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That's the man that has Nathan?

No. A guy named
Dmitri has Nathan.

- That's a low-life drug dealer.
- And?

I overheard you and Quinn
talking about Clay's drug problem...

so I decided to
discourage his dealer.

- What does this have to do with Nathan?
- When I approached him...

I overheard him talking
to a guy named Dmitri.

How many Dmitris do
you know in Tree Hill?

- Okay.
- Wait.

- I waited long enough. I want my husband.
- What are you gonna do?

Walk up to him, ask
nicely where Dmitri is?

I don't plan on
asking him nicely.

Look at that guy.
Take a good look.

You see anything there that
should make us concerned?

- Yeah, he has a gun.
- He has a gun and we don't.

- So we have to be smart.
- Okay, you're right.

You're right.

So, what's your plan?

I'm not the one you're supposed to arrest.
That guy was beating his son. I stopped him.

I need to ask a few
questions about tonight.

I need you to be
honest with me, okay?

Did your father
hurt you earlier?

Go ahead, sweetie.
Tell the officer the truth.

Tell him your father
never laid a hand on you.

Son, this is important.
Did your father hit you?

No.

- Clay.
- You know that traumatic event...

that I was hiding
from everyone...

including myself?

Well, we, uh, figured it out...

and he just had a birthday.

We had a son, Quinn.

Me and Sara.

I have a son.

How is that possible?

I somehow erased him from
my memory after her death.

It's the reason
for my fugue state.

I mean, are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Ugh, God, it's been like
waking up from a dream. I just...

The reality that I thought I
knew before made sense to me.

But now I'm awake
and I know what's true...

I have a son.

And, Quinn...

it's Logan.

Logan's my son.

Just knowing that Xavier is walking the
same streets as us makes me feel sick.

I'm not gonna be
able to sleep tonight.

Maybe it wasn't him at Karen's.
Maybe it was just in my head.

He's putting us both so on edge,
maybe we're just jumping at shadows.

Do you believe that?

I don't know. What I do know is
that I'm here and our boys are here...

and I'm not gonna let
anything happen to them.

Or you, I promise.

Sorry, we're
closed for the night.

I know.

- We're closed.
- So you said.

Can I help you with something?

Yes, I think you can.

- Dude, wake up.
- What are you doing?

Taking my dog out for a run.

You got a dog?

No. You my dog, dog.

- Did Millie put you up to this?
- No. You did, Chubs.

Am I really that bad?

I'm thinking about changing
your name from Mouth to Chins.

Now, let's go. Move, move, move.

All right, I'm up. I'm up.

Morning.

We had a crib with
his name above it.

And a mobile of planes.

I can see it so clearly now. I just,
uh, can't believe I forgot about it.

I just left him there.

I had a son and I abandoned him.

Trauma or no trauma...

how the hell can someone
erase their own child for six years?

I just left him there
and never went back.

But that doesn't mean
that you can't go back now.

I don't know if I can.

Of course you can.

And I'm gonna go with you.

Hey. I'm here
to fix your toilet.

I think you have the wrong
address. I didn't call for a plumber.

Hi. I hear you've got
a backed up toilet.

No one called for a
plumber. Our toilet is fine.

Uh, no. A Brooke Davis called
me, and she said to get here quick.

"The toilet is backed up on account
of the muffins at Karen's Café."

I didn't call a plumber. There's
nothing wrong with our toilet...

and there is certainly
nothing wrong with our muffins.

Why would I volunteer so much?
- Brooke Davis?

I'm here about
the broken crapper.

Crap.

Excuse me.

Hi. It's not broken.

Where is that slut
you call a boss?

Hi, Brooke.

Welcome to Tree Hill Café.

How can I help you, neighbor?

Thanks for bailing me out.
- Not a problem.

I couldn't leave you in the clink
too long, a pretty little thing like you.

Don't try to skip bail. I've got season
two of Dog the Bounty Hunter at home.

I've picked up some
pointers. Bro, I'll catch you.

Don't worry, I'm
not going anywhere.

What are you doing?

Um, running a decent
café, unlike you.

How could you hire
him? He's a criminal.

Who, Xavier? Heh. He
needed a job, we were hiring.

Plus, I get a stipend from the
government for hiring a felon. Win-win.

He's a felon because
he kidnapped a child...

robbed me, and beat
the hell out of me.

Oh, my God, I stand corrected.

So really it's a win-win win. If you
count the beating the hell out of you part.

Okay, you wanna hang signs
and send roach infested plants...

and clog my doorway with
the Super Mario Brothers, fine.

But he is dangerous.
He murdered a kid.

Correct me if I'm wrong...

but, um, didn't you have
a convicted murderer...

flipping burgers for
you not too long ago?

Tara, please don't do this. I cannot
have him working so close to me.

So if he stays, you go?

Perfect. So really
it's "win-win" win-win.

Do be a stranger.

Hey.

I'm out of shape.

Damn, dog. You were
from De Niro in Taxi Driver...

to De Niro in Raging Bull.
Heh. What the hell happened?

Well, when you have a job like
mine, you have to eat out a lot.

When you have a job
like yours, go to the gym.

You plan on going, but
something comes up...

and you put it off until the next
day. So you wake up a little heavier.

You string enough of these days
together and you just wake up heavy.

You know, I heard somewhere
that unhappy people...

sometimes eat a lot to
make themself feel better.

Now, I'm saying this to you...

because you don't seem
like the Mouth I used to know.

- Yeah?
- Yeah. It's like...

if a sad Mouth from a
different dimension came here...

and hunted down the
happy Mouth and ate him.

You know, I have felt
a bit of a weight lately...

but I don't know
the cause of it.

I think it's your ass.

I have a great relationship with
Millie. We have a good life, a good job.

I'm pretty happy.

Yeah, well, I know something
that will make you really unhappy.

- Fifty pushups.
- Ha-ha-ha.

Are you serious?

Would you settle for five? Because
five would make me unhappy too.

That's what you
meant by being smart?

He has a gun, now so do I.

And this is your master plan?

This isn't a disagreement
with someone at a PTA meeting.

These are dangerous people.
You want Nathan back...

- this might be what it takes.
- You are gonna get yourself killed.

You have a better plan?

Yeah, I do.

How is it that I have
a son and no one felt...

like they should share
this information with me?

- When Sara was taken from you...
- When Sara died.

All right.

When your wife died, in order
to cope with the sudden loss...

your brain removed the one thing
that reminded you the most of her.

Logan.

We tried, Clay. We tried telling you
during your early sessions, but you...

or rather your brain,
just wouldn't hear it.

When Logan was brought
up, you would shut down.

All progress would be lost.

- So you just quit?
- Clay.

No, it's okay.

You quit, Clay.

You stopped coming to
your sessions and just...

You disappeared.

So the state granted
custody to Sara's parents.

But why has no one
tried to contact him since?

I decided we needed to wait
for you to remember on your own.

So if you wanna be
angry, be angry with me.

I don't wanna be angry. I...

I just need some guidance.

I left him for six years.

What do I do now?

You should go talk to your son.

You shouldn't be here.

I need a minute.

I may be going
to jail for a while...

and I want to make sure
that Chuck is gonna be okay.

That your husband is not
going to hurt him anymore.

Not tomorrow, not next
week, not six months from now.

When he gets in
one of his moods...

I don't know what to do.

I try to stop him.

You need to try harder.

And if that means getting him out of your
lives, then that's what you need to do.

Otherwise, it's going to be
Chuck who ends up in the hospital.

Please.

Do it for Chuck.

Chase.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

I know.

Well, first, he came to my
café and asked for a job...

then he came back and ordered food.
Now he's working across the street from us.

May have been watching us
through the window last night.

What it sounds like to
me is we have an ex-con...

able to find employment
after being paroled...

and who occasionally gets hungry.
I wish all my parolees were this way.

I'm sorry, the way you say that
makes us sound like we're loony.

Are there rules against contact
with someone you attacked?

- Yes, there are.
- There, he broke the rules.

But it's a small town, and
paths will cross at times.

He came to my place of work
and asked me for a job on purpose.

Xavier informed me of that
incident after it happened.

He was not aware you had
any connection with the café.

- Come on.
- He came back after that.

And ate pie.

If it will make you feel better,
I will call him this afternoon...

and reiterate to him he
needs to stay away from you.

So that's it?

Unfortunately, yes. I mean,
that's how the system works.

Unless you have proof Xavier
is doing something illegal...

there is nothing
more that I can do.

- Tell me this is a shortcut.
- No. This is the long way.

But at least we get to stop
by and say hi to Jimmy.

We were gonna host
Sports Center together.

We even had our
own catch phrases.

Mine was, uh, "Wammo kablammo,"
and his was, "Now that's a spicy meatball."

Man, y'all was some dorks.

There's not a day that goes
by where I don't think about him.

Somehow I still feel guilty
about how I lost touch with him.

Yeah, but that
wasn't your fault, man.

Yeah.

We miss you, Jimmy.

- He's over there, you know.
- Who?

Xavier.

The Xavier who attacked you?

- I didn't tell you?
- No.

He got hired at Tree Slut
Café and it is wigging me out.

What? He can't do that, can he?

Apparently.

You know what, I
can't even talk about it.

You have news about Nathan?

No, um. Heh.

No, the police
are doing nothing.

I'm sorry.

- So I went to Dan.
- Really?

Yeah. At this point, I'm just willing to
do whatever it takes to get Nathan back.

Dan has a lead and that's why I'm
here. I need your help with something.

Anything.

Well? Are you just
gonna sit there and stare?

Or do you wanna buy me another?

So, what do you
think is gonna happen?

My best bet? Unh, I'm going
to get a dishonorable discharge.

Once the dust settles, the police
will be there to cart me off to prison.

Good times.

Dude, I'm sorry.

I don't regret what
I did for a second.

The guy had it coming.

Beating on a kid.

And Chuck lied, huh?

He was just scared.
He's been through a lot.

Yeah, but still, you
don't deserve to go to jail.

He should be in jail.

I sound like a broken record but I don't
think I can handle seeing his psycho face.

Maybe you should stop staring
at him through the window then.

What I mean is it's probably
best if we both keep an eye on him.

Like a two-person
neighborhood watch.

I know what he's gonna do.

He's gonna act all normal
and un-Norman-Bates-ish...

and then once I drop my guard,
bam, that's when he strikes.

Well, actually, Norman Bates
acted relatively normal in public.

It was behind closed doors that
he was psycho, so you can't really...

Probably don't need a
film history lesson now.

No.

Haley is helping
Dan look for Nathan.

Really? That's an odd pairing.

Well, the police aren't doing anything
so she's looking for him herself.

Ugh, there he goes.

Off to torture kittens or
make dolls out of human hair...

or whatever nut jobs do.

- Let's follow him.
- Are you serious?

Brooke, we have
a family to protect.

Having that creep on the
streets puts our boys at risk.

Okay, Haley has the right idea.

We follow him and see what he's up to.
They need proof that he's up to no good?

Let's get proof.

So the predator
becomes the prey.

We have an emergency.
Chase is in trouble.

Come on, what are we gonna do?

I know. This is big,
I'm speechless too.

He helped this little kid and the kid
lied to the cops. You believe that?

No.

We could have a benefit
concert. Get the media on our side.

Or we could have a
Save Chase Twitter feed.

Or you could just
go talk to the kid.

Or that. Yeah.

Okay. Okay, these
are good ideas.

Let's keep brainstorming in case
we need a fallback. Great work, team.

Good enthusiasm.

What's wrong?

I don't know how to do this. I mean,
what I am supposed to say to him?

You've been talking to him
every day for the last week.

Yeah, but that was before
I knew he was my son.

He adores you.

So just talk to him like always.

And at some point,
tell him you're his father.

Clay. Just walk over
and say, "Hi, Logan."

Everything else
will come naturally.

- Hey, Gambit.
- Gambit, huh?

Yeah. I'm Wolverine
and you're Gambit.

Nice.

So where have you been?

Did you "lugue" again?

No, uh, I didn't fugue.
Something came up.

It was something I had to go think about. So
I thought it better if I didn't do that here.

So you've been eating well?

- Huh?
- You know, like, lots of leafy greens?

You're weird.

Who's this guy?

Oh, that's Deadpool.

Is he a good guy?

Uh, it's hard to say.

He's a hero for hire, so
sometimes he's good...

but sometimes he's bad.

Big thing about
this guy, though...

is that he has healing
powers like Wolverine.

And he's a bit of a smart-ass.

You just said a swear.

Sorry.

You know, swearing is bad.

So you just don't do it.

And if you could...

maybe don't mention it
to Dr. A in your next visit.

Okay.

Hey, Logan, has the
doctor ever talked to you...

about your parents?

Sometimes.

Did he ever tell you
what happened to them?

Yeah.

My mom went to heaven
when I was a baby.

How about your dad?

He got really, really
sad when she died.

So sad that he had to go away.

That sounds rough.

But I don't care, though.

Besides, Spider-Man
lost both of his parents too.

Hey, mini-me.

You doing okay?

Chase is going to go
to jail and it's all my fault.

I should have told
the cops the truth.

I should've told them he was just
trying to get my dad to stop hitting me.

- Is he mad at me?
- No.

He understands. He just wants to
make sure you're gonna be okay.

Are you mad at me?

No.

No, I'm not mad at you.

Now, Chris Keller knows how
hard it is to do the right thing.

Funny thing is that you
keep trying to be like me...

which is understandable.

I'm pretty kick-ass.

But you should be
trying to be like Chase.

I mean, he did the right thing even
though he was afraid of what could happen.

- Maybe this isn't the best idea.
- Stalking the guy that's been stalking us?

No. It's not that.

This could take forever.

What are we supposed to do? Follow
him all day till he commits a crime?

Well, that didn't
very take long.

Hello, 911?

I'd like to report a break-in.

So then I broke his
arm, and then I told him...

if he didn't give me the
money he owed me...

then I would continue...

- to break every bone in his body.
- Hmm.

In alphabetical order. Heh.

Which works because
I started with his arm.

Arm. Right.

That's funny.

You're funny.

You're a real, um,
tough guy, huh?

I like that in a man.

- You know what I like in a woman?
- Hmm?

- Me.
- Oh.

Do your shot.

This has been real fun.

I think I'm gonna need
something else, though.

Something that's gonna,
you know, get me in the mood.

- If you know what I'm saying.
- Heh.

You wanna party
with me or my product?

Let's make it a threesome.

That works for me, girl.

Come on.

Damn, girl. I can't
wait to hit that.

That's just what I was thinking.

What is taking so long? He should
be some prisoner's bitch by now.

- You reported the break-in?
- Yes, sir. Need a statement or something?

When you arrest him,
can I slap the cuffs on him?

- We're not arresting him.
- What?

He didn't break in.

We just saw him
climb in the window.

The house belongs to a friend of his.
He's staying there and forgot his key.

- It all checks out.
- Oh.

See you found him by the pool,
on the beach, on a playground.

- All the places you would take your child.
- Hmm.

Well, now that he knows about Logan, uh,
the fugue state no longer has a purpose.

So he's cured?

For the most part.

He'll need to go to therapy
in order to, uh, work through...

some of the issues he needs
to address. It's gonna take time.

But he's on his way.

We'll get through it.

He told me he loves
you, by the way.

That totally breaks patient-doctor
confidentiality but, uh...

But then you knew it
already, so, what the hell.

Thank you.

Airman Adams,
to attack a civilian...

is an act that casts shame
and embarrassment...

on your fellow airmen.

Your actions were unbecoming
of a member of the Air Force.

Seems we have a character
witness here to speak on your behalf.

At ease, young man.

I know that you guys wanna
kick Chase out of the Air Force...

because you think he
did something wrong.

But he didn't.

I did.

Because I didn't tell the truth.

My dad hits me.

He hits me even when I
haven't done anything wrong.

Chase found out
and he stopped him.

I know I shouldn't have lied
about it, but I did and I'm sorry.

So it's my fault.

Chase was protecting me.

Isn't that what you
taught him to do?

He's really nice to me...

and helps me with
all kinds of stuff.

All he ever wanted
to do was fly.

Please don't take
that away from him.

Hey, Jimmy.

I know what you're thinking.

"I haven't heard from my pal Mouth in ages
and what's this? Two visits in one day?"

Well, I've been working
on this sports blog...

and thought maybe
you could help me with it.

What the hell is this?

This is me finding out
where my husband is.

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

But if I did...

I'd say that he had his teeth
pulled out and fingers cut off by now.

- I wanna know where...
- Haley.

He can't tell us anything
if you beat him to death.

Woo-hee. That's a crazy bitch.

- Come on.
- What did you do?

- Get her off me.
- No!

- Get this bitch out off of me.
- Okay.

Your husband is
dead, you stupid whore.

Shut up.

You need to go now.

I'm not going until I
find out where Nathan is.

I may need to do
things you shouldn't see.

- I can handle it.
- Haley.

He's going to talk and we're
going to find Nathan. Trust me.

But I can't have you here
when I do this. Okay? Go home.

I'll call you.

Make sure you give
Deb back her clothes.

Bring Nathan home.

I don't care what it takes.

Bring him home.

Well, well, well. Alone at last.

Alone at last.

- Look...
- Shh.

You've done enough talking today
with that pretty little mouth of yours.

How about you listen?

I know I hurt you in the past...

but that's the past.

I served my time for what I did and
I'm just trying to get on with my life.

But you keep pushing me.

You need to stop.

Because you should know...

that I can get to
you whenever I want.

So don't give me a reason to.

You dropped these.

Have a nice night.

Hmm.

- Told you we'd fix it.
- I know.

I can't wait to crash it again.

Hey, about what you said
earlier. Do you really not care...

- what happened to your mom and dad?
- I don't know.

Do you ever think
about your dad?

I guess sometimes I think
about what he might be like.

- And what do you think?
- Promise you won't laugh?

Promise.

Well, I like to think
that he's a superhero.

Like in X-Men, out
fighting bad guys.

Or he's a secret agent...

and he's got a flying car
and a jetpack and stuff.

Hmm. Would you settle for a
regular agent? The non-secret kind.

I guess.

I just hope that maybe
one day he'll come home.

Then maybe neither of
us will be sad anymore.

Logan, you know my problem?

How I wander around
like I'm someone else?

Well, Dr. A was able to help
me figure out why I was doing it.

And how come?

Well, a few years ago,
something bad happened.

Uh, I lost someone that
I loved very, very much.

My wife.

But when it happened, my
brain just made me forget things...

that reminded me of
her so I'd be less sad.

But now my brain
wants me to remember.

The person that I lost,
Logan, was your mom.

Uh, I'm your father.

And you're... You're my son.

Uh, I know I don't, um,
have a flying car or anything...

but I'd really like to
be a part of your life.

And I'd really like it if
you'd be a part of mine.

Would you like that?

Logan?

No.

- I'm out.
- What?

That is such a load of crap.

You know, Chris Keller thinks that those
jackasses weakened our nation today.

It could have been a lot worse.

I was only given a general
discharge, not a dishonorable one.

So I got that going for me.

Now, I just hope they don't send
me to prison for the next three years.

They're not going
to. Right, Mom?

No, they're not.

Wade's been arrested. I
reported him to the police...

and told them that you
acted in defense of Chuck.

The Air Force still
gonna let you fly planes?

No, Chuck.

At least not for them.

So, what I said
didn't mean anything?

Hey, what you said
meant everything.

Come here.

Dude, wake up.

Baby, please, I am
not from Havana.

Skills.

- What up?
- You wanna go to the gym?

Well, sure, my chubby buddy.

What the hell do
you dream about?

What?

- He did what?
- Xavier scared the hell out of me.

Told me I need
to leave him alone.

- Did he tell you or threaten you?
- Both.

I don't know. It felt pretty
threatening and creepy.

Brooke, you need
to call the police.

They're not gonna do
anything except set him off.

Well, what does Julian think?

- I didn't tell him.
- Brooke.

Haley, if I tell Julian, he's
just gonna go after Xavier...

and then he either murder
him or get murdered by him.

Either way, my boys
grow up without a father.

Oh. What are you gonna do?

I don't know.

Let's talk about something else.
Did everything go okay with you?

Um, yeah. Considering
the circumstances...

everything went great. Um...

It's just kind of up
to Dan now, I guess.

What happened to our world?

What are you doing awake?

Hey.

Hey.

It's okay.

Oh, it's okay. Mommy is here.

And she always will be.

Yeah.

What's that?

You're dead. You know that?

You're dead.

There's something you
should know about me.

I don't do well with threats.

You see...

I'm gonna find my son
whether you talk or not.

The only thing is...

will you still be
breathing when I do?

I'm gonna ask you a few questions,
you feel free to scream out the answers.

You see, that's the good news
about having your own soundstage.

No one can hear you scream.

And down will come baby

Cradle and all