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

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

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

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

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

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

Now, you and Summer seemed pretty chummy yesterday.

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

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

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

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

I'm worried about you.

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

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

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

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

You're running away?

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

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

And she doesn't want to live with you.

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

So, what were you two doing together tonight?

What if something happened? Right?

Strong sedative, huh?

Seth, you're on lookout.

I mean, at least for now.

...I think suspicions might be raised.

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

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

Thanks for calling the hospital. And finding her.

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

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Sorry. Sure.

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