's strawberry shortcake.

- [Cassie] It's really good. � - Thanks. Maybe later.

- I need some air. � - Want me to come?

I kinda need � to clear my head, Tay.

- [door opens] � - Just... give him some space.

He's been through a lot.

We're done with dinner, Charles.

We need to talk about this.

Seems to me there's � nothing to talk about.

I want you there with me.

But if I don't get in, � then you're still going,

- right? � - Will you be positive?

Well, it's easy to be positive � when you've got an aunt who can � get you in,

a place to live � and a chimney full of money.

Come on, Charles.

If you don't try, you... � you can't succeed.

I'll see you tomorrow.

We're just going � through a rough patch.

From the look of your stuff, � I'd say real rough.

I did that after the earthquake.

A lot of bad stuff has happened.

It's really good.

If I were you, � I'd go to that art school.

I don't know if � I'm even going to apply.

Because of that guy?

If I had a chance � to go to art school,

I wouldn't let � anything stop me.

Hey! Hey! What are you doing � going through my stuff?

I wasn't. Mom said to bring � you an extra blanket. I didn't � mean to... It's just a radio.

Man, you don't touch � that radio, you understand?

- [heartbeat] � - I got it.

Lizzie. Whoa, uh...

Welcome to my very own � private cuckoo's nest.

Are you OK? � Why are you at home?

And why won't your mom � let me talk to you?

She found that sexting picture � that Marta and her coven � spread around.

- Why's that my fault? � - It's not.

But the problem is, she also � found that text you sent me.

Well, can't you just tell her � they tricked me?

Not unless I want more naked � pictures of me all over.

Marta said that Dan took � pictures of me when we were...

...you know... � So, if I bust Marta,

they'll send them all over.

That's awful.

Look, if I could help you, � I would.

- OK? But... � - Don't quit on me, please? � I really want this role.

[knocking at door]

Yeah?

Tay, I wanted to apologize � for last night.

I was pretty harsh.

I'm sorry.

So, why'd you go off?

Coming back from a place where � people are shooting at you,

can make you a little jumpy.

What's the big deal � with the radio?

I took it on all my missions.

- Yeah? � - It's like � your best friend, Tay.

That and your weapon.

It's your eyes and ears � so you know where the enemy is.

Or where he's gonna be.

What happened to it?

Dust. Sand. Wear and tear. � Just gave out.

Sarge was gonna trash � the thing, but I took it.

Want to help me fix it?

Sure. Right after school.

Hey, hold on. � I'll walk you and Lizzie.

OK. But Lizzie left early.

Then it's just us guys.

[chatter]

After we fix the radio, then � what kind of range will it get?

Couple miles, in a clear area.

[helicopter]

[heartbeat]

Tay! Get down!

- Nate, what are you doing? � - I said stay down.

- Get off of me! � - I said stay down!

- Hold still! Hold still! � - What...?!

Yeah, a car backfiring could � sound like a gunshot. OK?

You really have � to report this?

Once he calls 911 � it's official, right?

Your brother knows, � he's the one in the blue.

But don't worry, � report's gonna say you � thought you heard gunshots.

- Thanks. � - We miss you on the force, � Nate. When you comin' back?

Soon as I get my discharge. � Might do another tour first.

All right. Well... � go get 'em for us.

See ya.

You sure you're OK?

I'm fine, Tay. � I'll see you at home.

You know, I'm starting � to think you're faking � just to keep the food coming.

What's wrong? � Feeling bad again?

I think the clinic � might be the commonality.

[Eddie] Those pins are � all at the clinic?

Everybody that got sick � was there, except for Rhonda.

Either as patient or staff.

What about Rhonda?

She might have been there. � I just don't know.

I have people � checking her records.

If it turns out the clinic's � the problem...

CDC will shut it down.

I know how hard this must be � for you, but you have to � let them know what you found.

What if I make the call and � the clinic's not the problem? � So many people depend on it.

What if you don't � make the call and it is?

[Spanish pop music]

What do you think � you're doing?

Oh, practicing my routine.

- You know, for when � I get my part back. � - [scoffs] That's funny.

I checked with Dan and there are � no more photos of Sylvia.

No more photos, no reason � for Sylvia to keep quiet.

That jerk can't � keep his mouth shut.

No, actually, you're the jerk.

There really are no more photos, � you just gave it up.

You said you talked to Dan.

Oh, I lied.

OK, so you know.

Sylvia's not gonna say anything.

She's too scared � to even come to school.

Oh, no, she'll come to school

after I tell her � you're bluffing.

And since you sold out Marta,

she'll probably kick your ass.

Hmm... � Maybe I'll sell tickets.

We gotta get this thing � up and running, right?

I guess. But what if we do? � We can't listen to anything.

Sure we can. � We can get Army frequencies.

Nate, you got to let it go. � That's part of your problem. � Look what happened at school.

We gonna talk � about that again?

I'm just worried about you. � You should get some help.

If I say anything official, � it'll go on my record. I'll � never get back on the force.

I'm gonna be fine.

Please, Tay.

You're my brother.

If I can't depend on you, � who can I depend on?

You can depend on me.

Lizzie! Can I call you "Julie"?

Soon. Sylvia's on her way � to tell the principal � what really happened.

I don't know who � I'm happier for, you or me.

I couldn't take one more � rehearsal with that diva.

- I'll wait with you. � - You don't have to.

I want to see your face � when you emerge from the � principal's office, triumphant.

[techno music]

�� Send me home in a taxi cab ��

[Charles] Recognize anyone?

Thought I'd give it a shot � and go to Pratt.

Oh, my God.

A bunch of people called wanting � to know if I'd seen this.

[Cassie] He's making it look � like something it's not.

I had no idea Julian � was gonna do this.

Julian? Who the hell's that?

Just a guy in New York.

Then how come you didn't � tell me about him? Or this?!

Cassie, look at you.

You were with him when I called � that night, weren't you?

Yes, but nothing happened.

Sure. Julian's why you suddenly � have to go to Pratt, right?

He has nothing � to do with it.

- Charles! � - Some slick guy in New York

- tells you you're hot, � so you hook up with him?! � - I did not hook up!

I've been faithful to you, � Cassie. You know I have. � How, how could you do this?

I didn't do anything, � I'm telling you!

You know what? � You should leave.

- Charles... � - You're telling me � I keep secrets, but this...

- Charles, please... � - Just go.

Go.

Mom, Dad and Cyd are back � from the rest home.

Hey, how'd it go � with your aunt?

She didn't remember anything � about the money.

Don't worry, Cyd. � We'll figure it out.

I'm gonna go � check on your mother.

- What's that? � - Oh, Hazel's scrapbook.

Old family photos and stuff.

You know, I found � your Aunt Minnie's diary � in the attic.

It got boxed up with all � the earthquake stuff. It's in � my room, you want to see it?

Aunt Minnie kept a diary?

Yeah, come on. I'll show you.

Thank you so much.

Lizzie, I need to talk to you. � Cyd, can you give us a minute?

No problem.

[door closes]

Charles and I � had a big fight.

He kicked me out � of his apartment.

Wow. That is big.

He thinks I want to dump him � and go to New York.

I'm on your side. You should go � to New York. It's your life.

I hate this.

I shouldn't have to choose � between Charles or my career.

I think he's being selfish.

Andrew would never � do something like that.

You can't compare Andrew and you � to Charles and me.

We're really in love, � Lizzie.

Well, if that's love, then � I hope it never happens to me.

[sighs]

[chatter on TV]

What's up? � You find something?

I found a picture � in the scrapbook.

This is the only picture in here � not of a family member.

You think it could � mean anything?

Well...

We won't know that until � we find out who this is.

Hazel's not gonna be any help.

I might be able to find out. � I'll make a call in the morning.

But, don't get your hopes up, � Cyd. This might have nothing � to do with money.

What the hey-hoo! � Mom, what are you � doing out of bed?

Being cooped up in there � was making me crazy.

What's that?

Rhonda Murphy's autopsy.

I had a nurse at the hospital � sent it over to me.

That's the virus that I have. � It killed Rhonda.

Hanta Pulmon what?

Hantavirus Pulmonary Syndrome. � Could be fatal. Usually not.

- Comes from rat droppings? � - You had rats at the clinic?

I don't know. CDC shut it down � until they could investigate.

Come on, Mom, get back to bed. � They'll figure it out.

When they get around to it.

In the meantime, people who need � access to medical care � can't get it.

You have to prove that Rhonda � wasn't ever at the clinic? � How you going to do that?

When we were in the hospital, � Rhonda kept a notebook, � kept it like a diary.

I gotta get that, � and see where else she went.

- Why don't you ask � her family for it? � - She didn't have any family.

I was about to e-mail Lydia � and have her send it to me.

I'll do it. � You get back to bed.

Go on. Before you � make me use my stern voice.

OK, Dr. Sutton.

[phone dialing]

Andrew? I went to check � on Sylvia, she's gone.

Her mother must have moved her.

I think I know where � we can find her.

They just shut down the clinic, � it gave me an idea.

Lizzie, this feels like � breaking and entering.

Not if I have my mom's key.

Does she even know � that you have it?

Strictly speaking, no.

You're not nervous are you?

I mean, the guy who risked jail � to save Gabriel? My hero?

OK, don't lay it on so thick. � I'm here aren't I?

Now all we need is Sylvia's � file. She was a patient here.

Got it. She saw � the teen counselor.

- What are we looking for? � - Her emergency contact.

Should be on top.

There. Sylvia's grandmother is � listed as her emergency contact.

I have gotta say, � life with you is never dull.

You know, � we make a good team.

[Eddie] I traced the car's � license plate. It was � registered to your father.

Hazel Glass kept this? � I can't imagine why.

Maybe she wanted � to remember you.

Well, then you should ask her.

She's a little out of it.

- Memory's gone. � - Well, there you go.

- Sorry I can't help. � - What do you know about the � money we found in that house?

You know what they say � about looking a gift horse � in the mouth?

That's exactly what � you're doing now.

- Mr. Crawford, if you can tell � us anything about that money... � - I can't.

He's lying. You're a cop. � Why don't you take him in, � make him talk.

He hasn't committed a crime.

Why don't you just � keep the money? That's where � this is going, right?

Cyd, if I was gonna keep the � money, you'd still be in prison.

Look, I know this is hard. � But we're gonna find out � who that money belongs to.

If it's yours, you'll get it.

[Cassie bitterly] � Thanks. Come again.

We're trying to make people � feel welcome here. Not like � uninvited dinner guests.

I'm sorry. Charles and I � had a fight.

He saw this video of me � on the Internet.

Yeah, that's going around. You � look hot. Wish I'd been there.

I wish you had been there, too. � Then you could tell Charles � I didn't sleep with that guy.

- Charles shouldn't be � giving you crap about anything. � - Why not?

Well, because while you were � making your hot video, he spent � the night in my apartment.

On the couch. � Nothing happened. But...

I'm guessing he didn't � tell you that.

No. And he's been � all self-righteous about � how honest he's been.

I love the guy, but Charles � is a little challenged � in that department.

Technically, he doesn't lie, � but the stuff he leaves out...

Where are you going, � we've got customers.

You don't want me talking � to them right now.

Charles!

- Charles! � - What?! What's going on?

You had the nerve to get mad � because I didn't tell you � about Julian?

- You didn't tell me you � spent the night with Sage. � - Cassie...

You lied to me.

And you lied to me.

If Sage hadn't told me, � I'd still feel guilty.

You should feel guilty. � I didn't end up shaking my butt � on the Internet.

You know what? I'm going � to Pratt. And I don't care � if you come or not.

You're sure Rhonda's name � didn't appear anywhere � on the clinic's admit files?

So, the virus probably came � from someplace else.

Thank you.

Are these Rhonda's things?

Yeah, Darnell Ramos � just dropped it off.

So out of all this stuff, � you just wanted the notebook?

Or anything else that � tells us where she was � before she got sick.

Mom, isn't this Briana?

It sure is.

What?

Briana and her mother lived � in that crack house � that Jake tore down.

Rhonda knew them � and she was homeless.

Maybe she lived � in the house with them.

That could be where � the virus originated.

But, Mom, you weren't � in that house.

But I treated Brianna, � I could have got it from her.

She was in our apartment, � why didn't we all get sick?

Some people get it. � Some don't.

- Who are you calling? � - The CDC.

They need to see � if everyone who's sick has � some connection to that house.

Maybe we can save the clinic � after all.

[clatter]

- What's going on? � - It's OK. Stay here.

Dad?

[Nate Ray] Damn radio.

Nate... Nate!

Whoa, whoa-whoa! � Take it easy, son. � Take it easy.

We depend on this thing!

[Eddie] Nate!

[heartbeat]

[Eddie] Look at me.

Nate...

Look... look at me.

This isn't Afghanistan.

- What happened, Nate? � Talk to me. � - I can't...

- Come on, come on. � - I can't talk. I can't.

Talk to me.

Now if you hold that in, � it's gonna eat you up.

Nate, I'm your father.

You can talk to me.

It's safe here.

We were on a mission.

The radio went dead, � just gave out.

Everybody said abort. � But I wouldn't do it. � I wouldn't abort.

Hey, you had your orders.

That's what I said. � Orders are orders.

We had to sweep that � street clear.

We didn't know the enemy � had moved.

The radio was dead, � so we got hit.

Out of nowhere.

Five wounded.

Two dead.

All I had to do

was say the word "abort".

And they'd be alive.

- It's OK. � - [Nate Ray shudders]

- It's OK. It's OK. � - [sobbing]

It's OK. Come on, boy.

[unintelligible]

You being here is not a good � idea. How'd you find me, anyway?

You know, I have my ways.

- When you didn't show... � - I got snatched. � I'm sorry about that.

Why didn't you come to school?

My mother threatened � to send me away.

- Knowing her, � probably to a convent. � - [door opens]

- What's she doing here? � - I didn't call her, � she found me.

I told you this was gonna � happen. Now she's gonna go nuts.

- Are you OK, baby? � - I'm fine, Mom.

She didn't do anything. � It was those girls at school.

Lizzie's just trying � to clear her name.

Mrs. Torres, if Sylvia � stood up to those bullies � and told the truth,

it would help her, too.

- I just want to protect you. � - You can't.

Not from everything.

I know you're scared. � I'm scared, too.

But I'm stronger than � you think and I can do this.

I can handle it.

I'm going to school � to tell the truth about Lizzie.

I just need to know � you're with me.

- [Tay] Nice medals. � - Ahh...

Don't be too impressed.

One of 'em is just � for getting shot.

We... we better go.

It's a long drive � to the hospital.

You made � the right decision, son.

Don't look so down.

I'm just going � for an evaluation.

I'm comin' back.

Better than ever?

Better than ever.

- What are you doing out of bed? � - Mom has good news.

The clinic reopened. � CDC cleared us.

That's great.

The crack house was � the source of the virus?

CDC said no. It was � the soil in the garden.

- The garden? � - The virus came from � the rats in the house.

When Jake bulldozed the house, � the virus got into the soil. � We worked the garden.

- Some of us got sick. � - [Tay] At least the clinic's � gonna reopen.

- [Jenn] And we can � all go back to work. � - Thanks to you.

We gotta go.

- You're gonna be fine, Nate. � - Thanks.

Mmm. Good luck.

Come on, Mom. � You gotta get to bed.

- [car door shuts] � - [Cassie] Mom.

- [car engine starts] � - Cyd's gone.

- [bell rings] � - [chatter]

Cassie.

I just want you to know. I'm � glad you're applying to Pratt.

I want you to be happy.

I've been thinking...

Maybe we need � to take a break.

It doesn't mean � that's it's over.

Sometimes you just � need to step back.

I know. � I still care about you.

I still care about you.

But... I don't want � to hold you back.

I love you, Charles.

I do.

I know.

And I love you.

That's the hard part.

Julie, what are you doing here? � This is dangerous territory.

I had to see you, Antonio.

Back off, don't touch her!

She's my girl.

I'll go. Just meet me � at my home. I'll come � to the balcony.

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�� Learning lessons � from your past today ��

�� Little child � wants to know so much ��

�� As he smiles � the magic is such ��

�� An amazing, blossoming soul � that he will ��

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�� Just grab a hold � of your falling star ��

�� And live it up � until the end ��

�� But that little child � looks into my eyes ��

�� So magical it made me cry ��

�� He reached up to me � and he said ��

�� I wanna be a man ��

�� And see thunder � and lightning ��

�� Thunder and lightning ��

�� Through the eyes � of a little child ��

�� The little child � wants to find his soul ��

�� He's grasping on � to the days of old ��

�� And sometimes he hears � voices in my head ��

�� The little boy � wants a better day ��

�� He hopes that love � can find a way ��

�� To fantastic dreams � that sometimes do come true ��

�� But little child � don't you give too much ��

�� They'll take away your � dignity and freedom ��

�� If you let them ����