The Fosters (2013–2018): Season 3, Episode 16 - EQ - full transcript

Previously on The Fosters...

- What's up, good lookin'?
- Idiot.

You wanna kill somebody?
It ain't gonna be us.

- Hey, Callie.
- Hey.

Do you forgive me?

You were hands down the best Juliet.

Would you be in my musical?

You canceled the check?

The one you stole
from me? You bet I did.

I hate you, and Daddy hated you too,

and that's why he killed himself.



We got all the plants
and materials donated

thanks to Monte!

- So have you read it, the bill?
- No.

I just don't like seeing kids
being sold to the higher bidders.

And let's be honest, Rita,
you have your own agenda.

That's what you think of me?

I'm kind of worried about Jesus.

He found our birth dad.

The guy's a sex offender.

He's on that list because of me.

I was 15, he was 18.

I don't know what you're looking for.

I'm not your father and I never will be.

Mariana, watch it please!



Sorry, Mom.

Emotional Intelligence. What's that?

It's the ability to express
your emotions in a positive way.

Your EQ instead of your IQ.

So you're, like, taking a class?

No, I'm teaching a class as part of
the department's Youth Outreach Program.

No offense, but who would
want to take a class like this?

Kids who have a choice between
it and juvie, that's who.

"What is an appropriate
response to anger?

"'A', beat someone
up, 'B', start a fire,

'C', get drunk,

'D', express your feelings
with words?" Seriously?

For this kids that I am teaching

who don't have good
parenting or a stable home,

'D' is not necessarily the
obvious choice, Mariana.

Hey, check it out.

- Oh, my gosh.
- Wow! I love it!

- Wow, Brandon.
- That is amazing.

Yeah, Mat designed it.

Hm. Well, it must have been hard

with Zoey's tongue down his throat.

- Hey!
- Mat's dating Zoey?

Yeah, and I find it very
unprofessional if you ask me,

but the director totally rejected

the idea of a no dating policy, so...

Oh, please. You just don't
want to see Mat with anyone else

even though you're dating
that Nick guy or whatever.

I am not.

I went on one date with him
and it was a total disaster.

Why? What happened?

Nothing. It was just boring.

Uh, well, Brandon,

I think that poster is
absolutely beautiful.

I'm very proud of you,

how hard you've been working
on your senior project.

Yeah, I guess I didn't realize how
much time it would take exactly.

Well, what about your
Juilliard audition?

You know, don't drop
the ball on that please.

Oh, no. I... I won't.
Um, I... I've got time.

Mom, I actually... I
wanted to ask you, um,

do you think we could
rehearse on the gym stage?

It's just that the art room
is getting a little small

- now that we're casting the other parts.
- I'll talk to Monte,

- but I don't see why not.
- All right.

Okay, everybody. Come
on. Let's get a move on.

Jesus, you gonna put some
clothes on sometime today?

I don't have a first period today.

My teacher's at a conference.

What kind of school
you runnin' over there?

Oh, and hey, and listen, Mike
is out of town for a little bit,

so AJ's gonna stay with us.

- For how long?
- Just a couple of days.

Jude doesn't get back from
his school trip until Friday,

so he can sleep in his bed.

Great, I finally get the room to myself,

and now I gotta share it again?

You know what?

May I have your b... b...

Thank you, Callie.

So, uh, there's something
I need to tell you.

Something you should know.

Um, AJ and I are kind of dating.

Oh. Sorry. I... I forgot my poster.

Uh... okay.

Well, we're not fostering
him, so I guess there's not

an illegal issue if he stays here.

But as with any boyfriend in the house,

we expect you to follow the rules.

You know, no hanging
out behind closed doors.

Oh, of course not.

Thank you for telling us.

Is anyone home?

Hey, I was gonna talk to you about AJ.

Oh, yeah? When?

When we're sure we
know what we're doing.

It... it's fine. It's whatever.

I mean, technically there's something
I haven't told you either, so...

What?

Um... I'm seeing someone.

Do I know her?

No.

She's older.

Older? Okay.

Just a little.

She's just not in high school.

Still mad at me?

Still an idiot?

Go out with me again.

- No.
- Why not?

Because you're a douche and
you could have killed us!

You were driving like a maniac.

I was in total control of the car!

No one's in control
when they're speeding

and weaving in and out of traffic.

That guy was hitting on you.

What was I supposed to do?

Nothing!

You were supposed to do nothing!

You know what your problem is?

- Hm?
- You have no emotional intelligence.

What does that mean?

Exactly.

We could use the
community outreach money.

We've got that leftover

since Sally got all
the materials donated.

Yes, since Sally got everything donated.

How's that going anyway?

Oh. Um, I think everything's a go

to start planting this weekend.

Great.

But I'm keeping my distance

so there won't be any
perception of impropriety.

Speaking of senior projects,
Brandon wanted to know

if he could use the
gym space for rehearsal.

- Would that be okay?
- Yeah, of course.

But...

What?

I was gonna wait to
talk to you about this

till I had a little more information,

but we might have a problem.

Some students have expressed concerns

about the play itself.

Romeo and Juliet?

Yeah.

They don't think it's appropriate.

Hey.

Yep.

Calculus?

Do you really understand this stuff?

- Most of it, yeah.
- Really?

Why do you sound surprised?

Nothing. It's... you're just an artist.

I thought art and math were,
like, mutually exclusive.

Not at all, not at all. Look.

Have a seat, missy.

Look at this.

Drawing is kind of mathematical

when you break it down.

See? It's all geometry and perspective.

And then there's this thing
called the golden ratio.

That just helps out with proportion.

- Very cool.
- Yeah.

You are not just a work of art, Callie.

You are a mathematical equation
which I have yet to solve.

Seriously, that was, like,

the worst line I've ever heard.

- Was it?
- Yeah!

Hey.

Hey.

I'll... I'll be in the garage.

So look, I told my moms that we're...

you know, whatever we
are just so... you know,

it wasn't like we were...

like, hiding something from them.

Not that there's anything to hide.

- What?
- Nothing.

I'm just glad you thought
whatever we are is worth

talking to your moms about.

Inappropriate?

How is R&J inappropriate?

Some students feel like
it could be a trigger

for teen suicide, and we
have to be sensitive to that.

A trigger? Really? Are you kidding me?

It's Shakespeare!

I mean, it's not like
he's endorsing suicide.

It's called tragedy for a reason!

I agree and I'm gonna fight it.

Good!

I mean, you realize this
is my senior project.

Like, if this doesn't
happen, I can't graduate!

I know. I'm not gonna let that happen.

I just wanted you to
know what's going on.

I mean, who is it?
Who are these students?

Brandon, you know I can't tell you that.

Listen. Listen to me.

I don't want you taking
matters into your own hands.

All right?

Let me handle it.

So the purpose of this exercise

is to use the letters
of your name and write

something that you think is a
positive trait about yourself.

So, the first letter in my name is 'S',

so I'm gonna write "strong". I'm strong.

The second letter is a 'T'.

Anyone think of a positive trait

that we could use starting
with the letter 'T'?

"Tits".

What? You got great tits.

That's a positive trait.

"Tenacious".

I'm tenacious...

empathetic...

and fierce.

Okay, so that's me.

What are you?

- Hell, I'm fierce.
- Yeah?

I wish I had an 'F' in my name.

Let's see, you got a 'P'.
Got a 'P' in your name.

How about "powerful"? You're powerful.

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

Yeah, I'm powerful.

- All right, you're powerful.
- What's this crap?

Excuse me?

You're being disruptive.

I need you to sit down please.

The other popo who taught
the class brought donuts.

Really?

Where's the donuts?

Yeah. Where's the chips?

And what the hell is this right here?

"Hummus"?

It looks like diarrhea.

Smells like it too.

Okay, your behavior right
now is inappropriate.

I would like you to go and sit down.

Uh, I'm telling you how I feel.

I mean, isn't that what this
whole class is all about?

That's true.

Yeah. Okay.

Sure.

Can you identify the emotion that
you're feeling right now then?

Yeah. I'm mad.

Okay, great. So, when
you're disappointed,

you get mad. Is that fair to say?

Okay, then so what would be an
appropriate response to this situation?

Okay, get out.

The judge ordered me to be here.

You can't just kick me out.

Try me.

Okay, lady.

- But this one's on you.
- Okay.

Ooh, can we go too?

Absolutely. If you'd rather be
in juvie than here, feel free.

Anybody else want to join him?

If schools start
putting trigger warnings

on every book or play that
could be upsetting to someone,

how are we supposed to
learn to think for ourselves?

I'm sure Mom's not
gonna let them kill R&J.

Well, she better not.

Ooh, another portrait?

Someone's in love.

We are not in love.

Maybe you aren't.

So tell me, is it weird knowing

that AJ's sleeping in the next room?

- Um, no.
- In his boxers...

Seriously!

Do you think you can resist
sneaking into his room later?

I'm sure I'll find a way.

_

Nick's, like, stalking
me all of a sudden.

Really?

Oh, my God!

Now he's outside!

Do I have to get a restraining order?

- You know my mom's a cop.
- Yeah, which is why I've been trying to call you.

He's pretty loaded.

You got him drunk?

- What the hell is wrong with you?
- I...

Just don't. Just... just go.

Get out of here before
I do go get my mom.

Okay, how the hell are
we gonna get him upstairs?

- Oh, hey.
- Hey.

- So how'd it go?
- Fine.

But I think you're right.

I think taking on extra work right now

is just a little too much for me.

- Well, did something happen?
- No, no.

But if you don't mind, I think, um...

I think I'm gonna ask if they could find

another officer to replace me.

Of course I don't mind.

Yeah, come in.

Hey. Um...

do you have a second to talk?

- Sure.
- Okay, good,

because I need your advice on something.

Okay. What is it?

It's about...

do you remember when
I dyed my hair blond?

What the hell are you feeding this guy?

I know.

- What was that?
- Can you please stay focused?

I mean, y... you ask us to talk to you,

and then you just get
all distracted and...

You know, there's been so
many famous blond Juliets.

- Okay.
- I'm gonna put you in the bed right now.

- You ready?
- Okay. Okay.

All right.

I should turn him on his side

just in case he pukes.

Here.

Here's a trash can.

Thank you for doing this.

I know you could get in trouble.

Yeah, we all could.

Goodnight.

I guess Romeo doesn't really care

if Juliet's a blond or a brunette.

Hey. Uh, I just wanted to say goodnight.

- Goodnight, sweetheart.
- Goodnight, love.

Okay, well, um...

I think I'm just gonna
stay a brunette Juliet.

Thanks for the advice.

That was close.

Hey, Callie. This is
Chloe, Rita's daughter.

My mom changed her number again.

She won't take my calls, so...

can you tell her goodbye for me...

that I forgive her,

and I'm sorry?

I don't know what's gonna happen to me,

but maybe we'd both be better off

if I wasn't around anymore.

Since when do you knock?

No, I know. I just, um,
I didn't want to barge in,

but you never got
back to me about Chloe.

I texted you.

Yeah, but did you call her back?

No, I didn't call her,

but I'm sure she's fine.

I mean, as fine as she can be.

How do you know that?

Sounded like she really might
hurt herself or something.

Do you want to come in?

The first time I got a
message like that from Chloe,

I dropped everything and
ran to wherever it was

that she was living at the time,

and after a very convincing
performance, she swore

that she would get help
and go back on her meds

if I wrote her a check,

which I did.

And then I fell for it again,

and then the next time,
and the time after that,

but finally I got it.

I was not helping my daughter.

I was actually enabling her

to continue her destructive behavior.

Well, maybe this time's different.

No, it's not.

When Chloe's on her meds,
she starts feeling better.

When she starts feeling better,
she decides to stop her meds.

And when she stops her
meds, she doesn't realize

just how sick she actually is.

I'm really sorry for the
position she put you in,

having you reach out to me.

But trust me,

she is not going to kill herself,

and nothing is gonna
change until she changes.

Can't you just talk to her
without giving her money?

I have tried.

So what? You just stop trying?

She's your daughter.

Aren't... aren't you supposed to
take every suicide threat seriously?

Look, Callie,

I really don't expect you to understand.

I know.

Because you're the only
one who's ever right.

You know, maybe you're the
one that needs to change.

Maybe if you listened
instead of always telling

everybody they don't know
what they're talking about...

Is this about me and my daughter
or is this about me and you?

Does it matter?

It is always your way or the highway.

Look, Callie, I know you don't
want to hear this right now,

but you are on the wrong side
of this foster reform bill.

This is not reform at all.

It is business as usual.

In fact, you know what?
It's actually worse.

- I didn't come to argue this again.
- Why did you come here?

Because I thought that since
Chloe's Dad killed himself

that maybe you wouldn't
want to take any chances.

So you're the one behind this.

Not just me. A lot of
students feel that way.

Yeah? Well, this is what
I think of your petition.

No one's saying suicide is sexy.

Teen suicide is a real problem, Brandon.

A big one!

God, and you're glamorizing
it by staging your play!

It's not my play! It's Shakespeare's!

And it's done in more schools
than any other play in history!

That doesn't make it right!

Last summer, my best
friend's sister hung herself

after her boyfriend broke up with her.

Suicide is a real tragedy, Brandon.

Not just some dumb way to end a play.

And don't think this is over just 'cause
you ripped up a piece of paper, okay?

There's a lot more where that came from.

Ugh, you still smell like a frat house.

You know, don't judge.
You've been drunk before.

Yeah, at a party.

Not by myself on a Monday.

- What the hell are you doing?
- You know what?

Leave me alone.

All right. Later.

Hey.

Hey.

Jesus told me that you
weren't drinking with him,

that he just called you
to get a ride home, so...

I'm sorry I bit your head off.

I'm not gonna lie, I was upset at first,

but I was able to stay present
and factor my emotional memory

into my decision making process,
at which point I realized

my being defensive was why you
refused to forgive me to other night.

But what I should have done
was apologize for scaring you

by driving too fast,
beg your forgiveness...

and ask for another chance.

Huh?

I looked up "emotional intelligence".

I'm trying to positively
resolve this conflict

with the use of humor
and accountability.

So...

now that I've raised my EQ...

how about another date?

Brandon, I asked you
to let me handle this.

You can't just rip a
petition off the wall

because you don't agree with it.

No, but they can shut down my play

if they don't agree with it?

No one's shutting your play down.

I expect you to
apologize to Sally Benton.

All right.

Good.

Thank you.

I have to say I understand
Brandon's frustration.

He's worked so hard on
this. He's invested so much.

This is his senior project
and now he can't put it on

because a few kids object?

Don't you think that's a bit extreme?

Maybe, but I think we have to let

the students decide this one.

Sally and Brandon can make
their cases to the Honor Board.

- Who is it?
- It's Callie.

I really appreciate you coming.

Of course.

I wish I had somtehing
to offer you, but,

- things are kind of tight.
- No, I don't need anything.

I just wanted to make
sure that you're okay.

You know, your message
got me really worried.

Um... just having a hard time.

I mean, obviously.
Look where I'm living.

And who knows how long I
can even afford this dump

now that I lost my job.

- Wait, you...
- Yeah, I got let go for no reason.

They said downsizing, but honestly,

my boss didn't like
me because, you know,

I was smarter than her

and she felt threatened.

I'm sorry.

I'm trying to get severance
pay, but she's saying I quit,

which means I can't get unemployment,

so I'm totally screwed.

I could end up on the street.

And now my eczema's flaring up.

I can't even afford my medicine.

Look, I feel really bad.

I ju... I don't know what I can do.

Did you talk to my mom?

Yeah.

Did she care?

Yeah, I'm sure she cares.
I think she's just...

Cold selfish bitch.

No, I think it's just hard for her.

You know, she's said that you've
left messages like this before.

She's a liar.

How could I leave her a message
if I don't even have her number?

If I call Girls United,
she refuses to talk to me.

I mean, what kind of mom won't
even talk to her daughter?

She could care less if
I ended up on the street.

Or dead.

Are you...

are you planning on hurting yourself?

No. I'm just...

I need someone to help me.

I... I have this
friend with an apartment

and she'll rent me a room.

I just need to come
up with first and last.

$600...

which isn't a lot of money to my mother.

Do you think maybe you could, like...

loan me some money?

I mean, anything would help,
and I'll pay you back. I swear.

Tough day at work?

I know it's a school
night, but I think, uh,

I think we deserve a cocktail.

Well, I'm not gonna say no to that.

Good, because riding
a desk is killing me.

How was you day, my love?

Oh, make it a double please.

Oh, trust me, it already is.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

- This tastes like it's been watered down.
- It's been watered down.

- You don't think that one...
- Oh, my God, the kids are watering down the vodka.

Should we get them together?

Oh, no, no. I'm a cop.
I'm gonna dust for prints.

Honey, you're not serious.

I'm totally serious

because I was looking
forward to this drink.

Maybe it was your mom.

You know how she likes her cocktails.

Maybe she didn't want you to
know how much she was drinking.

Wait, you think my mother
was sneaking liquor?

That's weird.

That's a good point.
Maybe it was my mother.

I'll get it.

Hey, I'm Gabe.

He showed up at my worksite like this.

What?

He's fine. He's... he's in bed.

I can get into a lot of
trouble doing what I just did

just for taking him home.

Yes. We, uh, we know

that you're on the sex offenders list.

- Oh...
- But we know why.

I didn't know who Jesus was.

All right? He lied to
me, he lied to my boss.

He said he was 18.

All right? When he
finally told me who he was,

I told him to leave

and don't come back.

But obviously, that didn't stop him.

If he keeps showing up
at the site like this,

I'm gonna have to find another job,

and this one was hard
enough for me to get.

We're very sorry.

Um, I'm... I'm sure it's tough.

I made a mistake being with Ana.

I know that.

She was 15, I was 18,

I was dealing drugs,

made some really bad decisions.

But we really did think
that we were in love.

And I went to jail and I did my time.

All right? But this list...

it's a life sentence.

I'm not some creep who goes
around and messes with kids.

All right? I have been out
10 years, and I haven't gotten

into any trouble,

so you have got to keep
your son away from me.

Please.

Absolutely.

We promise that we'll take care of it.

Thank you so much for bringing him home.

Hi.

This is... this is Gabe.

Hey.

Hi.

You have a problem, Jesus?

I'm serious. Do you need to go to AA?

No.

Okay, because sneaking vodka
and watering down the bottle

is alcoholic behavior to me.

I'm pretty concerned
about you, young man.

Just the... the way you've been acting.

Going behind our backs
to find your birth father?

Going to his worksite three times
even though he told you to stay away?

- Okay!
- No, not okay!

Not only are you putting
yourself in jeopardy,

you're putting Gabe in a position

where he could be arrested
and you're putting me

in a really bad spot because
guess what? I'm a cop.

Whether Gabe deserves to be
on that sex offenders list

is another issue, but
the law is quite clear.

You are a minor and he
cannot be anywhere near you.

I'm sorry, okay?

I... I get it. I'm
not gonna do it again.

I don't think you do get it.

Your birth father doesn't
want a relationship with you

or with your sister, okay?

And that sucks, but
that's the way it is.

Life's a bitch sometimes.

And on that note, you're
grounded indefinitely.

Uh... Mom's been through a lot lately.

I know you know that.

But she's right. You need
to stay away from Gabe

and you need to shape up.

He's tall...

like you.

Okay, everybody.

First thing, Mariana and I will
be recusing ourselves from voting

since she's in the play and I am making

the arguments against R&J.

Now, let's get started.

Suicide is the second
leading cause of death

for 15 to 25-year-olds.

Why?

Because young adults experience
strong, intense feelings

of stress, of self-doubt,
of loneliness, of loss,

of the pressure to succeed.

In Romeo and Juliet,
Shakespeare romanticizes

suicide as a way for
two teenagers in love

to be together forever in eternity.

Romeo toasts, "Here's to my love,"

as he drinks the poison that kills him.

The poison that Juliet
calls "friendly drops"

when she tries to
kiss them off his lips,

but instead uses a "happy
dagger" to end her life.

How is this idealization
of love and death

a good message to send teenagers?

Thank you. Brandon?

Forbidding the performance of
a classic piece of literature

because it might in and of itself

trigger someone to kill
themself* is not only ridiculous,

but it's one small step
away from banning books.

And let's talk about this idea
that Shakespeare's romanticizing

suicide in Romeo and Juliet.

He's not even romanticizing
their relationship.

I used to think that
R&J was about true love.

It's not.

It's about two rebellious,
impulsive teenagers

making really bad choices.

And... and this suicide
pact at the end, it...

it's not portrayed as this
ultimate act of true love.

It's portrayed as a tragic act

taken by two screwed up kids

who dismiss the value of their lives.

Which is why the last
line in the play isn't,

"They killed themselves and
lived happily ever after."

No.

It's, "For never was a story of more woe

than this of Juliet and her Romeo."

Okay, so we've heard both sides

and it's time for the
Honor Board to vote.

Those in favor of
staging Romeo and Juliet,

raise your hands.

Okay. And against?

_

Brandon, I'm so sorry.

I know how hard you worked.

Um, okay, uh... what if
we do it somewhere else?

Off campus.

They can't stop us from
doing that, can they?

No.

And can it still count
as our senior project?

Well, other students are doing
their projects off campus,

so yeah, it definitely could.

- Okay.
- But where?

Well, we need a theater or a big space,

but we don't have the money
to rent something like that.

Plus, without all the
lights and the soundboard

we have here at school,
well, it's, like...

impossible.

Brandon, I am so sorry.

Thanks, Mom.

Hey, Mat, wait up.

Hey, I'm sorry.

Yeah, me too.

So you still want to hang out?

Um... not really in the mood.

Well, let me try to cheer you up.

I don't see why I have to
go to some class for losers!

Because you've been acting
like one, that's why.

- This is so unfair!
- No, it's not!

Listen, I understand
that you're disappointed

and upset about Flintwood and wrestling

and your birth father,
but do you know what?

You have not been
responding appropriately.

- This is bull.
- No, it's tough love!

You know what? Go get ready

before I kick your ass, and
don't think that I won't.

What is going on?

They have not been able
to find a replacement

teacher for me, so I'm taking our
little hoodlum with me to class tonight

so that he can see what his future is

if he doesn't straighten himself out.

Okay, I wasn't gonna say anything,

but you are being way too hard on him.

Telling him that his birth father
doesn't want anything to do with him?

Telling him that life's a bitch?

Yeah, well, that's reality.

His or yours?

I realize you're having a rough time

with the mastectomy, with
having to ride a desk at work,

but Jesus is not the only one
who's not responding appropriately.

And that's not coming
from a critical place.

It's coming from a place of tough love.

It's one of my dad's warehouses.

What are we doing here?

Teaching you to hoverboard.

Hm, okay.

You ever, uh, ride one of these things?

Please.

What? Okay.

Okay.

Damn, girl.

Wow. Well, maybe you can teach
me how to hoverboard then.

How's that?

Hey, check out the acoustics.

Hello!

Hey, you should sing something.

From your play.

From R&J?

For real. I wanna hear you sing.

- Nuh-uh.
- Uh-huh.

- Nuh-uh.
- Uh-huh.

Okay.

♪ This love could be great ♪

♪ But they say it would be wrong ♪

♪ I don't care 'cause I'd be lost ♪

♪ Without you ♪

What if...

you do the whole play here?

Are you serious?

I mean, I know my dad will say yes.

It's one of the perks of
being, uh, kind of spoiled.

Oh, my God, you're...

you're totally my hero!

Callie?

Callie, are you there?

This is Chloe.

I did something bad.

Say goodbye for me.

"Emotional Intelligence
is a wide range of skills

that young people can
develop and improve."

"These skills are critical for emotional
well-being and success in life."

The thing is that, uh,
emotional intelligence

isn't something that, uh,

just young people need to work on,

just you need to work on.

Everyone, myself included,

needs to figure out a way to identify

what we're feeling so we
know what to do with it.

I had something really bad happen to me,

and I have been angry

and keeping it inside.

I...

I had cancer and I had to have
both of my breasts removed.

These are just pads.

And so, Javier, when you
threw away the hummus...

I overreacted by throwing you out.

So...

I know that all of you have had
something bad happen to you...

and you've been hurt,
disappointed, and angry,

and you probably haven't
reacted in the smartest of ways.

But that's why we're all here.

All of us.

To help each other
become more self-aware,

and learn to express
ourselves in healthier ways.

So, when Javier suggested that
I write "tits" on the board

as one of my positive attributes,

how could I have reacted better?

- With humor.
- Absolutely.

I could have made a joke.

You could have told me
I hurt your feelings.

I could have.

Thank you, Javier.

I never thought she'd actually do it.

I know.

You were right, Cal, you know.

I should've listened to you.

I... I should have taken
her threats more seriously.

No, I get why you didn't.

After hearing her cry
wolf so many times...

I'm really sorry that you
were involved in all this.

Really, I'm sorry.

Don't be.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry for what I said to you.

Thank God she's gonna be okay.

I... I don't think she
really wanted to kill herself.

I mean, she called me.

You know, she must have figured

that I would get the message sooner

and send someone to save her, you know?

For the first time in my life,

when I walked into that hospital room,

when she said she wanted help...

when she said she needed me...

she meant it.

Maybe she was trying to get
my attention, but I think...

I think this time, she
got her own attention.

So now...

now we're gonna go to counseling

to try to figure out what the hell to do

with all these awful,
messy feelings, you know?

I think...

I hope...

that this is the moment

where it all starts to change for her.

Thank you.

Listen, I know that I'm stubborn.

I know that I'm really
opinionated, and so are you.

And hey, abut that foster care bill,

listen, we're gonna have
to agree to disagree.

But know, know that even when
I disagree with you, Callie,

I am so proud

of the amazing young
woman that you're becoming.

Hey.

I heard about what happened.

Do you want to talk about it?

That's cool.

Do you mind if I just
sit there with you?

Don't worry. We're doing it off campus.

And you don't have to come.

Hey, uh, can I talk to you?

Come in.

What is it, Sally? What happened?

I...

uh...

Sorry, I'm...

I don't know how, um...

It's really hard for me to say this.

Um...

Monte kissed me.