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Previously on The Fosters...
We're still seeing a fair amount of neuroinflammation.
Then I-I won't go back to school. I can get my GED.
Lena: He is potentially dangerous.
Sometimes, I'm actually afraid of him.
-I was wondering if I could try out for the team. -Yeah, of course.
This is my little sister, Poppy.
-Hi. -We just wanted to officially welcome you to the neighborhood.
-This is my wife. -Tess!
Gabe won't be back for a couple days.
You're welcome to stay here till then.
We don't want you to throw away your past.
We just want you to stop repeating it.
If you try to be someone you're not, you won't be happy.
Hey!
Hi!
Uh, missed you in class today.
-Is everything okay? -Oh, yeah, yeah.
I just had to get a permit for this party we're throwing.
It's like a fund-raiser for derby.
You should come.
It's just 10 bucks to get in,
and there's gonna be live music.
Yeah, I'll, um, I'll try to make it.
Bring some friends. Just don't tell Mariana.
I don't want her showing up with Poppy
since there's gonna be drinking and stuff.
Man: Ximena?
Uh, do you have a minute?
I'll text you the deets. Later.
So what's going on with your application?
You should have reapplied weeks ago.
Hey. You look like a human
who cares about other humans.
Am I right?
I guess so.
So, how do you feel about UCSD allowing
a right wing student group
to invite an anti-immigration reform "expert"
with no real academic credentials
to spread her hateful rhetoric on our campus?
-Um, who is she? -Shiloh McCullen.
And we are demanding
the university cancel her engagement.
Uh, will you sign our petition?
I'm actually not a student here.
Good luck.
Cole: Stef's a safe person to talk to.
She helped a lot of my friends,
helped them get out of trouble.
I thought everything I told you was supposed to be confidential.
And it mostly is,
but I'm legally obligated to report sexual abuse.
(scoffs)
You're not in trouble, Andy.
I'm not a...
victim or whatever.
It sounds to us like you're engaging
in survival sex.
You're staying with an older man?
And what if I was?
Treated me hell of a lot better than my own parents.
At least I had a place to sleep and food to eat.
Well, I can't imagine...
everything you've been through.
The pain of being rejected by your parents.
But what this man is doing to you...
it's not right.
'Cause, you know, he's exploiting you for sex.
Do you think you can tell us his name?
(Andy sighs)
Cole: I know it's scary.
I've been where you are, but...
we're just trying to help you and other kids.
Andy...
This is my card.
You can call me at any time.
Anything you need. All right?
Like a haircut?
Can we go?
Hey, Cole. Hey, hey, hey, listen.
Do you think any of the other kids at the center
would be able to ID this guy?
Maybe. I'll ask around.
Okay, thank you.
Unfortunately, there's not much we can do for him.
There's no pimp to track,
and most of these boys don't work the streets.
So, we just stop trying to find this scumbag?
We just don't have the resources.
(sighs) But...
Hey.
-You hear about Troy Johnson? -I did.
Did you?
Contrary to what you might think,
I'm glad justice was served.
Yeah, no thanks to you.
Plenty of evidence pointed to Kyle.
Yeah? What about the evidence that didn't,
like his alibi witness?
You know, the pedophile that you cut a deal with
to make sure that he wouldn't testify on Kyle's behalf.
You really need to learn to let things go.
I am not letting anything go
while Patrick Molloy is out there preying on kids.
Knock yourself out.
(theme music playing)
♪ It's not where you come from ♪
♪ It's where you belong ♪
♪ Nothin' I would trade ♪
♪ I wouldn't have it any other way ♪
♪ You're surrounded ♪
♪ By love and you're wanted ♪
♪ So never feel alone ♪
♪ You are home with me ♪
♪ Right where you belong ♪
(doorbell rings)
-Hey! -Hi!
Just wanted to bring a little something for you and Stef
to say thank you for hosting
such a lovely dinner the other night.
Oh, thank you.
Is she... here?
Uh, no, she's at work.
But you really didn't have to do that.
It was our pleasure.
Oh, hey.
Hey.
So, do you have plans tomorrow night?
No, we're free.
Well, some friends in Baltimore sent us
some Kobe steaks as a housewarming gift,
and it's just too much food for the three of us.
So, would you like to join us for a barbecue?
We'd love to.
Right, Mama?
I-- that-- that would be great. Thank you.
Six o'clock work?
Works for us.
-Are you going running? -Yeah.
Someone told me there's a good path by the beach.
Oh! I love that trail.
I'm a runner, too.
Since when?
Since I've been getting in really good shape?
Thanks for noticing.
So, you wanna come with?
Yeah, sure.
Um, let me just... go get changed really quick.
So, we'll see you tomorrow then.
-Looking forward to it. -Excellent.
-Bye. -Bye.
Guess who's going running with the boy next door?
You don't run.
Why does everyone keep saying that?
Uh, 'cause it's true.
Okay, he's totally into me.
He just came by with his mom to deliver a bottle of wine,
which obviously requires only one person.
Oh, hey, um,
have you been hanging out with Ximena's sister?
Uh... why do you ask?
I don't know. It's just Ximena told me that
you guys are friends or...
Oh, yeah, um...
we found each other through Twitter,
and-- and we went to a movie.
-Is that a problem? -Um... no.
Why didn't you tell me?
I guess I was just...
worried that you wouldn't want me hanging out
with your mentor's little sister.
-It's fine by me. -Good!
Because I need new friends,
especially since Emma's been openly trolling me at school.
So... how do I look?
(clears throat)
Like someone who's not a runner.
How dare you.
(sighs)
Mason: Ready?
-Got you! -Aah, no!
You got me.
How did you find me?
You're way too good at this! (growls)
(grunts)
Now you and Mommy find me.
-(chuckles) -Y-you really don't have to--
I mean, you can go if you're busy.
Oh, no, I don't mind. I don't work till later, anyway.
Oh, yeah. How's that going?
Uh... you know, working in fast food
is everything I'd hoped it'd be.
You?
Uh, they made me bar manager
-at the Smokehouse. -No way!
-Congrats. -Thanks.
And how's-- how's Eddie? Is he giving you any trouble?
Nah. He wouldn't be Eddie if he wasn't.
So, what's new with you?
Seeing anyone?
Sorry, you don't have to answer that.
(chuckles) No. Uh, no, it's okay.
Uh, I am. I'm seeing this girl,
but, you know, we're
taking things slow right now.
Good idea. (chuckles)
Um...
Look, I'm sorry.
I know the last time we saw each other,
-I said some things-- -Things I deserved.
It's okay.
Your new girl is lucky to have such a nice guy.
Mason: Brandon, find me!
All right. (sighs)
Mason, where are you?
A night off from feeding the small nation that is our family,
sounds like heaven to me.
It's nice to have neighbors
that we actually like hanging out with.
Do we like hanging out with them?
I mean, Tess got a little hostile with you
about ditching her for the cool kids in high school.
She wasn't hostile. She was kidding.
Speaking of hostile,
you're the one that practically bit her head off
when she brought up that whole
educational plan thingy for Jesus.
How is he today, anyway?
Oh, he's hardly gotten out of bed.
I think these new meds are wiping him out.
And I think he's a little depressed.
I'm sure he is, stuck in this house all day.
Which is why we're sure as hell not gonna let him drop out of school.
Well, there's no point pushing back on that
till we know if he's well enough to go back.
And I really think that messing with his meds
is just gonna end up doing more harm than good.
The doctors said that it might take some time to find the right dosage.
Yeah, he also said that they know
very little about the brain.
I've been reading about homeopathic remedies
and talking to some other moms online,
and one of them put her son on a gluten-free diet
to help with inflammation.
You really think it's that easy, Lena.
I think it's worth a try.
And I also found this neurologist in Los Angeles
who's doing clinical trials with electrical current
-to help stimulate the brain. -You mean like shock treatment?
-No. -No? It-- (sighs)
It's, like, a low targeted current.
Still, it sounds scary, Lena. No.
Could you... just not say no to everything.
We need to advocate for our son here.
We can't just take Dr. Danville's word for everything.
(cell phone ringing)
I gotta take this.
Hey, Cole, what's up?
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
(panting)
-♪ Yeah you're so everything ♪ -You okay?
♪ I would do anything ♪
Yeah, totally.
I just, uh...
I spent, like... two hours
training on skates earlier so...
Yeah, I'm on a roller derby team.
Or I will be after tryouts.
Roller derby? Like, uh...
-Like that movie. -Whip It.
Yeah.
No.
It's a serious sport.
Very rough, lots of contact.
Check it out.
(winces) Damn.
I'm surprised your moms are down with that?
Yeah, well...
they don't exactly know yet.
I'm trying to figure out a way to, like, Inception them.
Make it their idea?
How are you gonna do that?
I don't know yet.
But I can be pretty persuasive.
Oh, I bet you can.
So, there is this party tomorrow night,
uh, to raise money for the roller derby team.
There's gonna be live music
-and libations, and-- -(chuckles)
The junior girls aren't exactly invited,
but we're gonna crash.
-Wanna come? -Oh, yeah.
So, Brandon and I are-are good.
You know, it's just...
I wish that I could have been there for you.
And that's not me saying what I think you wanna hear.
That's the truth. I promise.
Thank you.
-I miss you at school. -Mm-hmm.
Do you know when you're coming back?
I'm-I'm not.
I'm gonna get my GED,
and I'm gonna start working construction with Gabe.
You're dropping out of school?
(hip-hop music playing on stereo)
So, all the kids are runaways?
Some. A lot are throwaways like Andy.
Kids whose parents kicked them out.
Hey, Josh.
This is Stef.
Hi.
How are you? Thank you so much for helping out.
-Mm-hmm. -I really appreciate it.
Cole here tells me that you might, uh, know the guy
that Andy was staying with.
Yeah. He comes around here sometimes
to pick up a new boy.
-Is that how he met Andy? -Yeah.
Andy thought he was, like, his boyfriend or something
till he got kicked to the curb
just like all them other twinks.
I don't suppose you, uh, know the guy's name.
Never told me.
But he's this creepy white dude.
Tall... light hair...
buggy eyes.
Do, uh, do you know where to find him?
Never been to his house,
but he took me and some of my boys to this motel,
took some videos of us fooling around.
I stole this off him.
I was gonna sell it back to him till he flipped out on me.
Uh, what's on it?
I look like I got a computer?
Um... Take it off your hands?
Sure.
For a hundred bucks.
-(doorbell rings) -He's barely gotten out of bed all day.
Danville (over phone): Let's try increasing the dosage.
How will giving him more medication
decrease his side effects?
Could you hold on one second?
-Hey. -Hi.
I'm-- I'm sorry to bother you,
but our gas got turned off for some reason,
and Tess prepared all this food,
and she's freaking out.
Would you mind terribly if we used your oven and grill?
I feel terrible inviting you to a party
at your own house.
Oh, my goodness. What were you gonna do?
Bring all the food over here
and cook it just to carry it back to your house?
It's fine, really.
Dean, these steaks, they're cooked perfectly.
Oh, good. Didn't want it so rare
it was just jumping off the plate.
-(all laugh) -No, they're good. They're good.
Where's Emma?
Uh, Shabbat with her family.
-What about Cort? -Uh, work.
Hey, does Grace know that she's staying here?
Uh, I-- I didn't say anything.
But, I mean, it's only a couple days.
Why make it weird, right?
I guess.
So did you pick a school for Logan yet?
We did.
He started at St. Mary's on Monday.
Oh, my goodness. You're not Catholic, are you?
No. I'd spend way too much time in confession.
(laughs)
Tess: Uh, no. It's just that
Catholic schools are more affordable.
Plus St. Mary's has a great football team.
Mm-hmm.
I've always wanted to be a part of a team, you know?
To experience the camaraderie
of achieving a common goal.
What about STEAM? That's a team you're part of.
I just wish there was, like, a sport that I loved.
Something that made me aggressive and empowered.
Like what Mom tried to teach me with the self-defense.
-Bu-- -Mariana: Something that
made me more confident.
Hey, you wanna come to this party my friend is throwing?
I think there's supposed to be, like, live music.
Uh, I-- I can't. I have plans with Grace.
So bring her.
Just, um, don't tell Mariana.
Stef: So, Logan, how do you like our St. Mary's?
You like your new teammates?
Uh, they're cool.
I'd rather be home, though, back with my old team.
You've always been great at making new friends.
Still would have been nice to graduate
with the friends I grew up with, though.
Tess: Listen, I know you miss them,
but high school friendships don't last.
It's college where you make the friendships that stick.
Well, we should get going if we're gonna make that movie.
-Logan: Yeah. -Oh, can I go?
No!
I-- I mean, you're not allowed, right?
It's just a movie.
Yeah, but a chick flick. You don't like chick flicks.
I don't really care. I just gotta get out of this house.
Come on, I'll be sitting down the whole time.
-Please? -(Lena clears throat)
-Okay. -Callie: I should get going, too.
There's this get-together
with some kids from my art class.
Yeah, Grace is picking me up.
Oh, no one wants to hang with the old folks?
I guess not. Hey. Goodbye.
-See ya. -Have fun.
Tess: I have to tell you guys,
you've raised some amazing kids.
Thank you.
They are good kids.
Most of the time.
You can't come with us, Jesus.
Yes, I can. Moms just said.
Okay, look. We're not going to a movie.
We're going to a party.
But-- Killer. Even better.
You can't go to a party, Jesus.
Okay, then neither can you, or I'll tell.
Hey, you ready?
Hell yeah, bro.
(singing punk rock song)
-Logan: Damn, this party is lit, yo. -This is sick!
Hey, you. No dancing, no drinking.
Just find a place to sit and watch.
Ooh, I'll be right back.
(gasps) Hey, you came!
I did. Have you seen Ximena yet?
Yeah, but she hasn't seen me.
Do you think she's gonna be mad that we crashed?
What's she gonna do about it?
Hey, who are those two hot papis you rolled in with?
Oh, uh, the tall one's my brother, Jesus.
But don't tell him about derby.
I'm not telling anyone but my moms
just in case I don't make the team.
What are you talkin' about? You're gonna make it.
Lisa: Okay, okay. Who's the other one?
That is my future boyfriend.
-Oh! -Mm!
Come meet him.
These girls are wicked.
-Let's dance. -Uh...
Oh, I'm fine. You go.
(singing continues)
-Hey, chica! -Hey!
-What's up, X? -Oh, Sean.
This is my friend, Callie.
It's you. The girl who doesn't go to UCSD.
No, she does. We have art class together.
Uh-- no, I'm auditing.
Well, if you're gonna be on campus,
you should care about what's going on.
Couldn't get her to sign the petition.
Not everyone's into the issues.
Yeah? Well, everyone should be.
There's more at stake now than ever.
If you're ready to get woke,
we're meeting at the quad tomorrow.
Come on, boots, let's dance!
-You too, girl. -Oh, uh--
No, I have some friends I should check on.
All right, but don't think you're off the hook.
Later, I'm coming for you!
(singing continues)
(all laughing)
(Stef continues laughing)
Honey, maybe we should, uh, keep it down a little bit.
I think Cort's home.
Oh. (chuckles)
Our son's ex-girlfriend is staying
in the garage apartment with her three-year-old son.
He's not Brandon's.
What about the construction worker
I always see in the yard?
Oh, Gabe? He's, uh, he's the twins' birth father.
He's staying here because he's homeless right now.
So you're in touch with the birth parents?
Yeah, every single one of them.
-(Lena clears throat) -Stef: Uh...
Well, I just-- You know, they bring a lot of baggage.
Well, they've also been quite helpful at times, too.
For instance, Gabe is building
a treehouse with Jesus right now for his school project.
Oh, Jesus is back at school?
Uh, not, not yet.
Maybe we should turn our garage into a little studio.
For what?
I don't know. Maybe a detached office or something.
Like you need to be more detached.
You know, I should really get this stuff put away.
Oh, no, no, no, no. You sit.
-You were supposed to be our guests. -Yup.
No, that's-- that's not necessary--
-Please. -Uh, should we open another?
Sure. Why not? Sounds good.
-Running low. -(Dean chuckles)
Well, it's good to know we're not the only couple with issues.
Honey, are you sure you need more wine?
Yeah, sure. I--
It's, you know, the weekend. Blow off a little steam.
You should try it.
(singing continues)
Do you want to dance?
Mariana: No, he doesn't.
He can't.
Yeah, no, I, uh...
I got a concussion a little while ago,
so I gotta take it easy.
But I'll watch you dance.
Why don't you?
Hey, I'm gonna find the keg. You want a beer?
Oh, yeah, sure. I'll come with you.
Oh, you-- On second thought,
you know what, I'm gonna wait right here.
Okay.
I thought you were going to the movies.
And I thought you were meeting up
with some friend from art class.
I never said where.
I didn't say what movie.
Callie: Hmm.
So, you came with Logan?
And Jesus.
You brought Jesus?
He made me.
Don't worry. He's not gonna dance or anything.
Oh, yeah. You sure about that?
Mariana: I'm gonna kill him!
-(music ends) -(crowd cheering)
Singer: Thank you!
We're Go, Baby, Go!
All right, we're gonna take a break.
If any of you rockers out there wanna get up
and jam in the meantime,
come on up.
And enjoy some videos
of the fiercest bitches in Chula Vista:
Our very own Trauma Kweens and Traumacitas!
(crowd cheering)
I can't believe you brought him!
-What're you doing here? -Mariana: Jesus. Hey!
You can't scramble your brain like that.
Hey, fresh meat. What up, baby girl?
Oh, hey.
Brandon (on mic): Oh, hey, everybody.
I-- uh, this is Grace,
and I'm Brandon.
And we're Grandon Canyon.
Brandon: Uh, we're still working on the name,
but, uh, we wrote this song together,
and we hope you like it.
♪ Feel it coming like a hurricane ♪
♪ Pouring on me like the falling rain ♪
♪ Tell my heart tell my heart... ♪
Well, if anybody asks, I don't know them.
(chuckles)
♪ Oh ♪
(Brandon and Grace continue singing)
♪ I'm in love... ♪
♪ I don't believe it ♪
-Yo, this is painful. -Excruciating.
-I think they're good. -(Jesus snorts)
-Hey, little Traumacita. -Uh, hey.
How do you know all these derby girls?
I can't have friends that you don't know?
-What are you doing? -Mariana: Nothing.
Uh, I think she's trying to keep you from seeing that.
(Brandon and Grace continue singing)
Are you kidding me?
Logan?
-Did you know about this? -No.
Hey, did you find the keg?
Sorry, he's with me.
♪ Swim in rhythms of the wild river ♪
-(police siren blaring) -(music stops)
Boy: The cops are here!
(excited chattering)
Boy 2: Come on, let's go!
What?
It's okay. It's okay. We have a permit.
What is she doing?
(sighs)
Boy 3: I'm out.
Is there a problem, Officers?
We got some noise complaints.
We got a permit to play music until midnight.
That's nice, sweetheart, but it's time to shut it down.
We don't want any trouble.
Look, we don't.
We're just trying to raise money here,
and people paid cash to listen to music.
You permitted for alcohol?
We aren't selling or providing any.
Some people might have brought their own, but--
Everyone here over 21?
I don't know.
Ximena. Here.
Look, here's your permit.
Whatever. Everyone needs to leave... now.
I know my rights, and you can't ignore a valid permit.
This is private property, and you're trespassing.
If you resist, you will be arrested.
We'll shut it down.
Ximena, get out of here!
(whispering): You can't get arrested.
Uh, I'm parked out back.
Think we should take her out.
You must see a lot as a police officer.
You get used to it, I guess. Try not to bring it home.
(chuckles) I was never great at that.
I used to be a tax lawyer at a big firm.
I mean, not the kind of stress you're under, I'm sure.
But, uh, I did a lot of litigation,
crazy hours.
After 15 years of no life, I'd had enough.
So, I feel like I overstepped
when you had us over.
About Jesus's situation.
And I want to apologize.
There's really no need.
I know, it's just--
If there's anything I can do...
No, I-- I appreciate that.
Uh... honestly, I don't know what to do.
His doctor doesn't.
He's not very reassuring.
He's got him on all these meds.
(sighs) What do you think
about a gluten-free diet to help reduce inflammation?
I think it's a great idea.
I am a total believer in a more holistic approach to healing.
What do you do now?
I do estate planning,
wills, and trusts for individual clients.
-I get to work from home. -Stef: Nice.
-It's a much better life. -Mm-hmm.
We got to get our house in order.
Literally. We almost, uh, almost lost it recently.
I'd be happy to help with that.
Be careful, with a lawyer and a doctor next door,
we might just take advantage of you both.
(both laugh)
You know, I don't think Tess meant anything
when she said that high school friends don't last.
She tends to put her foot in her mouth without realizing it.
No offense taken. Yeah.
Well, speaking of high school...
can I ask what happened between you and Tess?
What do you mean?
She'd kill me for telling you, but it's always bothered her.
She always wondered what she did wrong.
I just-- I think that, uh...
I just think that we were at an age
when you, you know, you find new friends,
find new interests.
She didn't-- She didn't do anything.
It would be nice if you told her that.
At some point. I mean...
I think it would mean a lot to her.
I've been trying to get him in to see this specialist in LA,
Doctor, uh, Rundle.
But he doesn't have any openings for a year.
-Dale Rundle? -Yeah.
He and I went to Johns Hopkins together.
I can totally put in a call.
-Really? -Mm-hmm. Absolutely.
What are friends for, right?
Thank you.
Can I also say, I really admire you and Stef.
Your marriage, your family,
I think it's courageous how you live an alternative lifestyle.
Where the hell is Logan?
-Should I call him? -No, no.
Mariana, r-relax.
We p-parked r-really f-fa...
Jesus?
One-Mississippi, two-Mississippi,
three-Mississippi, four-Mississippi,
-five-Mississippi, six-- -Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Why are you counting?
Moms told me to time your seizures.
What?
Where are we?
Um... okay, we-we just left a party
that you blackmailed your way into.
Okay, we need to get you home. Moms are gonna freak.
No. No, no, no, no. We cannot... tell them.
They're never gonna let me out of the...
house again.
Well, then, maybe they shouldn't, Jesus,
with how stupid you've been acting tonight.
This is a serious thing.
No, I will tell them about roller derby.
Go ahead. I was gonna tell them about it anyways.
Okay, then I will tell them that
you brought me to a p-party and let me dance.
Callie: Um...
Uh, Poppy seemed really scared
about you getting arrested.
I mean, for obvious reasons, but...
is there something else?
What do you mean?
Well, I was at a party once when the cops came,
and I had get out fast
'cause I was on probation.
No, I'm not on probation.
Okay. Sorry.
I'm undocumented.
My parents brought me to the US when I was a baby.
I'm supposed to be protected under DACA...
but, if you do anything wrong,
like if you jaywalk,
they can deport you.
What's DACA?
Deferred Action for Childhood Arrival.
Mine just expired. I'm supposed to reapply.
-You haven't? -My parents want me to.
They think it's safer for me to show that I'm registering,
you know, following the rules.
But what about them?
You know, we just moved. They don't have our new address.
But if I reapply...
they'll know where to find us.
That sucks.
I'm just as much an American as anyone in this country.
Those cops were wrong.
And I'm not gonna be afraid to take a stand.
Yeah, I get that.
I've done that,
and it got me sent to juvie.
I think there's a difference between
being brave and being stupid,
even if you're right.
Is that why you didn't sign our petition?
You think it's... stupid
to fight a fight that's not yours?
No. No. Um...
I'm just trying to fly under the radar.
By staying silent?
Because that doesn't sound brave to me.
You know, and I don't have that luxury.
I have to fight for my right just to be here.
(whispers) Yeah.
(car approaching)
(car door closes)
(door opens)
Oh, my God.
Uh...
Grace: I had fun tonight.
(laughs) Really?
Yeah. Really.
What do you thing about putting a set together
and playing at a friendlier venue?
Oh, yeah, I mean, I don't think they'd ask us back there.
(both laugh)
Seriously, I've always wanted to do it.
Of course, that means we would have to make plans in advance,
-so maybe I should forget about it-- -Oh, hey, hey,
I, uh, I'm not worried about making plans anymore.
-Okay? -Okay.
(door opens)
I thought I heard someone out here.
-Hey, Mom. -Hey, uh, B,
we've got a little bit of a situation with Cortney.
Gabe is back,
and you need to figure out where she's sleeping tonight.
Uh, yeah. Okay. She and Mason can have my room,
and I will sleep on the couch.
Okay. It's good to see you, Grace.
You, too.
-(door closes) -(Grace sighs)
Cortney, your ex-girlfriend?
Yeah. Uh, she needed a place to stay,
but she's leaving tomorrow.
I swear.
Okay.
Where have you been? I thought something happened with the cops.
Oh, you were worried about
someone other than yourself for once?
Okay, what's your problem?
You're a liar, Mariana.
You lied about derby.
You lied about the party.
You lied about Poppy to my face.
What, like you never lie?
Mariana, you took Jesus to a party
and put him in danger just 'cause you're so desperate
to get a date with Logan.
At least when I lie, it's to try
and do something to help someone.
Don't get all high and mighty with me.
Where were you when we were trying to save the school?
I'm not gonna let you turn this around on me, okay.
You can do whatever you want.
Just don't be surprised when it blows up in your face.
Again.
(door slams)
Where's Mr. Bear?
Mason! I'm so sorry.
Oh, it's fine.
Hey, buddy.
You guys should have just stayed in here last night, huh?
Oh, no, no, no. Brandon's room was fine, honestly.
We're gonna find another place to stay tonight.
How, uh, how long until your apartment's ready?
Just a week.
You should stay here.
-I can stay with a buddy. -Mason: Mr. Bear.
It's a lot easier for me to couch surf.
-Where's Mr. Bear? -Oh, no.
I'm not gonna kick you out of your own place.
It's not really mine, so...
Honestly, I mean it.
-I found him! -Oh, great!
-Hey. -Gabe: Hey, Brandon.
So, Cortney and Mason can stay the week.
I'll crash somewhere else.
Thank you.
Um, is that okay?
Uh, yeah, yeah, sure.
That's really nice of you, Gabe. Thanks.
I can't believe you got called in again on your day off.
On-call...
isn't a day off.
-Bye. -(kisses)
-Where are you going? -Work.
Okay, so.
I have two things to tell you, so please don't interrupt me.
First, I've been working out with a roller derby team.
And second...
Jesus had a seizure last night.
(video game music playing)
What the hell were you thinking going to a party?
Trying to hide a seizure from me, again?
What are you gonna do?
Are you gonna ground me?
It's not like I can go anywhere, anyway.
Do you know how hard I'm working,
calling doctors, reading up on treatments,
trying to help you get better?
And then you go and try to pull something like this?
So, no, you can't leave the house.
And no one's coming over, either. Including Emma.
What? No! That is n-not fair!
There are going to be consequences
for the behaviors you can control, Jesus,
and lying is one of them.
-You throw that and-- -And what?
(breathing heavily)
There are inpatient programs.
Hospitals for intensive behavioral therapy.
You continue to act out like this,
and that's exactly where you're going!
Man (on monitor): Okay, sit on the bed.
Now take off your shirt.
Don't be scared.
Move closer.
(sighs)
What're you doing here? It's your day off.
Yeah, I just wanted to get screen grabs of the faces
of some of the boys in these videos.
Maybe we can identify them, maybe they--
one of them will know this creep's name and give him up.
I don't think I can get you reimbursed for that.
I know.
You think that--
You think this guy made all these?
Nah, I doubt it.
See, these guys share their movies,
they pass them around on drives to avoid being traced online.
I wonder if Patrick Molloy does this kind of thing.
If he molests children,
it's a good bet he's got stuff like this at home.
Mm. Wish we could search his apartment.
You need a warrant for that.
I know.
So, what'd she say about, you know, derby?
Well, she's gonna talk to my mom,
my other mom.
But, in the meantime, I'm grounded.
Yeah.
You're not the only one taking heat for that.
Wait, did my moms tell your parents?
Worse. My girlfriend found out.
Yeah. I guess she saw me in some girl's Insta post.
She was not happy.
You, uh, you have a girlfriend?
Yeah, back in Baltimore.
We're doing the long-distance thing until we graduate,
and then we're both hoping to get into Syracuse next year.
Really? That's... so sweet.
So, my mom just, like, freaked out.
Now, you can't even come over.
I mean, it's bullshit!
Emma: Why? What happened?
I literally just went to a party with Mariana.
Well, I can understand why they're upset.
You could've gotten hurt.
Well, ca-- Can you, like, just be on my side?
No. Not when you're going to parties
and dropping out of school.
Why are you doing these stupid things?
You know what? Maybe it's a good thing
that you can't come over
'cause I don't really wanna see you anyway.
(sighs)
(car engine starts)
Man: What are you doing?
I'm sorry. I thought this was my friend's place.
I--
No, it's not.
Yeah, sorry.
Sean: We need to make it clear to the university
if they won't block Shiloh McCullen from speaking,
we will.
Literally, with our bodies.
So, you are a human who cares about other humans.
Well, I care about keeping people
from spreading hate. So...
what can I do?
Stef: Hi.
I tried calling you.
Yeah, sorry. I was in the field. Everything okay?
Oh, I know. I called your office, too.
They said you were not on-call today.
-Okay. I, uh-- -I don't want to hear it.
Go pour yourself another glass of wine.
-What? -Go back to work.
If you wanna save all the kids in the world, fine.
But we have a kid here at home
who's sick...
and he needs saving, too.
And I feel like I'm the only who cares.
I care, too.
Then why do I feel like I'm in this all by myself.
You told me when you took this job,
that you were not gonna disappear.
(sighs)
(sobbing)
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm here, I'm here. I'm sorry.
-(sighs) -I'm sorry.
(knocking on door)
You know how much we love you, right?
(theme music playing)