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I mean, at least for now.

Look, I didn't have anything to do with this, Julie.

You're running away?

You tell me where she is and then I am taking her home.

You're probably right. It wouldn't have worked out anyway.

Which is why I'm asking the judge for sole custody.

It's okay, Denise. They're with me.

It's not an aptitude test. It measures your preparedness...

Strong sedative, huh?

...I think suspicions might be raised.

Thanks for calling the hospital. And finding her.

It's all they had left at the gift shop.

That's okay. I should go and take this test.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Sorry. Sure.

And she doesn't want to live with you.

I don't know. At a bus station. On a tropical island somewhere.

I just wanted to see you. I'm so sorry about everything.

I'll check in with the events committee. I'll catch up with you at the dean's office.

Now, you and Summer seemed pretty chummy yesterday.

That's perfectly normal, right? What are you doing here?

- I didn't know what else to do. - Sweetheart.

My mom's more popular than me. That's a little bit pathetic, I realize.

So, what were you two doing together tonight?

...when we get back to school, you're gonna be able to ignore me?

If you settled, you could handle twice as many cases.

- Well, all I can do is try. - I admire your will.

Not good. Summer should've been here by now.

What if something happened? Right?

That's definitely a consideration. But not a decisive one.

- She doesn't know that. - So why don't you tell her?

I'm worried about you.

- I wanna stay with you. - Look, I want that too. Okay?

Seth, you're on lookout.