"This is the story of six friends told over 20 years." "Each chapter is a new year." "Each year brings us one step closer to the truth." "Previously on Reunion..." "I'd like to ask some questions." "What kind of questions?" "The kind that go back 20 years." "If you were driving, it'd be no problem." " No DWI, no nothing." " But I wasn't driving." "Nobody knows that." "I took a pregnancy test." " Me?" " Has to be." "I mean, Craig's my best friend." "Wouldn't you want to be with somebody who at least reciprocates your feelings?" "Yes." "Like who?" "I'm not sure how to do this." "You're doing fine." "Maybe I'll go to London and have the baby, and no one will ever know." "I hereby sentence the defendant to 12 months in county corrections." "Why don't you tell me what you remember about 1987?" "I guess you could say that 1987 started off with a bang." "Will?" "Welcome home, son." "Here it comes!" "Contractions coming a minute apart, Doctor." "Oh, my gosh..." "Okay, Samantha, on the next one, we push." "Everything's going to be okay?" "Everything's going to be great." "Ooh." "Here it comes." "Okay, deep breath, and... push!" " Push, push, push." " Push, push, push, push." "You're doing so great." "Come on." "Your mom's waiting inside for you." "She's beautiful." "Looks just like her mom." "You think I'm doing the right thing, right?" "'Cause we talked about this, and if you don't, there are still things we can do." "I'm sorry, Samantha." "It's time." "Please, can't I keep her just a little longer?" "The adoptive parents are waiting, Samantha." "They're here?" "Can I meet them?" "Just to make sure they're good people, that they'll treat her right?" "You know that's between you and the agency, Sam." "I'm sure they'll be happy to set that up." "She'll have a great life, you know." "Everything you want for her." "And she'll do great things." "And one day, she will thank you for giving her the chance to do those things." "Carla..." "Yeah?" "I want to go home." "And a few weeks later, Sam did go home, back to Bedford." "But I wasn't quite ready to go home." "My world had become bigger, and Bedford was just too small." "Am I boring you, Detective Marjorino?" "Maybe I should remind you I am not your biographer, Mrs. Holland." "I'm trying to solve the murder of one of your closest friends." "Which is why I haven't called my lawyers yet." "Because I share your good intentions." "Good, because I believe you were going to tell me about a gun that was fired back in 1987." "Ah, the gun." "Yeah... the gun." "Can I ask you a question, Detective?" "Are you going to charge me with a crime today?" "No." "Not today." "Then how about this?" "As far as the gun goes... why don't you figure it out for yourself?" "I assume you'll stop me if I'm not free to go." "So, how'd it go?" "Not bad for a woman who's hiding something." "What's this?" "The break you've been looking for." "Ballistics turned up a match." "The bullet found in your victim was fired by the same gun used in a liquor store robbery in 1984." "And that's not all." "Now, this qualifies as a break." "It's me." "There's a new detective on the case" " Marjorino." "He cornered me at the memorial service after you left." "Here's the problem." "Uh..." "I need to come see you." "I think..." "I think I said too much." "We've got to stop meeting like this." "People are going to think I found God or something." "I told him about the gun." "I know-- probably not smart, but... you know me." "I talk a lot when I'm nervous." "Amazing." "One minute, I'm burying a friend; the next minute, I'm a murder suspect." "God, how did our lives get so complicated?" "Hey, Will." "I didn't know you and your dad were working today." "Hi, Mr. Brewster." "Your father's lucky to have you." "Craig has no interest in what I do, in the least." "Speaking of the crown prince..." "I thought he would have been home by now." "Spring Break." "Oh, your, uh..." "English daisies have a fungus." "My dad said he'd replace them next week." ""English daisies."" "A boy with all the promise in the world, and he spends his days pulling English daisies." "Listen, Will, have you thought any more about my offer?" "Land development, Will." "The Brewster Group." "I can't promise you'd start at the top, but there'd be a real future for you." "No offense to, uh, English daisies." "I appreciate it, but, uh, I'm doing fine on my own." "I'm working for my dad and coaching lacrosse down at the high school." "Listen... this family owes you a debt, and I told you it's a debt we intend to repay." " And I told you, sir, I'm..." " Doing fine on your own." "Hey, there he is." "Why the hell didn't you tell me that you were out?" " Hey, Craig." " Hey, man." "How you doing?" "You know, uh..." "I wanted to visit you more." "I tried, but if I missed one more class..." "I know." "Forget it." "I prayed for you, you know." "You didn't need to pray for me." "I was fine." "I mean, it was scary at first" " I'm not going to lie-- but, you know, you just need something to get through it." "What, you mean like a..." "like a goal?" "For some guys, it was their kids, you know?" "Had to see their kids again." "Other guys, it was the judge who put them in there." "Revenge." "Well, what got you through?" "For me it was a girl." "No way." "What, you met her last summer, and you kept her a secret?" "No, I'd..." "I'd known her a while, actually." "I just, uh..." " wasn't sure how I felt until..." " I can't believe this." "Who is she?" "She's not the one from South?" "The one with the real tight jeans?" "No, actually, uh... she's..." "Well, it's like this-- she's..." "What, you know that guy?" "No." "Just looked like someone that, uh..." "Oh." "Look what time it is." "I got to get going." "Got to go make myself presentable for Sam." "What?" "Sam?" " She's back?" " Yeah." "I'm taking her to this new little Indian place tonight." "Gonna try to convince her to take me back." "You want a ride?" "No, I, uh..." "I got some stuff, actually." "Go ahead." "All right, well, hey, I want to hear about that girl." "Promise." "You better." "Hold on." "I'm coming!" "Do you have any idea what time it is?" "You made it!" "Come in." "I thought you weren't coming until next week." "Oh, well, I thought this was the right time to come home, so..." "Look at you." "You look beautiful." "Please." "No, I don't." "Yeah, you're right." "You don't." "Shut up." "God!" "Look at this place." "I can't believe you live here." "Yeah, well, dancing on the hood of a car in a "Hazard" video has its benefits." "Oh, I saw it!" "I never told you." "You were great-- with the hair and the..." "I mean..." "It's not exactly acting." "But it got me meetings with all these directors." "I am so proud of you." "I mean, you said you were gonna come to the city to be an actress and here you are-- living your dream." " It's..." " Hey!" " Hey." " How are you?" "Aaron." "What are you...?" "I thought you were on a road trip to Daytona." "For Spring Break." "Oh, yeah." "One of my roommates came down with diverticulitis, so the whole thing got scrapped." "So I, uh, I came here instead." "Drove down from Boston." "Oh, I would have called you, but, I mean, you understand, right?" "Oh, yeah." "Of course." "No, it... it's just so great to see the both of you." "Guess neither one of us can escape this town." "Will!" "I thought you weren't getting out till July." "Released early for good behavior." "Means I didn't try to tunnel out." "Hey, um... didn't catch anything in prison." "Promise." "You got all my letters, right?" "Yes." "Of course." "So... what's your plan, now that you're out?" "My plan?" "Don't you know?" "My plan is you, Sam." "I meant what I said." "I went away to prison to clear my conscience." "And I did." "Which means there's nothing standing in our way." "Will, it's not that simple." "But it is." "Don't you see?" "I mean, that's why I went away-- to make it that simple." "That's why I have to tell Craig." "About you, about us." "Sometimes, when I was in prison," "I wondered what it would've been like if you had actually been pregnant." "Because..." "I would've never made that deal with Craig." "And you and I would be married with a kid right now." "And nobody would have any secrets anymore." "You're right." "We all have too many secrets." "Maybe it's time we all came clean." "So... about us... let me tell him." "Okay?" "Carter Fenn?" "I know you?" "No, not yet, but that's why I'm here." "So we get a chance to know each other a little better." "Damn." "You guys." "Hate to disappoint, but, uh," "I got nothing for you." "I've been clean for years." "That's true." "Unfortunately, I can't say the same thing about your gun." ""My gun"?" "It was used in a murder, in New York City, about a week ago." "You know, the same gun that you used to hold up Ace Liquors, back in '84." "A little hard up on fresh leads today, Detective?" "Look, man, I'm sorry I can't help you, all right?" "Haven't seen that gun in years." "Okay." "What about your old cell mate" " Will Malloy?" "I suppose you haven't seen him, either." "What is this?" ""Needle in a haystack" day down at the NYPD?" "No, I haven't seen him." "But I did run into my old third-grade teacher, if maybe that helps you." "Now, you listen to me." "No, I don't know you." "But I'm pretty damn sure if I did, I'd like you even less than I do right now." "So unless you want me to tell your boss that your application failed to mention your last two stints in County," "I suggest you tell me about the last time you saw that gun." "All right, fine." "The last time I saw it was... back in '87." "I think." "Get back to your rich friends, and suddenly you're too embarrassed to say hello to your old cell mate?" "C'mon, get in." "Well, look at this free man." "You know me, man." "Always something going on." "So life back home all it's cracked up to be or what?" "No complaints." "Stop the presses." "An ex-con with no complaints?" "What?" "!" "Things are good." "I got that coaching job." "And that girl..." "I think it's gonna work out." "Well, I should hope so." "Samantha, right?" "You stared at her damn picture long enough." "I'm happy for you though." "Really." " All right." " All right." " Another beer?" " Yeah, yeah." "Okay." "Excuse me..." "Killer." "What did you say?" "Whoa, nothing." "Not a word." "Yeah?" "'Cause it sounded like you said..." "Carter, nothing, it was nothing, okay?" "Forget it." "He didn't say anything." "All right?" "I'm buying." "No way." "I can't believe you're on MTV." "Oh, my." "Boy, it was windy that day." "Aaron, they used a wind machine." "Okay." "Fun's over." " No." "Please." " Leave it." "All right, all right." "New topic." "How's this-- to celebrate Will's early release we all go out tomorrow night." "The six of us." "I know this guy." "He runs this club downtown and he can get us all in." "No problem." "How's that sound?" "I'm in." "But nature calls." "Don't talk about me while I'm gone." "You know, um, that sounds great." "It really does." "But I really need to get back to Bedford and see my dad." "The girl who waited her whole life to get out now suddenly can't wait to get back?" "Look... you and Aaron don't need some third wheel just hanging around, so..." "Is that what you think?" "That Aaron and I are...?" "Oh, sweetie..." "But last summer..." "Last summer was a long time ago." "And in case you haven't noticed, it is 1987 and we are in New York City." "So you're not interested in...?" "In what?" "Sleeping with my funny friend from high school?" "Look," "Aaron and I just see things differently." "He showed up here two days ago, acting like my boyfriend." "And just because we slept together last year doesn't mean that we're in a relationship." "I just think that... you should tell him how you feel." "Because, for some of us, a year doesn't change all that much, you know?" "God." "Just when you think you're out of high school, you keep getting sucked back in." "Something tells me that you never really escape high school." "It just haunts you for the rest of your life." "Remember the good old days when I didn't have to wait for you to invite me inside?" "It's amazing-- the good old days were just last year." "I know why you were so quiet during dinner." "You do?" "Yeah." "Because you don't know how to tell me that you're not ready to get back together." "But..." "I'll wait." "As long it takes." "And if it takes longer than that, then I'll still be waiting." "That's sweet, Craig." "It is." "But that's not what I was going to say." "See, a lot's changed since I went away." "Maybe even before that, and..." "I think you should know why." "You see," "I..." "Sam?" "It's, um..." "Are you okay?" "Yeah..." "I'm fine." "Are you sure?" "Because you don't look..." "No." "I'm fine." "It's my... just my stomach." "Do you want me to get your parents?" "No." "They're... not..." "Sam?" "I'm taking you to the hospital right now." "So, what do you say, huh?" "Friday night, me and you?" "Yeah, maybe." "We'll see." "Oh, oh, the guy's got a girl now." "So the friends take a back seat, huh?" "C'mon, leave it alone." "What are you talking about?" "Looks like he needs some help." "It's the Christian thing to do." "Can I help you?" "No, thanks." "I'm done." "It looks like you might need a hand." "You got something to say?" "Say to my friend?" "Carter..." "let him go." "He didn't kill anyone." "It was an accident." "You got that?" "Yeah." "Sure." "Whatever." "Let him go." "Sorry about that, sir." "What the hell was that?" "Justice." "Damn it!" "Carter, we're not inside anymore." "I'm on parole." "I get caught up in a fight, I'm going back in." "Man, you don't even know it, do you?" "Once you inside, you always inside." "What the hell you talking about?" "My life is good." "I don't need you messing it up." "Oh, yeah?" "You think because you got a girl and a coaching job that everything's gonna be great?" "Huh?" "That you're gonna have some seamless transition back into the real world?" "Yeah." "For me... yes." "Well, congrats, Will Malloy, on being the first ex-con in history to ever pull that off." "What you've suffered is secondary hemorrhaging due to a lacerated cervix." "You understand?" "Yeah." "Pre-med." "I didn't notice it on your admitting form, but when exactly did you give birth?" "I'm only interested in keeping you healthy." "Everything else is your business." "A month ago." "That sounds about right." "The bleeding's a postpartum complication." "The good news is, the hemorrhaging has stopped, which means there's no immediate danger." "And the bad news?" "Your tear was serious, Samantha." "Long-term, that could have consequences, because if the cervix is damaged..." "Carrying a child to term may not be viable." "Are you saying I can't have another baby?" "I'm sorry, Samantha." "Look at the bright side." "You've already had a child." "That makes you one of the lucky ones." "Yeah." "I'll be back to see you this afternoon." "I don't know why I told him about the gun." "My shrink would say I want to get caught." "I'm so sorry." "How could go and jeopardize everything that we're trying to do?" "Everything that we've done." "I..." "Anyway," "I assume the gun's still where we left it?" "'Cause you're right." "We need to get it somewhere safe." "'Cause if I had to guess, I'd say our friend Marjorino is coming for you next." "I told you." "We're with Jenna Moretti." "You're not on the list." "But you didn't even look at the list." "Well, is there, like, another list for important people?" "Fine." "We'll wait." "But thank you." "All right, so, they won't let us in without Jenna." "She's probably just running late." "You-You okay?" "I mean, I'm sure she only be a minute." "No, I..." "I was just thinking about Sam." "Oh, but you talked to her, right?" "The doctor said everything was okay?" "Of course." "No." "You know me" " I'm just a worrier." "But that's a decision you've already made." "I don't understand what's changed." "It's just..." "Look, I thought I made the right decision, okay, but I didn't think things through, and especially now, especially..." "Your baby has a home now, Sam." "Parents who love her very much." "But I'm her mother." "That must count for something, right?" "Look, if I had anyone else to call, I would." "Okay, but I just..." "I just need a phone number, an address." "That's all I'm asking." "So I can talk to them myself." "Give me a few days." "I'll do what I can." "Thank you." "I can't believe Craig and Will flaked out." "I mean, this place is awesome." "I mean, it will be once we get inside, of course." "You know, you're gonna think I'm pretty lame..." "Oh, tell me you're not bailing." "Well, it's getting late, you know." "And I'm still on London time, so..." "Well, hey, here's a crazy idea." "Why don't you come with?" "We'll go back to Jenna's apartment, get a six-pack, rent some sappy movie." "Nah, you go ahead." "Jenna's should be here any minute, and besides, she wanted to talk to me about something." "She didn't happen to mention to you what about, did she?" "No." "Nothing." "Not a word." "No?" " All right, well..." " All right." " Bye." " Okay." "Hey, and, uh, don't wait up." "Between the two of us, we should invest in a hospital bed." "Car accidents, this." "Hi." "Carla called me." "How are you?" "How do you...?" "Better." "Doctor said it's just a stomach thing." "It's probably that Indian food that Craig took you out for." "Never thought of Craig as an Indian food kind of guy, but, uh, maybe that's what they teach you at the Ivy League-- how to like Indian food." "If it was me, I'd have taken you to this restaurant that serves great bread and water because that's what I learned." "I know you didn't tell him." "It's fine." "I waited a year to tell Craig." "Another few days won't make a difference." "And then what?" "We tell him in a few days?" "I just don't see how a few days can change everything that's happened." "And what's happened?" "You don't want me, Will." "You don't want somebody who messes up everything she touches." "Look... you're a great guy." "Find a girl who can see that." "One who doesn't need a few days to tell people how she feels." "Find one who knows now." "What are you saying, that... that you and me-- that you don't...?" "No." "I don't." "These are for you, then." "The guy said they'd last a few days." "Hey." "What was that all about?" "Nothing." "Just talking about old times." "Oh, yeah?" "What about them?" "How they mean different things to different people." "Uh, Will, the girl that you were telling me about-- the one that got you through prison-- whatever happened to her?" "Nothing." "I realized we saw things differently." "Sorry about yesterday, man." "I know I can get a little hot sometimes." "Forget it." "I'm just glad you didn't try to shiv the guy." "So, you think, uh, Craig gets the girl?" "I don't know." "Yeah." "Probably." "Craig's pretty used to getting what he wants." "Well, at least you still got the coaching job, right?" "Yeah, until school board gets wind they got an ex-con on staff." "All right." "I see where this is going." "As your official guide to post-prison life..." "I think you need to have a little fun." "Yeah." "I think your idea of fun is the last thing that I need." "Hey, come on, man." "I haven't been wrong yet, have I, huh?" "Jenna!" "Hey, Jenna!" "You were inside?" "Yeah." "I was waiting for you." "What are you doing out here?" "Uh, the same thing you were doing in there, except for the drinks and the music, and, uh, your friends from Whitesnake over there." "I wasn't on the list, Jenna." "But I put you on the list." "I-I mean, I think I did." "It must be just a mix-up." "A mix-up?" "Right." "Kind of like our whole relationship, one giant mix-up." "Aaron..." "I know you like to pretend that I am some lovesick geek, but that's not true, is it?" "Because before you were on MTV, I looked pretty good, didn't I?" "Like, on New Year's Eve when..." "That was a long time ago." "Mix-up number one, because in what universe is sleeping with someone three months ago considered a long time ago?" "You're my friend, Aaron." "Mix-up number two." "Because somehow I thought sleeping with someone meant that you were actually more than a friend." "Stop it." "That's not what I meant." "Which leads me to mix-up number three." "How you can rip out my heart, but, God forbid, I call you on it." "You want me to clear everything up?" "How's this?" "I love you, but I'm not in love with you." "I slept with you, but that doesn't mean I want to date you." "And the scariest thing that I could ever do is admit that to you and lose the one thing that I love about you most-- your friendship." "Aaron..." "Thank you." "It's just nice to know I wasn't so mixed up after all." "Okay." "Here we are." "What are we doing at Craig's house?" "Well, you wanted to have some fun, right?" "Well, this is gonna be fun." "No, don't tell me that you're suggesting..." "Man, I've been casing this joint for a week, son." "His folks left town last night, and Craig's at the hospital with your girl." "What?" "So, this is why you showed up in town?" "So you could rip off my friend?" "That's good, Will." "That's good." "You're following along." "Only one problem-- there's an alarm pad at the front entry, and I don't know the code." "But if you spent as much time here as you said you did," "I'm guessing you do." "You're sick, you know that?" "Even if I did, I wouldn't help you." "Come on, wouldn't you for once in your life like to beat the guy?" "Man, it must drive you crazy watching this guy get everything he wants while you... while you get what exactly?" "Right." "Nine months in the pen, no girl, no hope." "I don't care." "I would never help you." "All right, fine." "I hear you." "Then how about this, then?" "Let's not consider it a choice." "You underestimated yourself, Malloy." "I knew you'd come through... even when you doubted yourself." "This is insane." "You're making a mistake." "What's insane is how you're always worrying about your friend Craig." "That's insane." "Why don't you take a little something for yourself once in a while, huh?" "Because I'm not a thief." "No, you only kill people with your friend's Porsche." "Sorry to misjudge you." "Yes." "Group 2 combination lock." "My specialty." "Oh, don't look so down." "I'll cut you in for half." "And it's a hell of a lot more than they pay lacrosse coaches-- believe that." "Hey!" "What's going on here?" "Stay right there, and you'll save me a bullet." "Who the hell are you?" "Why don't you tell him, Will?" "Oh, what, you... still afraid to introduce me to your friends?" "He was my cell mate... from prison." "Your cell mate?" "And now the two of you are robbing my house?" "Craig, it's not like that-- he made me bring him here." "Come on, can you blame him?" "That's got to wear on a guy, Craig, watching his best friend get everything he wants." "What are you talking about?" "What do I have that he wants?" "Tell him, Will." "Tell him what you really want." "Stop!" "Now!" "What are you gonna do, Craig?" "Huh?" "You gonna shoot me?" "Oh, I see." "Tonight's the night where you handle things for yourself, huh?" "On your own?" "Like the night of the accident, right?" "You know, Will never told me the whole truth about how he ended up in prison." "But the way I see it, something stinks about the whole thing." "You told him?" "!" "No!" "And after what I've done for you, you doubt me?" "Come on, Craig." "Let's not be somebody we're not." "Give me the gun." "Craig..." "It's not you, man." "Tonight's not the night for you to change your stripes." "Give me the gun." "Come on." "Just give me the gun." "Will!" "Call 911-- tell them there's an intruder in the house." "Craig, I can't." "I'm on parole." "If they find me here, I go back in." "He's right." "The only way Will walks away from this... is if I walk away from this." "Get the hell out of here now." "Big man." "Craig..." "I guess we're even now." "So am I the last one to know that Jenna wanted nothing to do with me?" "No, just the last one in this apartment." "How can I get 1520 on my SATs and still be such a complete moron?" "You didn't do anything wrong, you just... fell in love." "No, I..." "I did do something wrong." "I, uh..." "I lied to you-- to everyone." "You see, I'm not on spring break, I'm on more of a... permanent break." "What?" "You dropped out of school-- because of Jenna?" "No, not because of Jenna-- because sitting in a classroom wasn't getting me closer to what I wanted." "And what do you want?" "That's the problem" " I have no idea." "Have you ever felt like you're someplace, and the whole time you were there, you feel like you should be someplace else?" "Yeah, it's called high school." "You'll figure it out." "You always do." "You're the smartest person I know... except when it comes to women." "Thanks." "About Jenna?" "She's not the only girl in the world." "I mean, there are tons of girls that would want to, you know... be with you." "Yeah, like who?" "Truth is... it wouldn't even matter right now, because you're in love with someone else." "But, when you get over her, maybe you should open your eyes for a change." "All right." "So how long does it take to get over someone, anyway?" "I heard once that it's the number of years that you loved the person, times two." "Great, that means I should be over Jenna when I'm... 30." "Come on-- 30?" "That's not that far away." "All right, so what do you say, that, um, if I'm still single at 30 and you are, too, that..." "I don't know-- we do something crazy, and, like, get married or something?" "Deal." "By the way, you didn't get a 1520 on your SATs." "No, but I'm getting so good at this lying stuff, why stop now?" "Hello?" "I got their address, Sam." "The adoptive parents." "I went to see them." "You found them?" "What did they say?" "Nothing." "Nothing?" "That's the problem." "I went to see them, and they're gone." "The flat's been completely cleaned out, like they were never there." "So... what are you saying?" "You have no idea where my baby is?" "Unfortunately, that's exactly what I'm saying." "See you later." " All right, bye." " Bye." "All right, guys." "I'm glad he's going back to Boston." "I hate the thought of me ruining his life." "Oh, he'll be fine." "A guy like Aaron, his life has barely begun." "Kind of funny how he came here to be with me, and you're the one who ends up staying." "It would be nice having you as a roommate." "Crazy, isn't it?" "We make all these decisions every day." "You ever think how, 20 years down the line, our lives will be affected by the choices we make today?" "20 years?" "Who thinks that far ahead?" "I'll probably be dead in 20 years." "Thanks, Mr. Brewster." "So... you took the job?" "Yeah." "Good." "It's about time you started letting people help you out for a change." "And the gun?" "Safe and sound and never hurting anyone again." "So Sam said that she wants to spend some time alone." "No boyfriend, no nothing." "What about you?" "Anything new with your girl?" "The one that got you through prison?" "We're kind of taking a break, too." "But I'm a patient man, I'll get her sooner or later." "So what happened to the gun?" "That's just it." "I don't know." "The cell mate said he hadn't seen it since the night it was fired." "Well, how does a gun used in 1987 turn into a murder weapon last week?" "I don't know." "But I think I know someone who does." "Excuse me, Father, but I'd like to ask you a few questions." "I'm not surprised." "I thought you'd be coming to see me..."