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knick-knacks.
Here we go.

- All right, who's ready
to swim, knick-knacks?

Let's go!

- Last one in the water's
a stinky fart.

- All right--whoa, wait.
What did I say?

What did I say?
- Sunscreen first.

- That's right.
Okay, close your eyes.

And don't say fart.

- Try to get me.

- Oh, this is it.

This is what
it's all about, baby.

- I know.
- Tag, you're it.

- Let's play Marco Angelo.

It's Marco Polo.

- No, Marco Angelo
the Ninja Turtle, pa-chow!

- Michelangelo and Marco Polo.

- Babe.
- Hmm?

- You forgot the ice.
How could you forget the ice?

We have sandwiches and carrots.
- Will you please relax?

- Yeah, but we've got no ice.
- I know we don't.

It's gonna be fine.

- Will you please just--
just enjoy this moment?

- I know.
I'm sorry.

- You're still thinking about
that house, aren't you?

- 'Cause I should have sold it.
- Oh, my God, it'll happen.

How long have you
had your license?

- Six months.
- Six whole months,

and you're already
making deals.

- Give me a kiss.
- Mm. Thank you.

- Marco.
- Polo.

Got you.

Oh, I love this idea.

- Right? I mean, no proper
picnic is complete without it.

- There's no bottle opener.
Did you bring one?

Did you forget?
- Shoot, no, I brought it,

but I left it
in the freaking van.

- Oh, um, I'll get it.

- No, no, no, I got it.
You just relax.

- You sure?
- Yes, please.

- Okay.
- You deserve it.

I'll see you in a second,
all right?

I'll be right back.

- Marco.
- Angelo.

- Marco.

- Angelo.

Marco.

Marco.

Marco?

You--ah!
Not funny.

You cheated.
- All right, I'm it.

I'm counting to 30.

One, two, three, four...

- Sarah?
- Hey!

What's up?

- Hey.
- How are you?

- Oh, great, great.
- What are you doing here?

- Oh, full confession, I took
your lead and joined MySpace.

I saw your post
about beach day.

- Yeah.
- I said, "Yeah!"

Why didn't you tell me
you guys were coming up?

- 28, 29, 30.

Marco.

- Look who it is.
- Hey, Jay bear.

- Hey, sis, how are you?
- Great, great.

I was telling your wife here
how I'm stalking you guys now.

- No.
- Yeah, classic little sister.

- Matt?

Matty?

- We're about to bust this open
if you want to join.

- Oh, no, no,
I've intruded enough already.

- No, Karen.
- Clearly I'm not wanted.

- Matt?
Matt, this is not funny!

- Hey, where's Matty?

- Mom, help!

- Thank you for coming.
It's great to see you.

Thank you.
- It's great to see you guys.

- Thanks. Enjoy yourselves.
- All right.

- All right.
- Enjoy the meringue.

Hello.

- Hi.
- Hey, mom.

- Oh, it was so beautiful.
- Thanks.

- You're like the daughter
that I never had.

- Well, I get
to call you mom now.

- That's right.
- Now if we can have

the groom and his mother
please take the stage?

both: Oh.
- This was the one part

that I was dreading.

- Come on.
- Let's do it.

All right.
- Here we go.

It'll be fine.

Your dad was so proud of you.

- God, I wish he was here.
- I know, honey, I know.

He just wanted you to be happy.

You know, that's
all he wanted ever.

- I know.

- You guys should
get out of town,

just forget about everything
for a while, huh?

Enjoy being together.
- Mom, we've talked about this.

There's just too much to do
with dad's finances, insurance.

Come on, I can't let you deal
with all that by yourself.

- Ian, I'm fine.
- No, it's okay, Mom.

I promise.

Rachel's still getting settled
in at the new law firm,

and she wants to be here
for you too.

- Oh, so sweet.

You really picked
a good one there.

She's lovely.
- Oh, hey, come on.

I had a great example.

- Mm, sweet.

Hey.
- Hey.

- You look like you
could use this.

- Thank you.

- How you holding up?

- It's a lot right now,
but I'm--I'm managing.

- God, I can't believe
he's not here.

I just had lunch with him
a few weeks ago.

- I know.
It doesn't feel real.

- The service was beautiful,
by the way.

I don't know how you
held yourself together.

- I kept thinking about
Matty's memorial service...

And I felt like I was reliving
everything all over again.

All the same people.

Only everybody's older.

Now with Jake gone
and Ian married,

it's just me.

- If I can help you
with anything, please.

- Thank you.

- You know every now and then
you might feel like

you've just had it
and you can't...

- Who's that boy?

Oh! Excuse me.

- Your husband's finances
were in very good order,

but he hadn't prepared a will.

State law says that
in the event of adult children,

the estate will be divided
evenly between the next of kin.

There's also the issue
of the life insurance policy.

Your husband recently
changed insurers.

Were you aware of this,
Mrs. Sherwood?

He hadn't named the beneficiary
on the new policy,

so the same even split
will apply.

- Um, wh-what about the car?
Um--

- There was no evidence
of mechanical failure.

I'm afraid it was just
an accident.

I'm very sorry.

- I'm sorry, ma'am, there were
no signs of forced entry.

Nothing seems
to be out of place.

Were you sure that you closed
the door when you left?

- I'm not sure
about anything anymore.

I'm sorry to bother you.
- No worries.

- Thank you.

- The front running
Flyers ripped the Sabres...

- Hey.

- Hey.
- Need some help?

- Yeah, that'd be great.

I love it.

- Is it--what color is this?

- Dusty rose.

- It makes the room
feel so calm.

- Right?

This furniture's perfect.

Is it from the place that
you rented it from last time?

- Um, well, I got those three

at an estate sale
two weeks ago.

I refinished the couch.
The table's a refurb.

The two chairs
and this right here,

those are rentals,
so those have to go back.

- I can't believe
how much easier my life is

since I hired you.
- Please.

I'm lucky
to have the work.

- No, seriously.

With everything
I got going on,

you are like my guardian angel.

Plus you're in the White Oak
school district,

which is top ten
in the country, right?

Your kids'll love it.

If you have any questions,
just feel free to ask me.

Take a walk around.

Will you excuse me
for a second?

Hey!

Hey, you!

Hey!

Who the hell are you?

- I'm Matt.

I'm your son.

I don't know
exactly what happened.

This--this man
found me on the beach.

I mean, he thought I was dead.

I guess I almost was.

I knew my name was Matt,

or I mean,
at least I thought I did,

but the rest of it,

it was just like
it was wiped clean.

They said that I had been
underwater for so long

that it cut off oxygen
to my brain.

I basically had a stroke.

- My God.
- Yeah, and so, um--so the guy,

he took me to St. John's,

and then the priest there,
he helped find a place for me.

I bounced around
to a couple foster homes.

Then I ended up
with the Reynolds family,

and I've been there ever since.

- So why now?

I mean, you figured out who--
who I was?

- I started remembering tiny
details a couple years ago,

your face...

Dad's face.

I remember this,
um, little...

yellow house.

- Oak Street.

- I'm 18 now,

and look, my foster parents
were great, but...

I mean, I just figured
it was time

for me to get out
in the world

and figure out
where I came from.

I started making my way
up the coast.

I was looking for anything
that looked familiar.

And then I saw your face...

You know, on a billboard.

It was like--it was like
this dam in my mind

that just, like, busted open.

I looked you up.

I found this place.

- You came to the wedding.

- I didn't know,

and then there was
so much going on.

I mean, I knew that wasn't
the right time.

Was that--

was that Ian
at the wedding?

He is nothing like
what I remember.

- Look who's talking.

- And what about dad?

I mean, he's not...

I mean, are you guys
still together?

- He, um...

He died in a car accident
about a month ago.

I'm sorry that you had
to find out like this.

- I--

I don't even know
what to say.

Um...

well, it's, uh--
it's getting late.

I should probably go.

- Where are you staying?

- Uh, just been, uh,

crashing in my truck
for a while now.

- Are you serious?
I--I have a bedroom here

if you--if you'd
like to stay here.

- Look, um...

I know this is a lot.

You don't gotta try
to be nice.

I just wanted to see

if you were anything
like what I remember.

You don't owe me nothing.

- Matty.
Matty?

You can't just go.

I'd like you to meet Ian
and his wife, Rachel,

so if you don't have
any other plans...

Why don't you just stay?

- I don't want to impose.
- Please.

I can't believe this.

So this is not much.

- Oh, trust me, it, uh--
it beats sleeping

in my truck seat.

- Well, I'll see you
in the morning then.

You used to like the door open
when you were little.

Shall I--
- Close it.

- Okay.

- Hey, Mom?

wow, um, sorry.

It--it just sort
of slipped out.

- You can call me
whatever you want.

- Thanks for all this.

- Goodnight.

- How do you like the food?

- Delicious.
- Okay?

- Thank you.
- It's really good, Mom.

- So, uh, Mom's not the only
successful one in the family.

- Ah, well, no, it's--

- Ian, uh, started his own
company when he was just 17,

and he sold it last year.

- Yeah.
- Hmm.

- Six figures.
- Mom.

- What?
I can't say six figures?

- Wow.
- High six figures.

- Mom, come on.

- No, you got to be
proud of that.

I mean, money like that

changes your life.

- Yeah.

- I mean,
I--I wouldn't know, but...

- Ian--Ian actually co-owns
a venture capital company now.

- He sure does.
- Tell him, honey.

Oh, um, yeah...

We invest in
a lot of startups,

like, you know,
different tech companies.

It's...

- That's really something.

AI mean, impressive, I mean.

- Thanks.
- Well, I--I never had

much of a head for that,

you know, the--
the stocks and business stuff.

- Yeah, I mean,
you should come by

and visit the office next week.

I'd--I'd love
to show you around,

and I could buy you lunch,
and, um...

Come on, we got a lot
of catching up to do.

- Sure.
I'd like that.

You know, I got to say.

it's a little, uh...
weird for me,

you know, being around
all you successful people.

I mean, you know, my situation,

it's always just been about
scraping by, you know?

And it's not that I don't
appreciate everything

that my foster parents
did for me, but...

I mean, I sit here,

and I--I see all this,
and I think, like...

you know, like--

like what my life
could have been.

It's like there's a--
like, a better version of me

that's supposed to exist.

Hey, that's weird, right?

I'm so sorry.

I saw you walking
towards the window.

- No, it's fine.

- I thought something
was wrong.

- Uh, it's--it's okay.
I--

- Here, let me--
- No, please, it's my mess.

- Well, uh...

I'm, uh, sorry again.

- Thank you.

- No, of course
you're confused.

I can't imagine what you must
be going through right now.

- It's not that
I don't believe him.

I want to.

It just--the timing,

it's just strange.

- It's strange?

But, you know, life has a way
of doing that, right?

- I guess. It just complicates
everything with the estate.

- You're worried
about the money?

- No, no,
I--I don't need the money,

and Matt has every right
to his share,

I mean, especially after
everything he's been through,

but the fact
that he shows up now--

- Look, I have a detective
friend in the department.

If you want, I could ask him
to do some digging,

see if there are any
red flags in Matt's history.

You don't have to tell him,

but you do have
a right to know.

- So we started two years ago
with just, uh,

me and my two partners working
out of this strip mall dump

that smelled like a--
an old fish tank,

and, uh, now we have
35 employees,

and everything just
keeps getting better.

And here we are.

- Wow.
- Not bad, huh?

It's something else, man.

- And you got all these people
working under you?

Doing whatever you want?

That's the dream, right?

Hey, half those guys
are old enough to be a dad.

Must drive them nuts.

- Yeah, but I mean, the resume
means more than the birthday,

well, especially in tech,
which is where we're focused.

It's actually something
I wanted to talk to you about.

Got a few minutes?

So I had my eye on this,
uh, new startup,

this--this little company
in Portland

that's gonna completely change

the way people think
about home entertainment.

I'm talking, like, what Apple
did for the cell phone market.

It's a game-changer,

and...I haven't even
brought it up here

because...

well, between the inheritance
and the--the insurance money,

there's more than enough
to go in on this thing

completely independent.

- With your money, you mean?

- Yeah, well, that--
that's what I'm saying.

I want you to come in
on it with me

and watch this thing
blow up together.

- No, I--
- Hey, come on, come on.

Just listen to me.

- Sorry, but...
This ain't my world.

- That's why I'll take care
of everything.

I'll manage it.
I'll do all the work,

60-40 split...
- Thanks, but no.

- Of a 51% share.

Wait, Matt,
will you just listen?

Imagine owning 20% of Facebook.

- I said no.

I'm sorry.

It's just not for me.

I've been sleeping
in my truck, man.

You can't possibly know
what that's like.

Look, I'm never
gonna be like you,

and I'm okay with that.

All I want is
whatever I'm owed.

In cash.

Just keep it simple.

- So what about his story,okay?

He said he was brought
to St. John's?

You know they have to report
that to the local authorities.

I mean, some kid named Matt was
turned in 40 miles from here,

and you didn't hear about it?
It doesn't make any sense.

- I--I don't know.
- I don't think you should

let him stay here.
- Ian.

- No, I'm serious.
Ev--even if it is him,

you don't know anything
about him, not really.

What if he's dangerous?

- What if he's your brother
who we left for dead

and tried to forget about?

Let's just--

let's get him to do
the DNA test.

Until then be careful.

- Hey.

- Hey.

Sorry it's so late.

- Where were you?

- Just, uh--just out.

I, uh--I went for a long drive.

I was just trying

to process everything,
you know?

- Listen, there's something
that we have to do

for the probate court.
It's--it's not a big deal.

We just have to prove
your identity to the judge,

so there's this kit, um.

- You want me
to take a DNA test?

- It's--it's not a big deal.

- You don't believe me.

- No, it's not that at all.

- Look, I don't have to be here
if you don't trust me.

- No, it--it's just a--
a stupid legal thing.

- All you have to do
is tell them I'm your son.

- It's not that simple.

- Does Ian have to do it?

- Ian's situation is
a lot different than yours.

- Yeah, tell me about it.

- Matt.

Hey, Kare.
- Hey.

Is today still okay
to check out the house?

- Yeah, um, actually,
I was just heading over there

to meet a gal who works for me.

Do you think you could be there
in, like, an hour?

- Yeah, sure.
That sounds great.

I'll meet you there.

- That color's gonna look great
in the living room.

- Yeah, and when
I'm done down there,

it's gonna match exactly
what I've done up here.

- Yeah.

- Hey, you all right?

You seem stressed,
more than usual.

I told you--

I told you
about my son Matt?

- Yeah.

And with what happened
to Jake,

that's bringing a lot
back for you, huh?

- Um, a couple of nights ago

this boy shows up at my house.

He's not a boy.
He's a man.

He's a full-grown
18-year-old kid,

and, uh...

he tells me
that he's Matt.

- What? That's nuts.
- Yeah.

I don't know.
I don't know how.

He says that he's my son.

- What are you gonna do?

- It all just feels like
a bad dream right now.

- But if it is your son,
that's a miracle, right?

Wow.

- Hey, it's Karen.
Leave me a message.

- Hey, uh, Kare, it's me.
Listen, I got to run.

Um, I'm gonna leave you a key
under the front mat,

and there may still be somebody
working here when you get here,

so I'll let her know
that you're on your way.

Uh, let's get together
this week.

I've got a lot to tell you.

Bye.

Hey, Jess?
- Yeah? You leaving?

- Yeah, uh, listen,
somebody might swing by

to look at the house for a bit.

Um, she can let herself in,

but if you leave,
just feel free to lock up.

- Okay, you got it.
Hey.

Say hi to Matt for me.

- Hello?
- Hey, in here.

- Oh, hi.
I'm Sarah's sister-in-law.

I'm just gonna take
a peek around.

- Wow.

This is a great space, huh?

- Yeah, you sure get
a lot of light in this room.

- Jessie?

Jessie Parker, is that you?

My God, I haven't seen you
since high school.

- Right, Karen.
What--

- Oh, what are
the chances, right?

Yeah, um, Sarah said
I'd like this place.

It's, uh--it's a lot bigger
than I expected.

Oh, my God, wait a minute.
You're working for Sarah?

Isn't that weird with
the whole you and Jake history?

- I hope you still like meat.

- Mm, yeah, whatever
that is smells amazing.

- Yeah, you probably
remember this.

It was your dad's
favorite chili recipe.

You used to love it.

- Oh, I, uh--
I did the DNA thing.

- Really?

- Yeah, turned it
in this afternoon.

- Yeah?

- I didn't mean to be
so whatever about it.

I felt this weirdness
between us.

I don't want that.

- I don't want that either.

I was thinking about
reaching out to your,

uh--your foster parents.

I mean, they know
everything about you,

things that you may not
even remember, you know?

I'd--like, I want to know
what it was like

when you lost your first tooth,

you got your first report card.

Did you like sports?
Did you have the chicken pox?

You know, things like that.

They have this whole
lifetime of memories

that I've missed out on,

and I just want to soak it up.
That's not a problem, is it?

I mean, you're still
close with them?

Yeah, um, it's--

It's just a little weird
for me.

- The Reynolds family, right?

- Ann Reynolds.
It's just her now.

Tim left the picture
a few years ago.

He and I were never that close.

Here's her number.

I think you'll like her.

Hi, Ann.

This is, uh,
Sarah Sherwood.

I'm not sure
how much Matt has told you,

but, um...

I'm his mother.

I'm sorry.
This is sort of strange

to leave on a message.

Um...

I still can't believe
it's happening.

Anyway, I would love to
meet you and get to know you,

so, uh--and if it's easier
if I come up to you

or meet you halfway,
just let me know.

Anyway, this is my cell, uh,
so text and call me anytime.

Thanks.

This is Sarah.

- Hi, Sarah,
this is Ann Reynolds.

I got your message.

- My God, hi.

I'm so sorry.
I'm just, uh--

I'm just literally
walking into the house.

- Oh, I can call back if--

- No, no, no, not at all.

Thank you so much
for calling back.

Um, listen, did, uh--

did Matt have a chance
to speak with you?

- I knew he'd try to find you.

I just never believed
it would actually happen.

Yeah, I--I, um--

I don't even know
what to say.

I--I feel happy.

I feel sad.
I feel--I feel scared.

- Well, of course you are.

Your son just came back
from the dead.

- Right.

Listen, I would
really like to meet you.

I mean, I feel like you're part
of the family already.

- I'm traveling
for the next few months.

That's why I didn't
get your message,

but I'll be back in July.

We can get together then,

have sort of a family
reunion, I guess.

- Yeah, I would like that.
- Me too.

If there's anything else
you need, Sarah.

- Actually, there is.
Um, would you mind sending me

some pictures of Matt

when he was younger?

I know that you're
traveling at the moment,

so you probably
don't have many on you.

Anything would be great.

I just--I feel like
there's all this time missing,

and it's--it's the only way

that I can get a little piece
of it back.

- No, of course.
Give me your email.

I'll see what I have.

- Okay.

Thank you.

Matt?

Matt, are you here?

- What's the matter?

We searched for weeks.

The Coast Guard had a--

a dive team work
for three days straight.

The county sheriff organized
a search through the woods.

It was in every paper,

every local news channel.

After 72 hours I could sense

that they thought
that it was hopeless...

but I didn't give up.

I searched myself.

I memorized
every inch of that beach,

wandering up and down,
looking for anything.

A sign.

The body was never recovered.

The official ruling
was lost at sea.

It took a month
before I broke down.

I just--

something inside me
just died.

I couldn't eat.
I couldn't sleep.

I was this...

shell of a person.

I was in my body,
but my soul was just gone.

And I felt so guilty.

I was there.

I was right there.

If I had just...
been paying more attention.

If I had just been...

a better mother.

It took me a long time
to feel something normal again.

And then, slowly,

this scab grew over my heart.

You know?

Healed...

but tender.

But I still never
forgave myself.

- I forgive you.

- Hi.
- Is everything okay?

You sounded like
you were in trouble.

- Uh, no.

Um, my detective friend
got back to me.

There are no records of Matt.

He searched Matt, Matthew,
Reynolds, Sherwood.

Nothing came up.

- Well, that's--
that's good, right?

That means that
he's not in trouble.

- No, no records at all.

No school records,
no hospital records,

no license at the DMV,

not even a Facebook.

- Um, what about St. John's,
where they dropped him off?

They must have something.
- I called them myself.

Even spoke to a nun
who was there at the time.

If a kid was dropped off,

they would have
had to report it.

Something doesn't add up.

- He is not who he says he is.

- He took the DNA test.
Why would he do that?

- To buy time to try
to win you over.

- For what?
- The money, Mom!

Come on, it is obvious.

- You guys are gonna
be late for your dinner.

- This is--this is why I knew
I had to come here,

because I knew you'd
just blow it off.

- I am not blowing
it off, Ian, okay?

I am just open to the reality

that nothing about
this situation is normal

and that maybe, just maybe
there's another explanation.

- What's going on?

You guys look nice.
What is it, date night?

- It's a charity dinner.

- Let's see your
driver's license, Matt.

- Ian.
- No, come on.

Let's see it.
- What the hell's going on?

- Oh, you know what's going on.

Who are you?

- I'm your brother.
- Oh, yeah?

Then why don't you prove it?

- Look, I don't have
to be here.

- Yeah, exactly,
so why don't you just run back

to wherever you came from, huh?

- What is this about?
- We're just wondering

why there are
no records of you, Matt.

I had a friend of mine
run a background check.

- Oh, come on.

I took the stupid DNA test.

I mean, what more do you want?

What, do you want
my fingerprints?

- No--
- Can I pee in a cup for you?

Seriously, Mom?
- To help us understand, Matt,

were you using another name
on the license?

- I don't have a license.

Look for yourself.

I couldn't afford a car
until recently,

so I never got a license.

That truck I bought
with cash a month ago,

so I never registered it.

Every job that I've ever had
has been cash under the table,

so I never needed
a bank account.

What more do you want to know?

You guys take a lot
of this stuff for granted

because you're privileged...

But not everybody
lives like this.

- Doesn't prove anything.
- We should go.

- Hey, you know what I think?
It's not about me at all.

It's all about Ian
and his big investment plan.

- You don't know what
you're talking about.

- Oh, he didn't tell you.

Ian is planning on buying
a company in Portland,

and he hasn't even
told his partners.

He wants Dad's money, our
money, keep it all for himself

so he can roll the dice on some
tech nerds with a new TV.

- It's not a TV. It's--
- Is this true?

- Look, this--this is
this new company.

Nobody's ever seen anything
like this before.

- Well, I hope you guys
weren't planning on

starting a family anytime soon

'cause Daddy has got
all his eggs in that basket.

- Ian!

Matt!

- I am your brother,

and I'm entitled
to whatever that means,

and I am not doing
your stupid deal.

both: Ian--
- I'll be back.

- Ian, are you okay?
- What about dinner?

- I need some air.

Come on.
Come on!

Come on!

- All right.
Iris is responsive.

Ian! Ian!

You've been in
a car accident, okay?

I want a full x-ray and CT scan
of the abdomen and pelvis.

Let's get him on
5 milligrams of morphine.

- Got it.

- Hey.

- Hi.

- God, I thought I was dead.

- Sounds like you
should have been.

- Ian?

- Hi, Mom.
- Hi. Hi.

- They found your car
50 feet off the road.

Said you must have been
going around that turn so fast.

what happened?

- I--I don't know.

I--it happened so fast.

I--I think lost control.

- You're lucky that
the car behind you

saw you go off the road.

You're lucky to be alive.

- They found lacerations
on your liver and spleen,

pretty serious
internal bleeding.

They had to operate.
- Am I gonna be all right?

- You're gonna be
pretty immobile

for the next six weeks,
but yeah.

- I am so sorry.

- It's okay.

- No, it's not.

I'm--I'm not ever
gonna forgive myself.

- I want you guys to stay
at the house, okay?

I can help out
while Rachel's at work.

- Yeah, me too.

Anything I can do.

Speaking of which...

I'm too young to be a widow.

- I'm sorry.

- I'll be back
in a couple hours.

- Hey, I'll walk you out.

- Matt?

It's fine.
Nothing.

- All right.

Well, I'll see you guys
in a bit.

- I thought I'd lost you.

You and your dad
in the same month,

and that would
have been too much.

Too much.

- Mom, there was something
wrong with the car.

I tried to slow down,
and the brakes didn't work.

There was nothing
that I could do.

That car had a full inspection
three months ago.

- Mom.
- Yeah?

- What if it wasn't
an accident?

- Hi, uh, is this
D & D Salvage?

Okay, I'm calling about a car

that was totaled
about a month ago.

Yeah, it was, um,
a Jaguar, dark green.

It was my husband's car.

You--you sold it?

To who?

Right, well, I mean,
even if you sold it for cash,

I'm sure that you guys must
have some kind of record there

at the sh--

I see.

Okay.

Ian was in an accident.

- Oh, my God.

Is he okay?
- Yeah, barely.

He--he thinks that Matt might
have something to do with it.

- What? Why?
- I don't know.

I--I mean, I feel like maybe
there is something wrong.

- This whole thing
is just insane.

It's just--you know,

anyone in your position
would feel crazy right now.

- I don't know what's worse.

If it's not him
and I'm living with a stranger

or if it is him

and it's my fault
that he's a stranger.

- You know what I think?
I think

that Matt is your son

and that all you can do
is love him

and try to help Ian cope
as best as you can.

It's gonna be hard
for everybody, right?

But you are one of
the strongest women

I've ever met in my life.

- Thank you.

I needed that.

Hey, um, did you see
Karen the other day?

- Who?
- Karen, my sister-in-law,

she was supposed to stop by,
but I didn't hear from her.

I left a key for her
under the doormat.

- No, you know, there was
a key left on the counter.

I thought maybe you left
it there for someone.

You know, I could go get it.
- No, that's okay.

She probably
just didn't like it.

- Her loss.

- Your mom said to use these.

- Thanks.

Oh, you don't--
you don't have to do that.

- Ian's asleep.
I stay up late.

- Thanks.

Hey.

I'm sorry again.

Ian's got a temper.

It's no surprise.

He's taken off
like that before,

and every time it scares
the hell out of me.

- Yeah.

But I pushed him.

- Are you really Matt?

- Yeah.

- Did you come back
for the money?

- Yeah.

At first.

I saw his obituary
in the paper.

I mean, his face
had barely changed.

I knew he was my dad.

All these years, I thought
that they'd abandoned me.

I find out he's
a successful business guy.

Gotta be leaving behind
a few bucks.

I mean, yeah,
I'm gonna take what's mine.

But then...

I meet her

and Ian

and...you.

And--and somehow it's like
all that bitterness

and...betrayal,

it--it's like
it's just melting away.

This is the first time
in a long, long time

where something
feels right to me.

- Ian'll come around.

You good?

- Thanks for the helping...

and for listening.

- Ian is a lucky guy.

- Goodnight.

- Night.

- Hey. Sorry, uh,
can you help me for a sec?

I know this is awkward,
but he's loopy on the drugs,

and I can't lift him by myself.
- No, it's no problem.

Hey, Ian.

- No, stop, leave me alone.

- Come here.
- No.

- Hey, hey, don't worry.

- Thank you.

Sorry, I'm--I'm gonna grab some
towels from out of the dryer.

Can you watch him
for a sec?

Okay, got some nice, clean--

- Oh, you all right
there brother.

You're okay.
You're okay.

Are--are you all right?

- He must have slipped under.

I just got up
to dry off my hands,

and when I got back,
he was under.

I thought he was joking.

- I probably filled it
up too high.

- No, I--I should have stayed
put until you got back.

Those drugs
are heavy-duty, huh?

- Yeah. I had no idea
how out of it he'd be.

- Well, I'm gonna get back
to the dishes.

You got it from here?

- I was out of the room
for, like, a minute.

When I came back,
he was already pulling you

out of the water.
- I'm telling you what I saw.

- You're on drugs, babe.

- I--I know what happened.

- He's trying, okay?

And you're making it
very difficult.

Maybe you should give him
another chance.

Hey.

I love you.

- I love you too.

- Don't you like
this nightgown?

- It's nice.

Covers a bit too much though.

There he is.

You know, the doctor didn't say
no physical activity.

No, he didn't.

- These are done.
- Oh, great.

Hey, Kare, it's me.
I just wanted to know

if you got my message
about dinner tonight.

Miss you bunches.
Bye.

- Oh, I, uh--I forgot
to tell you.

She, uh--she dropped
by the other day.

- Karen? Really?

- Yeah, um, I'm--I'm so sorry.

I--it's just--it's--I mean,
it's been so crazy around here.

She wanted to apologize
for not meeting you.

- Hmm, yeah.

I, uh--I waited for her
the other day

for, like, a half an hour,
and she never showed up,

completely flaked.

- She said something about,
like, going on a business trip

for the next couple weeks.
She was kind of in a hurry.

I'm--I'm sorry
I forgot to mention it.

- No, it's fine.

I love her,
but if there's one thing

you'll learn
about your Aunt Karen

is she can be a handful.

- Hey, talking about me again?

- You, my dear,
are anything but a handful.

- Sorry I'm late.

- And I think we're
almost ready, guys.

Will you put those out
on the patio table for me?

- Yes.
- And get to work.

I'm still crippled here.

- Oh, I'm not gonna let you
play the victim card

for very much longer.

Love you.

Yes, and so then
we're at the--the drive-in,

and everything's great,

but Mom, she--
- Oh, I know this one.

- What?
What did I do?

- She lets us put
our sleeping bags

up on top of the station wagon.
- Aww.

- So the five of us
are up there,

and this--this, um--this kid,
Tommy--Tommy,

um, um, d--Landry.

- Landry, of course.
- Yes.

- You remember him, right?
The ginger.

He had, like--

- He had, like, the curly,
crazy, like, fro.

He had the--the mole bites.

He is just, like,
getting rough with some kid,

and he's trying to wrestle him.

I'm just trying to watch
the movie, right?

And then the next thing I know

he just starts
screaming bloody murder.

He rolled off the roof,
and he broke his arm.

- What?
- Yeah, he did.

Hey, come on, to Tommy Landry.

- Yes.
- Wherever you may be.

- We wish him well where he is.
- We salute you, Tommy.

- So what's going on
with all of dad's stuff?

I mean, they said,
like, a month.

That's next week, right?

- I don't know.
Um...

I know they paid off
all the outstanding debt,

so we just have
to make a tax payment,

and we should be fine.

That should be it.
Yeah.

- Well, what about the,
um--the DNA test?

I mean, we should have
heard something by now, right?

- Um...

yeah, um, I'm going to,

uh, follow up with them
tomorrow and just,

you know, see if...

maybe they're backed up
or something.

- Pool looks great, Mom.
- Thank you.

- Yeah.
- Matt helped me clean it.

- Mm, she did all
the smart chemical stuff.

I just scooped out the crap.

- Hey, what do you say,

after dinner
we jump in the pool,

do a little Marco Polo
like the good old days?

- Oh, yeah, yeah,
we used to love that, huh?

- Yeah, yeah.
It wasn't Marco Polo, right?

You called it something else.
What was it?

- I don't know.
- No, no, no, come on.

It was, like--it was, like,
your favorite Ninja Turtle.

Marco.Come on.

Marco, and...

- Sorry.

I don't remember that one.

I mean, I guess it was
a long time ago, right?

- The number you have reached
is not in service.

Please check the number
or try your call aga--

- There's no results for
Ann Reynolds in Connecticut.

There's no Facebook.

There's no
business associations.

The phone is
no longer in service.

- Why would he lie about that?
- I searched the number,

and it seems like
some kind of burner line

with no address listed.

Your detective friend,

do you think that he can
do us another favor?

Something wrong with it?

- Ah, fan belt snapped,
so I had to replace it,

and then I found corrosion
on the battery terminals.

You know, she's old,

so nothing's perfect.

- You seem pretty handy
for someone who's never

had a license before.

- Yeah, uh, look,

I'm gonna get all that
sorted out.

Don't worry.

- Listen, I called
the testing facility,

and there was
a contamination in the lab.

Um, the results
are inconclusive.

They apologized,
but it looks like

we're gonna have
to do the test again.

They promised to expedite it.

I know it's annoying.

I'm sorry.

- No, it's fine.

Just leave it inside.

I'll do it.

- Hey.

- Hey, I got a hit
on your license plate.

Uh, it's registered
to a Jessica Parker.

- Anything on her?
- Usual stuff.

Speeding tickets,
some financial problems.

That's probably why
she sold the truck.

- Yeah, maybe.

You got an address?

Where the hell
is this place?

- Rachel, hey, listen,

I'm doing something
really stupid,

and I wanted to tell someone.

- Mom?

What's going on?

- Don't worry.
I'm taking care of something.

I love you.
Go back inside.

- She wants me
to do this again.

Why?

- I thought you said
you had this under control.

I need the money,
or I'm gonna lose my house.

- The test came
back inconclusive.

Once that's settled,
we get the money.

Just be patient.

- I'm done being patient.

- Where's the kid?

- Come on.

- Hey.

Hey. Hey.

Come here.

Open your mouth.

- Jessie!
- Who was that?

Sarah!

- Where the hell is she?
- Hey, you're the one

who let her get away.
- You're the one who messed

this whole thing up.
Now go find her.

- Jake.
- Who the hell are you?

Wait, stop, don't.

- Matt.

- How do you know my name?

- It's me.

It's Sarah.

- No, stop.
Stay right there.

- I'm your mother.

- What? How?

- Do you remember the beach?

You and me

and your dad

and Ian.

Do you remember?

- One, two, three, four.

21, 22,

23, 24,

25, 26,

27, 28,

29, 30.

- Excuse me.

Can you help me with something?

- It's me, Matty.

It's Mom.

- They told me you were dead.

- Stop right there!

- Jessie!

- Don't try anything stupid,
Sarah.

Baby.

- 911, please hold.

- I just don't understand.

Why?

- Jake.

Jake was mine.

He was my high school
sweetheart,

and then he betrayed me.

- So you took our son?

- You didn't deserve him!

He sh--

he should have
been my son.

They both should
have been mine.

I saw you on the beach
that day,

your easy,
perfect life.

No appreciation
for your privilege.

You weren't even
paying attention.

If you were the mother
Matt deserved,

he wouldn't have been taken.

- And Ian?

You tried to kill him
just like Jake?

- He is not who he says he is.

- He took the DNA test.
Why would he do that?

- To buy time to try
to win you over.

- For what?
- The money, Mom!

Come on, it is obvious.

- They were in the way,

just like your miserable
sister-in-law.

- She was in the house.

- She still is.

- What did you do?

- Matthew, go inside.

You come with me.

- Leave her alone.
- Matthew, go inside!

- Leave her alone.

- You created this mess.
You fix it.

- No, no, no, no, no.
- Matthew, please, let's--

- No!

- Yes, uh, 237 Canopy Drive.
Please hurry.

- Matthew!
- Stop!

- Matthew.
- No.

You don't move
till you tell me why.

- I love you.

- Don't.

- You know it's true.
I raised you.

You're my son.
- No, I'm not your son.

I don't know who I am.

And my dad, what--

where's my dad?

- She killed him...

in that car over there.

- He didn't love you.
I love you.

We needed the money.

We were gonna lose the house.

- So you sent my cousin
to pretend to be me?

- Do you know how hard it is
to raise a kid all by yourself?

I earned that money.

What did she ever do
to deserve it?

- Jessie, you need help.

- No.

No.

No, she doesn't.

- No, Matt.
Matt.

Don't be like them,
all right, Matt?

You're not them.

You don't have to do this.

We can call the cops...

And this'll all be over with.

We can finally go home.

Okay?

Please.

- No!

- You stay away from my son.

- Sarah?

He tried to help me,

and she wouldn't let him.

- I can't imagine
what he's been going through.

Or how I'll ever
make it up to him.

- You did nothing wrong.

Look at me.

- You did nothing wrong.

- Welcome home.

Matty.

Matty.

Marco.

Angelo.