[Announcer] Previously on Kyle XY...
Then no good-byes. Just like "See ya."
See ya.
You've proven you can keep my secrets.
If there was anything to tell,
don't you think I'd bring you in on it?
I'm Adam Baylin.
You're saying I was gestated
inside one of those tanks at Zzyzx.
So you created me. Yes.
You have to condition yourself, or you're gonna die too young
before you've even had a chance to live.
Kyle, this is Brian Taylor. Nice to meet you.
You as well. I've heard a lot about you.
[gunshot]
[Kyle] He's been shot!
[Taylor] Zzyzx will kill him.
I'll go tonight and eliminate the threat.
You'll do nothing. You'll harm no one.
[beeping]
They're innocent! They're not innocent!
They killed Baylin and they'll kill you!
No!
Kyle, you can't go back to the Tragers.
I lied so that I could leave,
and now I'll lie so that I can return.
I'll do everything in my power to live by the truth.
Why do you want to go back there and complicate your life?
It's not complicated. It's simple. I love them.
[laughter]
Oh, Kyle-- This is great.
It's so good to see you again.
How long can you stay? What are you doing here?
Why didn't you tell me you were coming?
Did your parents come with you?
Let's give this guy a chance to catch his breath here.
Are you okay?
[Kyle Narrating] I'll never forget
that look on their faces,
the joy and relief.
They seemed so happy to see me.
I wanted to tell them the truth
about everything that had happened,
but I wanted to be at home with them even more.
[doorbell rings]
Is that your folks?
And that meant playing my part in the charade.
Mr. Trager? Yes.
My name's Brian Taylor.
I'm the attorney for David and Julia Peterson.
Attorney?
Well, come on in.
Thank you.
Is everything all right?
I'm sorry to have to tell you this,
but David and Julia were killed
in a car accident last week.
My God.
♪♪ [country western]
♪ You know ♪
♪ It must have been the devil ♪
♪ Some old-fashioned kind of evil ♪
♪ It must have been the devil ♪
♪ I heard ♪
♪ I heard a mighty roar ♪
♪ It shook the windows and the walls ♪
♪ I was callin' for my Lord ♪
What are you doing?
Thank you.
It's not even my birthday.
The hell?
No belly button?
No, no, no. Don't be scared, sweetheart.
We can be friends.
Huh? You want some?
Here. Warm you up.
Go on. There. Yeah.
[sputters]
[coughing]
[breaks bottle]
That wasn't very nice.
Now, you gotta be nice.
Huh?
[grunting]
You wanna play?
Let's play.
Give me the knife.
Give it to me!
Why you little--
[choking]
[spine snaps]
[sniffs]
♪♪ [theme]
[typing]
[electronic beeping, chirping]
[dialing phone]
Get me Hollander.
According to the police report,
David lost control of the car
and it plunged into a canyon.
The, uh, gas tank was punctured and the...car caught fire.
Oh, that's horrible.
But for the grace of God,
no one decided to sleep in that morning.
Otherwise, we would be having
a far more difficult conversation.
And you say this happened a week ago?
That's right.
Well, I'm just surprised that Kyle...
Sorry, we'll still not used to his real name.
Oh, I understand.
Why didn't he contact us sooner?
Well, he missed you terribly.
And to be honest, I, uh--
Well, I had to insist that he come here at all.
He was rather reluctant to involve you
and your family again.
Why?
He felt that he'd already been enough of a burden.
Kyle's never been a burden.
I'm glad to hear you say that.
See, Julia and David named you as his permanent guardians.
His...guardians?
[incredulous chuckle]
It's not that we don't want Kyle.
W-We went through so much
when we lost him the first time.
If he stays here and another relative
comes to take him away again--
There are no other relatives, Mr. and Mrs. Trager.
It's a lot to take in.
I understand. You need time to think.
We're staying at a hotel near the airport.
Would it be all right if he spent the night here?
I'm-- I'm sure he'd like that very much.
I'm planning on leaving town tomorrow evening.
Really, the only question for me
is whether I'm buying one plane ticket or two.
Mom was having a symbolic moment.
A way of letting you go.
Well, I always knew you'd be back.
You did?
[laughs] Not like this...
but, yeah.
Kyle, are you okay?
I mean...
I'm sorry. I know that sounds lame.
No.
I don't know what else to say.
You don't have to say anything.
So, is it weird, being back here?
A little.
There. That's better.
Glad to see it?
Very.
[Automated Female Voice] Welcome, Emily Hollander.
Ms. Hollander, you've handled some...
unusual assignments for us before.
I like unusual.
This case is no exception.
In fact, it's a highly sensitive matter
that requires the utmost discretion.
Well, now I'm intrigued.
Madacorp is like an iceberg.
Most of its interests lie beneath the surface.
As did Zzyzx, one of our research facilities.
I say "did" because Zzyzx was fire bombed this week.
Why whom?
That's unclear at the moment,
but there is a...
much more pressing concern.
Zzyzx experimented with artificial reproduction
and produced two primary assets.
The first was a male called "XY."
He was terminated sometime last year for reasons unknown.
The second is a female, XX.
She apparently survived the bombing and escaped.
Escaped? [perusing file]
I take it the subject has outgrown her petri dish.
She's fully-developed.
Human, yet not human.
She's had no contact with the outside world.
Consider her dangerous, unpredictable, and disoriented.
She's likely still wandering around the woods
near Victor Falls.
And I assume that you don't want her to go camping.
I want her here.
There's no telling what she might do,
and we can't risk any exposure to the company.
Shouldn't be too much of a challenge for you.
I know what you accomplished in Iraq.
I'll find her for you, sir.
I wish you'd let us know.
We would've flown out there to be with you.
Everything happened so fast.
Well, you're here with us now.
It's okay, you know?
It's normal if you feel some anger
or a sense of injustice...
Injustice?
You finally reunited with your parents and...
Things don't always turn out like you expect them to.
Well, you need anything else?
No.
Thank you.
Sure.
It's so good to see you again.
Good night.
[door closes]
[Narrating] I couldn't help but think back
to the last night I'd spent in this room.
It was the beginning of my secret life,
before I left with the Petersons.
And now I was home, hiding even more secrets.
I could only hope that whatever fate had in store for me,
it would kind and forgiving to the people I loved.
[electronic chirping]
[door closes]
[Stephen sighs]
What a day.
I'm exhausted.
It's just so hard to believe.
I know.
You kept sensing something was wrong.
I never dreamed of anything like this.
You're not feeling guilty are you?
I can tell you're happy that Kyle's home...
miserable about the reason.
When did you become the psychologist in the family?
I learn by osmosis.
I missed Kyle so much...
and I'm thrilled that he's here,
but I don't want to lose him again.
Well, you heard the lawyer.
Yeah, there are no relatives that he knows about.
I mean, there's still so much that we don't know.
What about those years when Kyle was missing?
We still don't know what happened to him then.
Yeah, well...
I guess we're always going to have questions.
The only one we could answer right now is,
do we want him to be part of our family?
Okay, just remember, Kyle's been through a lot,
so be extra sensitive.
[scoffs] Why you all looking at me?
Because you're such a model of tact and compassion.
[sighs] Fine.
I won't speak.
Hmm, can we have that in writing?
Guys, stop.
The point is Kyle needs our support.
But don't press him.
Let him deal with this in his own time
in his own way.
Good morning.
[All] Morning!
[Stephen] Sleep okay?
I haven't slept so well in days.
Nothing beats a cold slab of porcelain.
Sorry.
Are you hungry?
I'll make pancakes.
I missed your pancakes.
Oh, I think we're out of syrup.
Who finished the syrup?
I didn't know we were rationing.
It's okay. I'll go get some more.
No, wait.
You don't have to be so nice.
Just be yourselves.
You know what I mean.
You're all trying to make me feel better, and I appreciate it,
but the truth is... just being here is enough.
[phone ringing]
[beep] Excuse me.
Hello?
[Foss] How did it go?
Fine.
Are they there right now?
Yes.
We need to talk.
So meet me later like we agreed.
Okay, well, good-bye.
Was that Mr. Taylor?
[Josh] Cool phone.
You know, I could use a new one.
Good. Go buy one.
Seriously? Sure.
Just as soon as you get that after-school job to pay for it.
[Lori] Check the job board at The Rack.
I'm meeting Declan there for lunch.
How is Declan?
An eternal ray of sunshine.
He's in a gunk.
A what?
A guy funk. Totally gender-specific.
You should come with.
Maybe you can shake him out of it.
If a guy funk is a gunk, then what's a girl funk?
Redundant.
[dialing phone]
It's Hollander. I found our girl.
Or at least what she left behind.
Where are you?
In the woods, east of the Zzyzx complex.
How long ago since she was there?
By the looks of things, it couldn't have been
more than four or five hours.
Is there anything I should be concerned about?
Hmm.
Not unless you count the dead guy
covered in pink goo.
Clean it off.
Nothing can be traced back to the company.
What the--
What is it?
Hold on.
She must be exceptionally strong.
You forgot to mention that.
As I told you, I have no idea what she's capable of.
Find her before she kills again.
Is that clear?
Crystal.
[Kyle, flashback] What's the trick.
Once you teach your mind to alter the positive
and negative polarity of the cells in your body...
The glass will move. Not the glass.
The water inside it.
What are you doing?
Oh, hey, Josh.
Why were you zoning out like that?
Was I?
You were staring at that glass.
I was thirsty.
[laughs] Right.
Come on, did you learn some new tricks
while you were away?
I don't do tricks.
Kyle...you forget I kept records, okay?
And I'd be more than happy to bust out that file
if you've got something new you want to show me.
Okay, I do have something.
But we have to concentrate really hard
if we want it to work.
Absolutely.
Face the glass.
Close your eyes. Close my eyes?
Do you want it to work?
Open them.
I made the water disappear.
Kyle! [honks horn]
Hi. Hey.
Welcome back.
It's good to see you.
You don't look any different.
You don't look like you're in a gunk.
A gunk?
Ah--
[chuckles] Lori thinks I'm depressed.
Are you?
No...
but you've had me freaked out and worried.
There's no reason to be.
Right, because being the keeper of your secret code and good-bye message
shouldn't have given me any anxiety.
You should forget about that box.
Forget it?
It's been torturing me for months.
Everything's fine now.
No, everything's not fine.
Come on, Kyle, you can't come back out of nowhere
and not tell me what happened.
Sorry, I have to be somewhere right now.
Where?
I just gotta go.
Not cool, Kyle.
After everything?
Just not cool!
[people chattering]
What is she wearing?
Whoa!
Come on, now.
We need to go.
[girls laughing]
[chuckling]
[rustling] [Girl] Get the ball.
[sniffs]
Can I have my ball back?
[heart beating]
I appreciate you seeing me.
It's my pleasure.
I understand you've got a very weighty decision to make.
No, we love Kyle.
I mean, that's not the issue.
It's just that he left here
with so many questions unanswered.
Well, I'll do my best to answer them for you.
That five-year period when Kyle was lost
and the Petersons were looking for him,
he couldn't remember any of it.
Well, he did through therapy in Connecticut.
He was abducted by a man named Adam Baylin.
Adam Baylin, that was the name of the grad student
who looked like Kyle.
Apparently, Noah bore a striking resemblance
to Baylin's dead son.
He kidnapped him.
Clearly deluded, he raised him as his own
for the next five years.
Now, the good news, if there can be any in these circumstances,
is that he treated him very well.
Noah said that they spent most of their time together
with him teaching him.
Teaching him? Teaching him what?
Mathematics, physics.
Baylin was a scholar.
And as you know, Noah's very talented in those areas.
How did Kyle end up wandering in the woods that day?
Baylin was a very tortured soul.
He took his own life,
leaving Noah alone, distraught.
Eventually, he just wandered off.
I believe that's where you came in.
Mrs. Trager...
Noah has come to terms with this.
He wants to put the past to rest and move forward.
My hope is that he can do that
with the love and support of your family.
[Man, police radio] Female Caucasian, hair black, blood-stained shirt only.
Behavior erratic, considered dangerous.
Sighted on MacGowan, north of Juniper Park.
[sirens blaring in distance]
You made it.
What's all this?
Baylin's belongings.
His journals and his books, his research.
You'll understand it better than I can.
How'd it go with the Tragers?
It's hard... not telling them the truth.
I'm going to tell Declan.
No, you're not.
I need to.
He already knows a lot of the story.
How?
Before I left, he was helping me.
There was no one else who understood.
What, and now--
And now you're back and he's asking questions?
I can explain it to him.
No, you can't.
For the same reason you can't explain it to the Tragers.
He already knows more than they do.
That's your mistake!
[shrill tone]
[Foss] What were you thinking?
He's my friend. I can trust him.
You're the one who said you wanted to come back!
You said you understood the way things were going to work.
And there are consequences for my decision.
I know that. But you obviously don't!
Because the only logical move is to shut him out.
I need someone I can talk to.
Then you know what? Go ahead.
Tell him-- Tell him everything.
Tell him all.
Tell him about the experiments
and the murders and the lies that you've been perpetrating.
And we'll wait and see how long it takes
before somebody else catches wind of who you are
and what you can do and drags you out of there!
Is that what you want? [treble increases]
That's-- That's what we're here to explore.
And that's why you can't explain,
because that-- that is unexplainable.
[sighs]
[no audible dialogue]
[gasps]
[glass breaks]
♪♪ [rock] Thanks.
[chattering]
This smoothie has chunks.
Chunks are good. They add texture.
Hey, is that your-- My Kyle file?
Still on the alien trip?
Not unless he does something notebook-worthy again,
which, thus far, nada.
His parents just died.
I don't think his mission is to amaze you.
He could throw me a bone--
start speaking in tongues, run a two-minute mile,
predict a tsunami or something.
He's only been back a day. Give him time.
I just hope Kyle is still...Kyle.
Hey.
Hi. Hey.
How's the job search going?
I still haven't found my ideal work situation.
Which is?
Sitting around, eye-groping unattainable cheerleaders.
Which he does here. Mm-hmm.
Here.
Kyle, you're a genius. Oh, please.
I don't even think you could work a blender.
[scoffs]
Yo, you're hiring?
Anything interesting?
Kyle. Yeah.
Oh, my God! Kyle, what are you doing here?
Um, I'm meeting Josh and Lori.
No, I don't mean here. I mean here as in in town.
I got in last night.
I can't believe it. How long are you staying?
Still trying to figure that out.
Well, make it as long as possible.
We've got so much to catch up on.
Well, let's catch up now.
I can't. I'm waiting for Charlie.
Charlie?
Yeah, you know, tall, dark, perpetually late boyfriend?
You're still together.
Yeah, why wouldn't we be?
Anyhow, can we catch up later?
How about tonight?
We're going to a concert.
Believe me, I'd love to bail,
but Charlie waited in line for, like, two days
to get the tickets.
But promise me you'll find time.
I promise.
Then I know it'll happen.
I'm so glad you're here.
Me, too.
[clanging]
[rapid thumping]
[thumping gets louder]
Hello?
[thumping stops]
I'm not here to hurt you. Do you understand?
[thumping resumes] I'm here to take you home.
Okay, I'm coming in now.
Don't do anything crazy.
Anything crazier than this.
All right.
[thumping stops]
[XX banging]
[Hollander] It's okay.
Easy, now.
[banging continues]
[whispering] You're okay.
God, you're just a kid.
Hi.
My name's Emily.
That's it. Don't be afraid.
I'm here to help you.
I'm your friend.
You like the light?
Yeah. [shoots tranquilizer]
[small whimper]
You're just going to go to sleep for a while.
[panting]
[dialing phone]
Ballantine.
It's Hollander. I've got her.
Where are you?
We're in a dockyard about six miles west
of the interstate on Route 16
in a shipping container near the back fence.
Well, bring her in.
Yeah, there's something you're going to want to see for yourself.
[closes phone]
Kidnapped?
I know.
It's tough to hear.
It's horrible.
His amnesia helped protect him
until he was ready to deal with the experience.
Fortunately, Kyle seems to have made peace with it.
Josh? You okay?
Yeah, but a kidnapping.
It's just so...
ordinary.
Yeah, it's great that Kyle's okay,
but this completely blows my alien abduction theory
out of the water.
There is something seriously wrong with you.
Look, we just wanted you both to know everything
before we make our final decision.
When Kyle first came here, everything about him was a mystery
and now it's all clear.
And what we're left with is a boy.
A remarkable boy who has no one else in the world but us.
And once we sign those custody papers,
he'll be one of us.
Here to stay.
Of course you should sign.
Kyle's still the man.
Even if he is ordinary.
Tough day?
What are you doing here?
Listen, man, I get that whatever you have to say
is gonna be a little off the chart of normal,
but I can take it.
I really can't talk about that.
Why?
Because I don't want to lie to you.
Well, then, tell me the truth.
That's not possible.
I don't understand any of this.
That guy Tom Foss hid cameras in this house.
Someone came after you with a gun, Kyle.
It's all been taken care of.
What are you-- What are you talking about?
By who?
D-Do you have any idea what I've had to deal with,
keeping your secret?
[shrill tone]
I've been lying to Lori for months,
I can't focus, my grades are screwed,
my dad is all over me...
[tone resonates]
the only thing that's kept me remotely sane
was knowing that one day you would tell me
what the hell you got me into and it would all be worth it.
Look me in the eye and tell me
all of it was for nothing.
It wasn't for nothing.
And I can't say any more.
Our girl's been busy.
They offer art classes at Zzyzx?
Must be all the people that she came into contact with
in the last 48 hours.
Can't be.
Who is he?
The other asset.
XY?
Thought you said he was terminated.
That's what I was led to believe.
But if she saw him out there...
Your next assignment, Ms. Hollander...
has just begun.
[Stephen] Boy, I'm starving.
[Josh] That looks good.
I didn't hear you come in.
Everything all right?
I know my coming back here hasn't been easy.
The last thing I want to do is make trouble for you.
You never brought anything but love into this house.
Would you like to tell us something?
Kyle...
Noah.
We know about Adam Baylin.
You do?
Mr. Taylor told me everything.
And we understand you want to move on,
so we'll just take our cue from you, okay?
Okay.
And we'd like to sign those custody papers
and make it official.
Thank you.
Can we make one more thing official?
What's that?
My legal name is Noah...
but I'll never be anybody but Kyle.
My name is Kyle.
We'll take care of it.
They believed our story.
This is your home now.
They think Adam Baylin abducted me.
Another lie.
My lie.
I had to put the puzzle together
so that they could put the puzzle away.
I hope I did the right thing coming back here.
You have what Adam always wanted--
a family.
Adam may no longer be here,
but his dream still lives in you.
He believed that you could be a shining light
in a world full of darkness.
So do I.
The question now is...
can you believe in yourself?
I can.
But the secrets that put me here
are the last I'm willing to keep.
Well, then, you're already a better man than most.
Adam wanted me to give you this.
What is it?
I don't know.
It's a ring.
It's beautiful.
What's the symbol?
Never seen it before.
[Narrating] When Taylor left,
I hoped that the lies I had to tell left with him,
and that from then on, I could live
safely and honestly with my family.
Kyle, come on. I'm starving.
You'd better sit before things get ugly.
[Stephen chuckles]
So, here we are.
Here we are.
Back to normal.
Too normal.
Josh.
[Stephen] Let's eat.
[Kyle] Phone's about to ring.
The phone... it's about to ring.
[phone ringing]
How did you do that?
[ringing]
I'll tell you how.
He's Kyle.
[ringing continues]
[Lori] Nobody phones Josh.
[Josh] It's probably for you anyway.
[Nicole] They'll call back later.
[conversation continues indistinctly]