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[Kyle]
Previously on Kyle XY,

My mom and I talked,

she won't let me see you
outside of school for awhile.

She could be you.

What?

The two of you

used to play that
song all the time.

It's not there.

It's their song, D4,

it's the missing record
from the jukebox.

Where did you get this?

I found it in my room.

I'm trying to book
the DJ for an event.

A prom?

You're DJ Spinbrandt?

And I don't do proms.

Oh, my God, I can't
believe I got into
this whole mess over you!

How sweet is this?

That's awesome.

You're awesome.

You're kind of
awesome, too.

Maybe I am lazy and
I lack study skills,

but I've changed,

and I'm going to do something
important with my life

and make a difference.

You don't know
how Sarah died.

She was just like you.

Trying too much, too fast,

and when she tried
something she wasn't
ready for, it killed her.

You can't keep doing
this to yourself.

Promise me you'll stop.

I promise...

I'm going in for
my check-up tomorrow,

it'll tell me if
I'm better or not.

Andy, everything's going
to be okay.

You know, when you say it,

I almost believe it.

[Kyle]
When we sleep, the subconscious
mind takes over.

Our dreams can reveal
what's disturbing us in
our waking hours,

and there are rare occasions
in the state between
sleep and consciousness,

when the things that most
trouble us

can emerge.

Stephen,

what are you doing?

[chuckles]

Happy Anniversary.

That's the brace
I loved at the art fair.

Yeah, I grabbed the
designer's card.

I just ruined your surprise.

Hey, it's not the only thing I
have up my sleeve.

I'm making us dinner
tomorrow night.

And for dessert...

I thought we'd have these.

Kyle, what are you doing up?

I can't tell what it is yet.

I think he's sleepwalking.

Kyle, why are you
in the kitchen?

I'm drawing a picture.

Should we wake him up?

No, let's just put
him back to bed.

I'm not finished yet.

I ran out of wavelengths
640 to 750 nanometers.

Frequency 480 to 405
TheraHerz.

hex triplet number FF0000

What's he saying?

He's basically saying he needs
more red.

Come on, Kyle.

You need to put them in order.

You can do that in the morning.

Okay.

Good night.

I guess I really was
sleepwalking.

Why would I have done that?

Maybe you reached
a boiling point.

Sleepwalking is sometimes a
symptom of stress.

I don't feel stressed.

Well, that doesn't mean
you're not experiencing it.

You're restricted
from seeing Amanda,

Adam Baylin has basically come
back from the dead,

and Jesse--

Is still being Jesse.

That's three major
relationships in your life

that are asking you to
give an unusual amount of
emotional energy.

You think that's why I'm
sleepwalking?

I think it's...

kind of a drastic reaction to
the pressure, but...

yes, I think you may need to
simplify your life a little.

Simplify.

[arguing]

Back it up!

I won the coin toss.

Coin toss?

Yeah, for your brain.

Form a line, people.

Okay, here's the deal.

Placement exams--

they're mostly crap.

But they're mandatory, so it
must be important to do well.

Screw up, and you're
looking at summer school.

Really screw up, and you
have to repeat a grade.

How can I help?

Mr. Callahan is, like,
smoking hot for a 35-year-old
math teacher.

As a result, I'm in desperate
need for a Trig recap.

A recap?

I haven't exactly paid attention
the last semester.

In every subject?
Not in every subject.

I'm just hung up on a couple of
things in biology.

What, does everyone need to
study today?

Oh, no, I've already studied.

But I'm entering the
prom theme song contest.

Losing is not an option.

I'm going to need to tap into
your mental thesaurus.

Whatever you need.

So, I managed to convince my mom
that it wouldn't hurt

to have you tutor me for
placement exams.

That's great.

I'd be happy to
help you study.

Oh, I don't want to study.

I just want an acceptable excuse
to spend time with you today.

Today.

A whole afternoon of
unchaperoned quality time.

Oh.

You're not free.
I should have asked you first.

No, it's fine.

I'd love to spend unchaperoned
quality time with you.

Good.

And I'm think I'm sensing a thaw
where my mom's concerned.

If she's letting us study
together, a date can't be too
far behind.

So I should ask her
if we can go out?

No.

You should ask her to think
about considering the idea

whether or not we can go out.

She's a glacier,
not an ice cube.

So if I told her that
letting us study is symbolic
of her trust in me,

and that I'd like to continue
to build that trust,

maybe in time
I can earn the honor of having
a date with you.

Yeah, something exactly
like that.

See you later.

[Kyle]
Nicole advised me to
simplify my life

to avoid distractions
and commitments,

but the people I cared about
needed me,

and I didn't want
to disappoint them.

Kyle!
Steven, is something wrong?

Yeah, the broth for my
bouillabaisse .

Impressive,
Nicole will love it.

Not if she can cut it
with a knife.

It should be vaguely in the
realm of soup.

Could you make something
simpler?

It's her anniversary.
I want to wow her.

I've never cooked before.

I have a cookbook right here.

It's all the basics in
less than 2,000 pages.

You can swing that, right?

I'll see what I can do.

Kill me now.

My headstone can say,

"Here Lies Lori Trager,
singer/songwriter,

choked on her own lyrics."

It's a contest for
a prom theme song.

Tap into your inner girl.

What does make the rest of me?

You know what I mean.

Don't let it frustrate you.

I can't help it.

Study guide.

I cross-referenced placement
test guidelines

with your English class
syllabus.

Factoring in mid-terms
and quizzes

I pinpointed the areas
where you should focus

to maximize your study time.

Thanks.

W-w-w-wait!

My turn.

What rhymes with corsage?

There are 12 interims for the
word "corsage."

Garage, massage,

barrage, mirage,

Wait, there's also...

Four words is a start.

How's your study guide?

Nice.

Bio with a focus
on human analogy.

Anatomy.

That's what I said.

[Woman humming]

Do you hear that?

[Woman humming louder]

What is it?

Someone's humming.

[humming grows louder]

It's Jessi.

Why can I hear her?

A little something called
super hearing?

I can only do that
when I'm trying.

Your point?

I'm not trying.

Alrighty, then.

Thanks for this.

We'll get the study group
going out to the house later.

Is four o'clock cool?

Sure.

Wait. Today?
Hi.

You were just humming that song.

How did you make
it sound so loud?

I didn't.
I was just humming.

You must've used the acoustics
in here to direct your voice.

Have--
have you been sleeping?

You seem kind of worn down.

I do?

There's something
wrong with you.

I can feel it.

I just need you
to play my song

so I can give it a pure listen
and make sure it's going

to mesh with my lyrics.

Five minutes and then
you can go stop Dad

from burning down our house.

Um, that's not my song.

I played what you wrote.

Play it again.

B flat,

G minor,

I don't even know how
to play that chord.

E flat major seven.

F Major.

That's not your song.

I'm sorry, I've had this other
song stuck in my head all day.

Whatever it is, it's pretty.

Thanks for bailing me out.

I really want this dinner
to be something special.

When you're doing something
for someone you
really care about...

[Kyle]
Jessi was right, there was
something wrong with me.

My mind seemed to
be playing tricks.

No matter how
hard I focused,

I was losing control
of my abilities.

And I didn't know why.

Well, thanks, Kyle.

You know, you're a
natural in the kitchen.

Mom, huge problem.

Okay, Josh, could you give
me, like, five minutes?

Kyle draws weird
stuff all the time.

This is an emergency.
What's wrong?

How about every answer on the
study sheet?

Josh, this is basic
high school science.

Come on, you've been
doing so well.

That's the thing.

I didn't make that.

Kyle did.

When did this happen?

This morning.

Plus, Lori and I both
noticed he was being clumsy

and he kept having brain farts.

He's on the fritz.
You gotta fix him.

I'm glad you're concerned.

Concerned?

I'm flipping out.

I told everyone to come over so
Kyle can help us study.

What good is he going to be now?

He's like the idiot king
of stupid town.

Kyle has a lot on his plate
right now, okay?

Maybe you can try and study
without his help.

Or I can find someone as smart
as Kyle to fill in.

Yeah, good luck with that.

[doorbell]

And I expect you to come
straight home for dinner.

Mrs. Bloom.

Thank you for letting Amanda
come over today.

Mm-hmm.

I'm still not sure it's
such a good idea.

However, I suppose the proof
will come when Amanda's test
results are posted.

All right.

I just wanna say that I
appreciate your trust in me,

and I want to continue to build
that trust.

I hope you know that
I plan on working hard at

earning the honor of
a date with your giraffe.

I think he meant
"date with me."

I should certainly hope so.

That's what I said.

Just promise me
you'll thank about it.

All right,
I'll think about it.

Dinner, Amanda.

I'll be on time.

Did I say something wrong?

It's not a big deal.
You were nervous.

Plus, I think my mom kind of
likes making you squirm.

At least we get to spend
time together today.

Speaking of time together--

Josh's study group.
I got the text.

I'm sorry.

Honestly, I could use
a bit of study time.

As long as I get to
sit next to you.

[Stephen]
Kyle? Little help?

That can be arranged.

I just have to finish
something in the kitchen.

I'll be waiting.

How's the lobster sauce?

I burned it before.
Now it's too runny.

I'll give it a try.

I heard lobster.

You keep poking your
head in here.

Stephen, I get the whole top
secret thing, I really do.

And I appreciate it, but...

Will you quit snooping, then?

Kyle and I have
it under control.

Are you sure about that?

The recipe says you can thicken
the sauce by adding flour.

This isn't flour, is it?

Maybe you should lie
down for a while.

Go ahead.
I can handle it from here.

But Amanda, she...

I'll just tell her you didn't
sleep well last night.

I'm sure she'll understand.

I'll be in my room
if anyone needs me.

[Kyle]
Maybe I was too stressed,

too busy trying to be
everything to everyone.

♪♪ [soft guitar rock]

♪ I'm haunted by
this photograph ♪

♪ And don't know why ♪

♪ But every time I look ♪

♪ I get shivers
down my spine ♪

[knocking]

[Nicole]
Kyle?

I drew the pictures again.

Nicole?

I only closed my eyes
for a minute.

You've been in here
for almost an hour.

I checked on you.

You fell asleep at your desk.

Whatever is wrong with me,

I don't think it's stress.

[doorbell]

Thank God you're here.

I'm already feeling at
least ten points above the
50th percentile.

What is she doing here?

Josh called and said
you needed help studying.

Kyle's letting you down.

He's not letting us down,
he's just--

Not smart enough today?

I know, but I am.

You ready to get started?

[knock on door]

I'm sorry
I left you out there.

I think I accidentally
fell asleep.

I heard you were tired.

Don't worry.
The study session's underway.

Josh brought in a ringer.

A what?

He called in Jessi
to help.

If you ask me, she seems
a little smug about it.

[sigh]
She probably is.

Is everything okay?

Sure.

I'm just...

You're overloaded.

We all put too much
on you today.

But I wanted to be there
for everybody.

How about if
I'm here for you instead?

[sigh]
That feels nice.

You know... Jessi
probably could help you

with your geometry theorems.

Kyle.

What?

We're not gonna waste
another minute

of our quality time together
talking about Jessi.

That's a good idea.

18...

19...

20.

[exhales sharply]

[panting]

What is it going to take
for you to remember?

There's no such thing
as the vision system.

The eyes are part of the...

Nervous system?

[chuckles]
Get up.

Now...name
the six muscles

that control eye movement.

Uh, the...

lateral rectus.

The medieval rectus.

It's the medial rectus.

[sigh]

[doorbell]

Lori. Wanna study with us?

Not so much, no.

[inhales sharply]

Looks like somebody went
to the two-for-one man sale.

Oh, look. It's
my bar fight hero.

Hi.

Not you, sucker punch.
You.

Hey, how's the prom
shapin' up?

You found any bargain-basement
D.J.s yet?

Funny. I'm looking at one.

You ought to get
your eyes checked, then.

I'm not the one
with glasses, four-eyes.

[inhales]
Cute.

That insult
was so high school.

[snickers]

My dad's in the kitchen.

You should go there.

Now.

All right.

What?

Hey, guys,
this should be fun.

[no audible dialogue]

I can't study
on an empty stomach.

I'm gonna go
grab a snack.

I have a crappy
high school song to write.

I think Lori needs help
with her crappy song.

I'll be right there!

19...

20.

[grunts]

Stay.

Thanks for taking
care of this.

I usually go to Kyle
with the mechanical problems

I can't take care of myself,
but...he's unavailable, so...

It's not a problem. Um, I'll
have 'em back to you tomorrow.

Great.

Uh, is there
a bathroom I could use
before I head out?

Upstairs and to the right.

Ahem. Excuse me.

Your ceviche looks perfect,
Mr. Trager.

Is that fresh cilantro?

Yes, it is.

Yummy. What else
have you made?

Well, you name it,
and I've probably wrecked it

already once
or twice today.

Started out trying to make
a bouillabaisse,

and Kyle helped me
pare it down from there.

Wise choice! It took me
three of four tries

before I even got
into the French Provençal
cuisine ballpark.

Uh, Hillary, what was it

you were expecting
to study today?

Trig. I'd give you
the lowdown

on Mr. Callahan
and his massive shoulders,

but we're not really friends
like that yet, are we?

Uh, no, not yet.
But did you know

that when I was an undergrad
I was a double major?

And one of 'em was
applied mathematics?

For reals?

'Cause I'm sensing you need
a salad course

that'll stand up
to your steaks

without overpowering
your lobster.

How about a tomato,
orange, and saved
fennel salad

with frizzled leeks?

You frizzle,
and I'll tutor.

♪ Have the time
of our lives ♪

See? I told you
it would work out.
That was great.

Thanks, but that's
not honest criticism.

You're being a friend,

and there are times
when I need that from you

or from my mother.
This is not one of them.

Did you just
compare me to your--

Sorta, kinda, yeah.

[door opens]
Sorry.

Hey. D.J. boy.

Did you hear
any of that song?

Uh, not really.

Come in here.

Whoa. What
does his opinion matter?

He knows music.

I need a disinterested

yet well-informed party
to weigh in.

Go ahead, Mark.
Be completely unfiltered.

No holds barred.
Okay.

Well, uh, the lyrics
were catchy.

None of this weak-ass,
college boy,

discussion group bull.
Be real.

All right.

You need to work
on musical composition.

That's what
I'm talking about.

In-you-face gut reaction.

I mean,
your fingering's a mess.

You handle a guitar
like a-- a blunt instrument.

Real nice.
No, no, it's okay.

Come on. More.

There are more
than three chords
to a pop song.

You know? Just because
most people don't use 'em and--

You should push yourself
to be not so derivative.

Right.

[exhales sharply]

[grunts]
Jessi, can I interrupt?

Absolutely.
We're not finished.

I'll take over for you.

[exhales sharply]

[sigh]
Come on.

Over here.

I need you to try
and read me.

I read that answer sheet
you made for Josh.

That's about all
I need to know.

When'd you get
so ordinary?

I'm serious, Jessi.

You knew something was
wrong with me this morning.

Maybe you can get in my head
and figure out what's happening.

All right.

I'll try.

You have to try, too.
I am trying.

It's like the signal's
weak or something.

[whoosh]

What did you do?

What do you mean?

You did something.
You pushed.

That's not fair.

I-- I didn't do anything.

You made me promise
not to push myself,

and then you go out
and do something new?

Tell me what it is.

This isn't a game, Jessi.

I don't know what's
happening to me.

I could really be--
[doorbell]

[sigh]

You're the best.
Did you know that?

I guess I do now.
What's this for?

The other day,
when I was nervous
about my tests

to see if the cancer
was gone--

I don't really
know you, but--

Anyway, you were just there.
It's like...

you knew I needed a hug.

I don't really
know you, either!

Oh. It's okay.
Hugs are good.

What's all the lovin for?

[laughs]

I was gonna text.
Too impersonal.

Then I was gonna call,
but again, digital.

This is
a strictly analog moment
that should be shared

with real-time hugs
and gushy feelings.

My test results are back.
I'm officially in remission!

[Josh squeals]

Aah!

Whoo!

[shouting]

♪ You'd better run ♪

♪ You've better run ♪

What did you do?

♪ But the one thing
that I ask ♪

♪ That you live
without reserve ♪

You did it.
You cured her.

That's impossible.
Why?

Because it is.

I healed my hand.
Adam Baylin

healed himself
when he was shot.

It's not the same, Jessi.

Andy's cancer
was blood-related.

Manipulating blood cells
to heal a cut...

that's not that far off
from what you'd have to do.

But I didn't try
to do anything.

I just wanted
to make her feel better.

An emotional trigger...

which is how we always
discover new abilities.

Yes, but it--
Why are you always

trying to deny
what we're capable of?

Can you just stop yelling?

[voice amplified]
I'm not.

It's pounding in my head.

You're messed up.

You did something
that taxed your system.

Now your system
is punishing you.

Look what happens
if we're not strong enough.

Jessi, I can't
do this right now.

Everyone out there
is relying on me.

For study groups?
Cooking?

You and I are
so much more than that.

I don't want to be
so much more!

I want to help Josh
ace his exams...

Lori write her song,
and Steven prepare

the perfect dinner
for Nicole.

I want to spend
the afternoon with Amanda.

I want to be there for them...

be the person
they need me to be.

Mediocre.

You wouldn't understand.

You're right.

I wouldn't.

Jessi, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean--

We should, uh--
You should get back out there.

I'm sure everyone's
wondering where you are.

I really have to go.
My moms are taking me
out to celebrate.

Pizza and batting cages.

I should get
back to studying.

I'm glad I'm not
with Cancer Girl anymore.

Well, I guess that means
you need a new T-shirt.

[chuckles]

I really have to go.

Hils, I'm gonna take off.

What about
the study session?

Not feelin' it.

Where's Lori?

Upstairs. Mark
gave here some feedback

on her prom song.
My T.A. Mark?

Apparently, he's
some all-knowing
musical big shot.

You're kidding.
Is he still here?

No. He left.

And...he's a little obnoxious,
if you ask me.

Okay. All right, uh,
where were we?

Um...right. A cord

is just a straight line
drawn between two points

on a curve.

Okay, Mr. Trager.

I think
we're friends now.

Can I be honest?

Sure, but could
Mr. Callahan wait?

It's not about him.
It's about Mark.

I'm not so sure Lori
should get involved
with an older man.

An older-- W-what--
Uh, did I miss something?

Apparently everything.

Once upon a time,
Lori and Declan
were Leclan.

They were joined
at the hip.

Then they weren't.

Personally...
I think they're
meant to be.

Wait. So how does my T.A.
enter the picture?

Oh, come on, like
you haven't noticed.

No...I haven't.

Well, snarky Mark's a hottie
in dork's clothing,

but I don't think
Lori's seeing it just yet.

She has no idea
their aggro-flirting

is thinly disguised
sexual tension.

Sexual-- What...

ex-- exactly are you
talking about?

Sexual nothing!

What I meant was, could you
pass the sherry vinegar?

Hey, Dad. Good news
made Josh hungry.

Son, I'm happier for you
than I've ever been,

but if you touch my ceviche,
I will kill you.

Is Kyle okay?
He disappeared
into his room again.

Hopefully, he's in there
getting smarter.

I'm fine.

Good. He's all yours.

It's been a pleasure,
Mr. Trager.

Bon appétit!

No more study session?

Let's just say
I learned some things

I'm not sure
I wanted to know.

Are you feeling better?

[loud, sharp whooshing;
oscillating]

[chuckles]
I am now.

[whooshing, oscillating
continue]

[chopping amplified]

Kyle, you all right?

Yeah. What can I
do to help?

[echoing]
We're pretty good here.

Hillary was surprisingly
helpful.

[oscillating]
[stirring amplified]

[oscillating,
loud clinking]

Uh...Josh, how's biology?

The medial rectus.
Jessi made sure
I'll never forget it.

[conversation echoing]

Not much, but there's no way
I'm failing that test.

Okay, at least
let me set the table.

Okay.

[grinding amplified]

[echoing]
Do you need any help?

[clattering amplified]

Plates.

Thanks for helping.

Kyle.
What's happening?

Uhh...
[whining]

Ohh...

Kyle!
Oh, no!

Just step back.
Dad!

[Josh]
Dad?

It's gonna be okay.
Ohh...

[door closes]

You're back so soon?

Kyle's not feeling well.

Well, if he felt he was
coming down with a bug,

he shouldn't have
offered to tutor.

You could've caught some...

thing.

♪♪ [romantic pop song]

[chuckles]
I remember that song.

I haven't heard it in forever.
How do you know it?

Kyle needed it to get
through something once.

He loves it when I play.

Maybe it'll help him now.

[continues playing]

[Kyle]
Amanda's music was a comfort.

But I still felt
lost and confused.

I knew Steven
and Nicole were worried...

not sure how to help me.

All of us were hoping

that answers were on the way.

[doorbell]

♪♪ [ends]

You ready?
No.

Hello. I'm--
Adam Baylin.

It's so good
to finally meet you.

[Steven]
We've heard a lot
about you.

Come in.
Thank you.

This is, uh, my husband--
Steven.

And Nicole.

Kyle speaks
very fondly of you.

Well, he's told us
a lot about you, too.

[Steven]
Yeah.

Not about the resemblance.

Uh...it's pretty striking.

I didn't try
to heal Andy.

I wouldn't. You cautioned me
against pushing myself.

Well, using your mind

to affect another
person's physiology

is conceivable...
someday.

But I don't think
it's possible

at this stage
of your development.

Yet...you're experiencing
strange symptoms.

Especially my hearing.

Sounds are louder...
distorted.

There must be a link
between what you're hearing

and what you've been drawing.

Where did you get this?

Uh, someone left it for Jessi.

We don't know who.

It was missing
from the jukebox

when we went
to the diner.

Well, have you
listened to it?

Yes.
How often?

A lot lately.

I like it.
It relaxes me.

♪♪ [guitar strumming]

Listen again.

♪♪ [guitar strumming]

You don't hear
anything else.

♪ Haunted by this photograph ♪

Am I supposed to be
hearing something?

♪ And don't know why ♪

[Adam]
Listen carefully.

♪ And every time-- ♪

♪♪ [rock]

How can you study
when your whole life
just changed?

Andy threatened me with my life
if I blew off placement exams

just because
she's in remission.

She's tough.

Yeah, and without
the chemo to make her weak,

she could actually
kick my ass.

I'm just trying
to distract myself

from figuring out
what's going on at home.

You too, huh?

Why'd they kick us out
when things were getting good?

I wanted to get a look
at the mad scientist
who brewed up Kyle.

You say it like that,
it sounds kind of creepy.

You know what I mean.

The dude's smart.

I just hope he can
help Kyle figure out

what's up
with his power outage.

And all the mental
brown-outs.

And all the clumsiness.

All the drawings
in primary colors.

[Wes]
Lori?

Hey.

You left this sweater.

Yeah, and I brought you this.

What, did you take it
upon yourself
to rewrite my song?

Well, "rewriting" implies
you had more than four chords
in it to begin with.

I'm a three-chord wonder,
remember?

You're also a great lyricist.

Like, rock-my-world poetic

and funny and unexpected.

You like my lyrics?
I do.

I mean, every time
I try to write my own,
I kind of just--

Handle the English language
like a blunt instrument?

Hmm.

So, you want to help me
with the music.

And you're going to wow me
with the lyrics.

I'd be happy to do that
in exchange for...

I D.J. the prom.

You're killing me.

Consider it
a launching platform
for our hot new single.

[sighs]

Lori Trager,
high school girl.

You have a deal.

♪ --from those eyes ♪

♪ They took me back in time ♪

Adam thinks this record
has something to do

with what's wrong with me.

What is it about this song?

Well, it's not the song.

It's the sounds buried
beneath the music.

Can you hear them?

No, I still can't.

I can't either.

Well, you wouldn't be able
to perceive them, Nicole.

They're subliminal.

It's not a frequency
you'd be able to hear,

but Kyle should.

This is why you're
feeling peculiar,

and why your hearing
is exaggerated.

Your subconscious is trying
to tell you to listen.

Listen?

That's what
the instant message said.

♪ Dream about that day ♪

♪ But it's impossible ♪

You need to clear your mind,

block out any outside sound.

♪ In another world ♪
Focus.

[electronic chirping]
♪ I'd be yours tonight ♪

♪ But I can't break free ♪
[electronic chirping]

I can hear it now.

Sarah and I used
to take this record

and bury messages
for each other

within the music.

It was our secret game.

We'd translate
the sounds into images.

How?

Just like a fax machine
transmits a series of tones

to send a copy.

I fell asleep listening
to the record last night,

and then again this afternoon.

And each time after listening,
you drew those pictures.

They all seem so random.

Well, yes, if you look
at them individually.

But blended together...

Adam, if someone
is sending Kyle

a message this way...

I mean, you said it was
your secret game with Sarah,

and I'm sorry,
but I thought Sarah was dead.

She is.

[Kyle]
All the drawings have been
scanned and put in order.

We're ready.
Good.

So let's hook it up
so everyone can see.

So, how does this work?

Isn't it just going
to be a bunch of blobs
in widescreen format?

More like a flipbook.

We'll use the computer
to view all 450 images
in rapid succession.

And our eyes will knit together
the individual drawings

and the colors will blend.

We'll see what it is
I'm supposed to see.

[beeping]

[clicking mouse]

Try speeding it up.

[clicks mouse]
No problem.

[Kyle]
Latnok.

"I'm alive."

I gave Sarah a Latnok ring
with a red stone.

It was one of a kind.

Then she must have sent this.

It's impossible.

She can't be.

Hey.

Bet you're looking forward
to a good night's sleep.

I am.

Oh, before I forget,
happy anniversary.

[laughs]

I'm sorry I got in the way
of your dinner.

No worries, Kyle.

This was definitely
a memorable one.

It was?
Well, sure.

We had a house
full of teenagers,

a sick kid,
a cancer remission,
a secret message,

and a visit from
a self-healing genius

back from months in a coma.

How was it for you?

Meeting Adam.

Well, I know I said
he was welcome here anytime,

but I did actually have
some anxiety about it.

He's not used to being
around other people,

and the message bringing up

all those feelings
about Sarah--

Kyle, you don't have to
make excuses for him.

It's just that you're both
such an important part
of my life.

We'll find a way to coexist.

Don't start worrying about
how Adam will get along
with the family.

You'll stress yourself out.

So what was it
that made you anxious?

Adam left us in charge
with preparing you

for some greater purpose,

and all I could show him today
was a sick boy.

You were right
about calling him.

Doesn't every good doctor
call in a specialist?

I'm glad that I did.

But I don't think
I'm supposed to know

how to handle
every situation.

You're too special for me
to be able to handle all that.

Nicole...

I think you're special enough
to handle it all.

[door bell rings]
Ugh.

Hasn't everybody we know
already been here today?

Amanda says you were
coming down with something.

You look fine to me.

I was just tired,
that's all.

Did I do something wrong?

Something happened
while Amanda was over here.

Really, nothing did.

She came home
and played the piano.

My daughter hasn't
struck a note

since she came back
from the conservatory.

Not one single note
until today.

She did it because she knows
you love her playing.

You have no idea
how much I've missed it.

I've missed it, too.

Well, whatever you did,
thank you, Kyle.

I'll have to make an effort
to be less wary of you,

even if you did come from
a juvenile detention center.

Mrs. Bloom.

Yes?

I know it's a lot
to ask, but...

could I take Amanda
to the prom?

We'll see.

And by that, I mean
I will think about it.

Maybe.

Yes.

And don't you ever
strong-arm me

like that again,
young man.

[chuckles]

Fortunately,
this food survived

your little
pyrotechnic display.

I have no clue what it is,

but I think someone
needs to sample it.

Uh, Stephen made that
special for Nicole.

And?

And maybe you should wait
till leftovers?

So, all your mental wires
are in place again?

I think so.
Good.

I had enough
of Kyle Unplugged.

I mean, I was getting
kind of worried about you.

Well, I'm fine now,
so nothing to worry about.

That's great news about Andy.

Yeah! Amazing!

She told me she felt better
after you hugged her.

Everyone feels better
after a hug.

But then your system
went all out of whack.

It was just a reaction
to the message in the song.

You can say what you want,

but I'd like to think
that you helped her.

I spent the day
unable to be there

for the people
I cared about the most,

yet everyone worked
to help each other

when I couldn't help them
or myself.

The problem was never
that I'd taken on too much

or caused myself stress.

It was only
that I didn't see

the simplest way
to solve a problem

is to be sure you have
someone to help you.

Pretty good.

Oh, yeah.

[indistinct conversation]