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Previously
on Kyle XY:

This symbol was on some
sort of security key card

we found near the
remains in the woods.

The victim or the killer
may have dropped it.

Do you think you've
ever seen it before?

No.

Kyle, you know this
is just a game.

If anyone can get a Ouija
board to work, it's him.

Seven, eight, one,
two, two, seven.

What does it mean?

Kyle, this is Charlie,
my boyfriend.

Come on, Hils. Truce?
I'm so over fighting.

For reals? Because
I'm so over you.

Fractured pieces of his past are
entering his consciousness.

I think it's
a memory.

- You recognize him?
- No, I've never seen him before.

He's starting
to remember.

Kyle, what's wrong?

That's him.

He was all I could
think about.

I couldn't understand why or
how he'd been in my dream.

Or how I could draw his
face if I didn't know him?

Was he dead?

Or was the professor still
missing... like me?

Kyle? Hey.

We talked
about this.

It's not good for you
to keep obsessing.

Have you heard from
Detective Breen?

The police still don't know if those
remains were Professor Kern's.

The more you think about this
the more it'll agitate you.

So let's just wait for the test
results, and we'll deal with it then.

Josh is outside with
some of his buddies.

Why don't you go take a few
shots? Show 'em how it's done.

Nicole was right. Basketball
was a welcome distraction.

It took me out of my
head and into a zone

where nothing mattered but
the ball and the hoop.

- That's ten for ten.
- The guy doesn't miss.

- Yeah, at free throws, maybe.
- Yeah?

Kyle, back up. Make
some three-pointers.

Come on.

Oh, my God!

Sweet shot.

That's nothing. He
nails it every time.

- Oh, yeah?
- Show him, Kyle. Spice it up a little.

I tried to calculate
all the data,

but one variable was
hard to determine.

Then I found
a solution.

Oh! That was insane!
How'd you do that?

Angle, trajectory,
velocity, wind.

And all this time I've been
chucking a ball through a hoop.

You ever think about
joining a team?

- There you are.
- Hey, you.

- How you doing, Kyle?
- Good.

- We got a sweet shooter here.
- We do?

Oh, yeah.
Seriously, Kyle,

come by the rec center tomorrow,
try out for the team.

This late? You're
already in the finals.

Kyle hitting these three-pointers
could make all the difference.

I'll talk to
coach about you.

Well, if anyone can make
it happen, it's Charlie.

- OK, I'll try.
- Cool.

I'll see you then.

Bye, Kyle.

Kyle, light it up!

Man, there's no way
he can do it again.

Kyle, shoot!

What?

You got to look cool
playing ball, Kyle.

I don't?

How do I put this?
No.

Let me show you.

See?

Now you're a
real baller.

But you can't just look the
part, you got to talk the talk.

- Speak the lingo.
- Lingo?

Yeah, the
slang, dude.

Like when you dunk,
you got to scream,

"Booya! That's the
kizzle dizzle!"

- What's the kizzle dizzle?
- You are.

Trust me, Kyle. I know
what I'm talking about.

Wow, Kyle, you
look like a pro.

- Ready for action?
- I think so.

I remember when I played. Out on
the court, get that rhythm going,

the whole team moving like
they share one brain.

Five jocks equals one
brain. That sounds right.

Anyway, I remember one
game, down by one,

five seconds left, I steal the ball,
dribble down the court and...

Swish! Hit the game-winning
shot at the buzzer.

- Yeah, yeah.
- Thanks, Josh. Spoil it for Kyle?

I'm sure you'll tell it
a hundred more times.

Lori, could you drop
Kyle off today?

- What am I, your chauffeur now?
- I'm late for a consultation, OK?

- Enjoy your morning.
- Thank you. Don't be long.

Bye, guys. Kyle,
good luck today, OK?

And remember, as long as you give
it your best, you can't lose.

Words to live by,
by Nicole Trager.

Bye.

Here you go.

You're welcome.

They tossed the ball in a symphony
of lines, curves and angles.

Kyle, what's
up, dawg?

That means, "Hey,
how are you?"

- Oh.
- So you made it.

- Can I play?
- First, just...

First, lose this. Better. Come
on. I'll show you around.

Trager!

Hey.

- What are you doing here?
- Yes, what are you?

- Brought Kyle to practice.
- Kyle? What for?

Charlie wants him
on the team.

What the hell
is he thinking?

So are we doing the
ignoring thing now

or just shooting nasty looks?
I just want to be clear.

Don't flatter yourself. I don't
waste my time worrying about you.

You don't waste any
time at all, do you?

You and Declan crashed and
burned. He's fair game.

Oh, yeah. I'm so sure you're concerned
with the fairness of it all.

I see what I want
and I go get it.

I don't hold out
my whole life

and then finally
go through with it

and completely
mess it up.

- Dude, we can't add Kyle now.
- Why not?

For one thing, the guy doesn't
know his ass from his forehead.

Well, have you ever
seen him shoot?

Tanner, we can't pick up a new
player a week before the finals.

That's what I said.

Coach, the guy hits nothing
but net every time.

The team is
perfectly balanced.

We're up against
the Lancers.

I can't have some unknown coming
in to disrupt everything.

- At least watch him shoot.
- Why are you pushing this?

I want to win. Are you afraid
he'll steal your thunder?

- Me and him, one-on-one.
- Enough.

It's too late to
change the roster.

But Kyle's new in town. I bet the
league will make an exception.

Where did you say this
kid comes from, Tanner?

Does it matter?

- Kyle's on the team?
- And he practically made every shot.

That's fantastic.

Kyle, this could be such a
great experience for you.

- When's the game?
- Next Sunday. It's the championship.

You're playing in the
final? Against who?

- I don't know.
- The Lancers.

Apparently, they've won
the past two years.

Kyle's team is
gunning for them.

- It's testosterone overload.
- It's just a game.

It is not just a game,
it's a championship,

and Kyle is their
secret weapon.

- Weapon?
- Kyle, it is just a game.

Absolutely. It's
just all about fun.

I know, I know.

He's on the team one day and I turn
into one of those obnoxious fathers.

Thanks.

I just don't want to put
any pressure on him.

He needs to ease into
new social situations.

I'll root him
on quietly.

I've been reading
about Professor Kern.

Hon, we still don't know
if there's a connection.

- I know.
- Did you find anything?

Most of his research is about the
brain, maximizing its potential.

- I know what you're thinking.
- We've seen what Kyle can do.

Maybe Professor Kern was his teacher,
and if Kyle witnessed his murder...

Hon, you're drawing conclusions
before there's any real evidence.

Kyle drew that picture of Kern
before he knew Kern was missing.

And if that skeleton found in the
woods turns out to be Kern's,

you can't tell me that's
just a coincidence.

Kyle's around 16. Why would a
college professor be teaching him?

He knew Kyle
was gifted.

- This is Foss.
- Kern was in the news again.

The police are going to
start making connections.

I told you
they won't.

I got a plan.

- What kind of theories?
- There's not much detail here.

I enjoyed the simple
logic of the game,

but having someone try to
prevent me from making a basket

was a totally
new experience.

- Hey! You totally hacked him.
- What're you, his personal ref?

- He's still learning the game.
- He only has a week.

He needs a
crash course.

You OK?

I don't think Declan
wants me on the team.

No, he gets a little intense.
Hang in there, you're doing good.

Now that Kyle's
on the team,

the Bison are gonna wipe the
floor with the Lancers.

I don't know, dude. It's one
thing to score in your backyard,

but the Lancers got
killer defense.

Well, I'm a
believer.

Dude, trust me, they'll
double-team him.

That won't
stop Kyle.

Got five? Got five.

Want to bet?

Sure, put me
in for five.

Dude, put me down
for a Hamilton.

Cool.

Here's everything you need
to know about the game.

Pulls it up in the front court,
finds O'Brien around the corner.

Three hundred pages should
take you five minutes.

Who's Michael
Jordan?

Yeah, you're not from
a different planet.

He's only the greatest
basketball player ever.

Ever?

Look, if you're gonna play, you
gotta learn from the best.

Read these. They'll
make you unbeatable.

- Josh, get the door!
- I'm not your butler!

Just answer it,
you little creep!

Whoa. I didn't know Lori
could handle two at once.

Very funny. Now get
out of my way.

Is Kyle here?

- In here.
- OK.

So now that Kyle's
on your team,

what do you make
of your chances?

- The Lancers are going down.
- I guarantee it.

That's all I
wanted to hear.

Because he's really
bringing the heat.

- Jackson brings the ball...
- Hey, Kyle.

What's up, dawg?

Coach told me to drop
off the playbook and...

About practice today... I
should've gone easier on you.

That's OK. You
blocked my shot.

I should've pump-faked to make you
leave your feet and draw the foul.

This final, dude,
it's vital.

We lost to the Lancers last year
in overtime on a heartbreaker.

A buzzer-beater won
the championship.

Hey, I didn't know
you guys were here.

- Hey, Lori.
- What's going on, Trager?

- Well, I don't want to interrupt.
- No, no, no. I'm done here.

Come chat with me.

Wow.

You must really
love the game.

More all the time.

Man. You know there's nothing
like being on a team.

You know, knowing my boys got
my back and I got theirs.

That sounds cool.

The judge slammed me with 50
hours of community service.

That's so harsh.

Said I could've gotten
worse for hit-and-run.

- Did your dad totally freak?
- It wasn't pretty.

So you coming
to the game?

You're looking at your
cheering section.

- Really?
- Yeah, I love to watch you play.

Hang on a sec.

- Oh, it's you.
- I live here. What do you want?

- Declan.
- Excuse me?

- Hey, Hils.
- Hey! I saw your car.

- So you're stalking him now?
- No, that's your MO.

I just figured I'd pop in
and save us some time.

Ready to go?

You had plans?

Uh... Did we?

Well, when I saw you today,
you said, "See you later."

Here it is. Later.

That is so lame.

Come on, guys, this is ridiculous.
Just get over it already.

- Over what?
- Yeah. It's all good.

So it's up to you.

A night out with me or
slum it here with Trager.

- Ready to bounce, D?
- Absolutely.

- Check you later, bro.
- Later, bro.

Hey, Kyle.

Oh, that felt good!

I thought about
what Charlie said.

I wanted to prove I
was one of the guys.

In all the books
Josh gave me,

one move was respected
more than any other.

They called it...
the Air Jordan.

Booya! That's the
kizzle dizzle!

Did you see that?
He's awesome.

Yeah, yeah, that
was pretty cool.

Hey, yo. Check
this out.

- Are you all right?
- I'm fine. It's no big deal.

He hurt the same ankle
a few weeks ago.

We need you a hundred
percent for the game.

- Sit out the rest of practice.
- You know coach. I'd lose my spot.

Why would you
lose your spot?

Let's go, ladies.
Line up.

Ladies?

- McDonald... what's up?
- Nothing.

Good. No room for
soft players here.

Kyle, are you waiting for
a special invitation?

Move it!

Rush down on three,
come back two on one.

Let's go! Move it!

Move it!

So I've got you down
for 25 and you for 30.

- Sure you can cover these bets?
- Dude, I've got deep pockets.

You must be smoking something.
Lancers haven't lost in two years.

- They won't start with the Bison.
- Guess I'm feeling lucky.

Pleasure doing business
with you. You want in?

So you ready
for the NBA?

- I don't think I'm tall enough.
- It was a joke.

God, could she be any
more transparent?

You don't like her
talking to him?

Well, she's just flirting
with him to annoy me.

It's working.

Oh, so now you're an expert
on teenage girl warfare?

You're at war with
her? Over what?

Because she...

I... What difference does it make? She's
a total bitch and we're fighting.

Wait here, LeBron.

- OK, I'll show it to you.
- OK.

For sure.

Hey, Trager. Picking
up Boy Wonder?

Yeah, it's such a pain, but...
at least I get to see you.

Gag me.

So I was thinking we could
hang out this weekend.

Sure. A bunch of
us are going to...

No, no. Just us.

Just us?

We have been known to hook
up every now and then.

I thought it was
only "then."

Yeah, and "then" was
a total disaster.

It's a new day. Let's
see where it goes.

Nice shot.

Nice work.

Come on, sit.
Come on.

Hey, buddy.

Want to make
some money?

- What's the catch?
- There's no catch.

Get in, I'll
explain it to you.

Come on!

Thattaboy.

- Hey, what's going on?
- You're not gonna believe this.

- Adults only.
- What? The kids aren't home?

Let's enjoy it
while we can.

Well, one of us really
should start dinner.

Nah. Let's order in.

I like the way
you think.

In an exclusive story, police
have identified the remains

found by hikers near
Victor Falls last month

as William Kern, a
professor of biochemistry

at the University
of Washington.

Dr. Kern was last seen
leaving campus in June.

Police believe he was
killed soon after,

but so far, no arrests have
been made in the murder.

And coming up next, all
your local weather and...

Yes, I'm still
holding.

Well, I've called three times.
Has he gotten my messages?

Well, tell the detective
I'm expecting his call.

He would've called if he had
something new to tell us.

Yes, those are
Kern's remains.

The police haven't found
anything to link to Kyle.

He saw Kern
in his dream.

He was able to draw his face. He
must've known him. He had to.

Maybe we should tell
him what's going on.

Not yet. He's so excited
about basketball.

Let's wait and
tell him tomorrow.

- More?
- You got to keep your energy up.

Remember, every
shot counts today.

I've got a lot
riding on this game.

- You do?
- Well, yeah,

I've been chatting up how
great a player Kyle is.

- Don't let me down.
- Josh, you'll make him nervous.

It's OK if you are, Kyle. It just
means your adrenaline is pumping.

My stomach does
feel strange.

You've got butterflies.
It's an expression.

Wait till you make
that first basket.

You're going to feel an
incredible jolt of energy.

- Oh.
- Are you both coming to the game?

- Wouldn't miss it for the world.
- Can't wait.

Ladies and gentlemen. Can I
have your attention, please?

Welcome to our
championship game!

- This is it.
- Would you give it up, please,

for last year's
champions, the Lancers!

And this year's champs in the
west side division, the Bison!

Way to go, Kyle!

Dude, could your dad
be any more into it?

- Woo-hoo!
- Let's meet the starting lineup.

First, for the defending
champions the Lancers...

Point guard number
eleven, Noel Beck.

- Hey. Can I sit here?
- Sure.

All right.

It all comes
down to this.

One game, one moment in time
to prove that we are the best.

And we are the best!

We haven't beaten the
Lancers in two years.

Two years!

I had no idea why coach was shouting
or why he kept saying things twice.

My grandma plays better
defense than them.

- My grandma!
- Too bad she's not playing.

Make sure to set
screens for Kyle.

Free him up to shoot.
He's our star.

And help him out on defense. He's
still adjusting to our system.

- We got your back, Kyle.
- OK, "team" on three.

- One, two, three.
- Team!

Trager, feeling
the heat.

Hey, so how much are you
going to end up owing?

- Yeah.
- Yo, I'm cashing in.

And don't come crying to me
when I upgrade my game system.

- What's that for?
- Oh, I keep Charlie's stats for him.

Do you want a page to keep
track of Declan and Kyle?

Are you kidding me? I
hate watching basketball.

Then why are
you here?

Yeah!

An explosion of positive
energy filled the gym.

I felt a wave of
excitement from the crowd

and the thrilled
support of my team.

Playing basketball was everything
I'd hoped it would be.

Yo! Here we go!

Let's go, Declan!

Oh, yeah! Yeah!

In the final minutes of the game the
competition became more intense.

Kyle, what are
you doing?

Come on, man!
Get the foul!

Come on, man.
Make the pass.

My own teammates grew
hostile and impatient.

- Get your head in the game.
- My own coach seemed against me.

Kyle, control the ball,
you control the game.

The game!

That's my rock!
Don't forget it!

Damn it, Kyle,
guard the man!

That's your man!

I was trying my best, but even
Stephen seemed disappointed in me.

Everything I'd loved about the
sport began to disappear.

My ankle.

- You OK, man?
- Timeout!

Shake it off, McDonald.
It's crunch time.

- Damn it!
- McDonald, we need you.

Come on.

- I can't, coach.
- Can't?

Get your ass on that
court or you're out.

I couldn't believe that the
coach wanted him to play.

It was like winning
clouded everything.

Play or you're off
the team for good.

- Coach, you can't do that.
- Shut up, Tanner!

We can't win if we
play with quitters.

Kyle, take his spot.

You deaf?

Forget McDonald.

You're the shooting
guard now.

No.

What did you say?

- I said no.
- This is your team now.

Your chance
to shine.

I can't play, coach.

I'm injured too.

Then you're off the
team with McDonald.

Tanner, take over.

Sorry. My ankle's
hurt too.

- Who's going in?
- Can't, coach. I'm hurt.

Me too.

This can't be
happening.

- What's Kyle doing? Why won't he play?
- I don't know.

Coach, I need your team on
the floor or you forfeit.

All of you...

out on that
court now!

Do this.

Do this and you'll regret it
for the rest of your lives!

Bison forfeit.
Lancers win.

Ladies and gentlemen, the
Bison have forfeited.

The Lancers retain
the championship.

File this. Thanks.

- Yes.
- Detective Breen.

Mrs. Trager, I owe
you a phone call.

Several. You should've told me as
soon as you identified those remains.

You're not
entitled to that.

But isn't Kyle? He's desperate,
detective, to unlock his past

and Professor Kern
holds the key.

No, he doesn't.

We've already interviewed several
of his friends and colleagues.

No one recognized
Kyle's picture

and Kern never mentioned
knowing a boy.

But Kyle had to
have known him.

And they were both
there, in those woods.

Maybe Kyle knows
who killed him.

That man was found dead
last night. Drug overdose.

We found several items on him that
belonged to Kern as well as a gun...

the same one
used to kill Kern.

- Why did he kill him?
- A junkie looking for cash.

He had priors. Attempted
murder, assault.

Mrs. Trager...

we'll keep making every effort
that we can to help Kyle.

But we've found no
link to Professor Kern

and... this murder
case is closed.

- It's the professor.
- Yes.

And he's dead?

Does that mean
I knew him?

Maybe. So far no one's been
able to make the connection.

But I drew his face before I ever
saw his picture in the paper.

I don't know how to
explain that right now.

That doesn't mean
we'll stop trying.

We'll keep working together,
keep looking for answers.

Every time we look for more answers
we only find more questions.

I was so sure we were
on to something.

Now I'm right back
where I started.

Kyle, I know you're frustrated. This
is a very complicated situation.

Forfeit? Forfeit?

I'm sorry, Josh.

How could you do it? How
could you not play?

- No, no, no, don't!
- Nope.

Hello?

- Hold on.
- I'm not here.

Don't go anywhere.

I'm sorry, he's
not in right now.

OK. Bye.

What's going on? That's the
tenth call I got this morning.

- I'm popular. What can I say?
- Josh, spill it.

Um...

Can I borrow $200?

- I took bets on the game.
- What?

Well, Kyle was
doing so good.

I mean, I got all caught
up in the excitement.

And you thought you'd just cash
in. Great. My son, the bookie.

- I'm sorry I'm such a disappointment.
- Hold on, I'm not done.

What do you care what I do? Like
you've even noticed I'm around.

What are you
talking about?

You should've seen how
pumped up you got over Kyle.

Just because he's good
at some stupid game.

- Josh...
- You've never been that way with me.

Never, over anything. Now you've
got the son you always wanted.

Hold on.

Oh, Josh.

OK, I admit...

sometimes I wish you'd be a
little more excited about sports,

but only because then we'd have
something more we could share.

You are the son
I've always wanted.

I couldn't hope
for any better.

So... you'll spot
me the money?

Not a chance.

Use your allowance, which is
cut off effective immediately.

- Dad, I spent it all on video games.
- Then sell them.

You're not gonna play them
for a very long time anyway.

Hey. I thought I'd
find you here.

Don't ruin
my workout.

I just came to tell you I'm not
gonna fight with you over Declan.

Sweet surrender.

Wait.

That's it?

You're telling me
you don't want him?

I don't know
if I do.

But I don't want him like
this, that's for sure.

Well... I don't
want him either.

He's so not my type.

Then why have you been
throwing yourself at him?

I wouldn't put
it that way.

Hilary, it was like two seconds
after I slept with him,

- and there you were, pouncing.
- OK, look. I'm sorry.

I was really
pissed at first.

You embarrassed me in front of
everyone at Preston's party.

And I did kind of like
getting back at you.

But the truth is...

it was like, as long
as we were fighting...

Better fighting than
nothing at all.

Pretty stupid, huh?

Totally. Like, maybe you
could've picked up the phone.

Did you forget
my number?

OK.

So...

Yeah.

Can we please stop
watching basketball now?

Please. Was
that torture?

The worst.

Nice shot.

I just wanted to come by and say
thanks for what you did yesterday.

My doctor said if I'd kept playing, I
would have really done some damage.

Sorry I lost us
the championship.

You didn't. What happened
was a team decision.

Hey, there's always
next season, right?

The guys want
you back, Kyle.

We all do.

Thanks, but... I think I'll
take a break for a while.

If you ever change
your mind...

So you want to
shoot around?

I can still take you,
even on one leg.

We may have lost
the championship,

but I still feel
like I'd won...

because I knew I'd made a
friend who had my back.

The bonds we form with other people
can help us through any setback.

Genuine friendship will survive
any dispute or competition.

And true partnership provides strength
in times of trouble and confusion.