"That's the man that has Nathan?" "No." "A guy named Dmitri has Nathan." "That's a low-life drug dealer." "And?" "And I overheard you and Quinn talking about Clay's drug problem, so I decided to discourage this dealer." "What does this have to do with Nathan?" "When I approached him," "I overheard him talking on the phone to a guy named Dmitri." "How many Dmitris do you know in Tree Hill?" "Wait." "I have waited long enough." "I want my husband back." "What are you gonna do?" "You gonna walk up to him and ask him nicely to tell you where Dmitri is?" "I don't plan on asking him nicely." "Look out that guy." "Take a good look." "You see anything there that should make us concerned?" "Yeah." "He has a gun." "He has a gun." "And we don't." "So we have to be smart." "Okay." "All right." "So, what's your plan?" "I'm not the one you're supposed to be arresting." "That guy was beating his son." "And I stopped him." "Son, we need to ask you a few questions about tonight." "Need you be honest with me, okay?" "Did your father hurt you earlier?" "Go ahead, sweetie." "Tell the officer the truth." "Tell him your father never..." "Laid a hand on you." "Son, this is important." "Did your father hit you?" "No." "Clay?" "You know the traumatic event that I was hiding from everyone, including myself?" "Well, we, uh, we figured it out." "And..." "He just had a birthday." "We had a son, Quinn." "Me and Sara." "I have a son." "H-how is that possible?" "Somehow I erased him from my memory after her death." "It's the reason for my fugue state." "I mean, a-are you sure?" "Yeah, I'm sure." "Oh, God." "It's been like waking up from a dream." "I just..." "The reality that I thought I knew before made sense to me, but now I'm awake, and I know what's true." "I have a son." "And, Quinn..." "It's Logan." "Logan's my son." "Just knowing that Xavier's walking the same streets as us makes me feel sick." "I'm not gonna be able to sleep tonight." "Maybe it wasn't him at Karen's." "Maybe it was just in my head." "He's putting us both so on edge, maybe we're just jumping at shadows." "Do you really believe that?" "I don't know." "What I do know is that I'm here, and our boys are here, and I'm not gonna let anything happen to them." "Or you." "I promise." "Sorry." "We're closed for the night." "I know." "We're closed." "So you said." "Can I help you with something?" "Yes, I think you can." "Dude, wake up." "W-what are you doing?" "Taking my dawg out for a run." "You got a dog?" "No, you my dawg, dawg." "Did Millie put you up to this?" "No." "You did, chubs." "Am I really that bad?" "I'm thinking about changing your name from mouth to chins." "Now let's go!" "Move, move, move!" "All right." "I'm up." "I'm up." "Morning." "We had a crib with his name above it." "And a mobile of planes." "I can see it so clearly now." "I-I just can't believe I ever forgot about it." "I just left him there." "I had a son, and I abandoned him." "I mean, trauma or no trauma, how the hell can someone erase their own child for six years?" "I just left him there and never went back." "That doesn't mean that you can't go back now." "I don't know if I can." "Of course you can." "And I'm gonna go with you." "Hey." "Here to fix your toilet." "I... think you have the wrong address." "I didn't call for a plumber." "Hi." "I hear you got a..." "You got a backed-up toilet." "No one called for a plumber." "Our toilet is fine." "Um, no, a Brooke Davis called me, and she said to get here quick." ""The toilet is backed up on account of the muffins at Karen's café."" "I did not call a plumber." "There is nothing wrong with our toilet." "And there is certainly nothing wrong with our muffins." "Why would I volunteer so much information?" "Brooke Davis?" "I'm here about the broken crapper." "Crap." "Excuse me." "Hi." "It's not broken." "Where is that slut you call a boss?" "Hi, Brooke." "Welcome to Tree Hill café." "How can I help you..." "Neighbor?" "Thanks for bailing me out." "Not a problem." "Couldn't leave you in the clink too long, pretty little thing like you." "Just don't try to skip bail." "I got season two of "dog the bounty hunter" at home." "I picked up some pointers." "Bro, I'll catch you." "Don't worry." "I'm not going anywhere." "What the hell are you doing?" "Um, running a decent café, unlike you." "How could you hire him?" "He's a criminal." "Who, Xavier?" "He needed a job." "We were hiring." "Plus, I get a stipend from the government for hiring a felon..." "Win-win." "He's a felon because he kidnapped a child, robbed me, and beat the hell out of me." "Oh, my God." "I-I stand corrected." "So really it's a win-win-win, if you count the "beating the hell out of you" part." "Okay." "You want to hang signs and send roach-infested plants and clog my doorway with the super Mario brothers, that's fine, but he is dangerous." "He murdered a kid!" "Correct me if I'm wrong, but, um, didn't you guys have a convicted murderer flipping burgers for you not too long ago?" "Tara, please don't do this." "I cannot have him working so close to me." "So if he stays, you go?" "Perfect!" "So, really, it's a win-win-win-win." "Do be a stranger!" "Hey." "I'm out of shape." "Damn, dawg, you went from De Niro in "Taxi Driver"" "to De Niro in "Raging Bull."" "What the hell happened?" "Well, when you have a job like mine, you have to eat out a lot." "Yeah, well, when you have a job like yours, you got to go to the gym a lot." "Well, you plan on going, but something comes up, and you put it off to the next day, so you wake up a little heavier." "You string enough of these days together, and you just wake up heavy." "You know, I heard somewhere that unhappy people sometimes eat a lot to make theirself feel better." "And I'm saying this to you because you just don't seem like the same happy-go-lucky mouth" "I used to know." "Yeah?" "Yeah, it's like if a sad mouth from a different dimension came here and hunted down the happy mouth and just ate him." "You know, I-I have felt a bit of a weight lately, but I don't know the cause of it." "I think it's your ass." "No, I have a great relationship with Millie." "We have a good life, a good job." "I'm pretty happy." "Yeah, well, I know something" "50 push-ups." "Are you serious?" "Would you settle for five?" "'Cause five would make me unhappy, too." "Wow." "That's what you meant by being smart?" "He has a gun." "Now so do I." "And this is your master plan." "This is not a disagreement with someone at a pta meeting, Haley." "These are dangerous people." "You want Nathan back, this might be what it takes to get him back." "You are gonna get yourself killed." "You have a better plan?" "Yeah, I do." "How is it that I have a son, and no one felt like maybe they should share this information with me?" "When Sara was taken from you..." "When Sara died." "All right." "When your wife died, in order to cope with the sudden loss, your brain removed the one thing that reminded you the most of her..." "Logan." "We tried, Clay." "We tried telling you during your early sessions, but you..." "Or, rather, your brain..." "Just wouldn't hear it." "When Logan was brought up, you would shut down." "All progress would be lost." "So you just quit?" "Clay..." "No, it's okay." "You quit, Clay." "You stopped coming to your sessions, and you just..." "You disappeared." "So the state granted custody to Sara's parents." "But why has no one tried to contact him since?" "I was the one who decided we needed to wait for you to remember on your own." "So if you want to be angry, be angry with me." "I don't want to be angry." "I just need some guidance." "I left him for six years." "What do I do now?" "You should go talk to your son." "You shouldn't be here." "I need a minute." "I may be going to jail for a while..." "And I want to make sure that Chuck is gonna be okay..." "That your husband is not going to hurt him anymore." "Not tomorrow, not next week, not six months from now." "When he gets in one of his moods..." "I don't know what to do." "I try to stop him." "You need to try harder." "And if that means getting him out of your lives, then that's what you need to do." "Otherwise, it's going to be Chuck who ends up in the hospital." "Please." "Do it for Chuck." "Chase!" "I'm sorry." "Yeah." "I know." "Well, first, he came to my café and asked for a job." "Then he came back and ordered food." "And now he's working across the street from us." "And he may have been watching us through the café window last night." "What it sounds like to me is we have an ex-con who was able to find employment shortly after being paroled and who occasionally gets hungry." "I wish all my parolees were this way." "I'm sorry, the way you say that makes us sound like we're loony." "Aren't there rules against making contact with someone you've attacked?" "Yes, there are." "Well, there..." "He broke the rules." "But it's a small town." "I mean, paths will cross at times." "He came to my place of work and asked me for a job on purpose." "Xavier informed me of that incident shortly after it happened." "He was not aware that you had any connection with the café." "He was just looking for work." "Come on!" "He came back after that and... ate pie!" "If it will make you feel better," "I will call him this afternoon and reiterate to him that he needs to stay away from you." "So that's it." "Unfortunately, yes." "I mean, that's how the system works." "Unless you have proof that Xavier's doing something illegal, there's nothing more that I can do." "Tell me this is a shortcut." "Nope." "It's the long way." "But at least we get to stop by and say hi to Jimmy." "We were gonna host "sportscenter" together." "We even had our own catchphrases." "Mine was "wammo kablammo,"" "and his was, "now, that's a spicy meatball."" "Man, y'all was some dorks." "There's not a day that goes by where I don't think about him." "Somehow I still feel guilty about how I lost touch with him." "Yeah, mouth, but that wasn't your fault, man." "Yeah, I know." "I miss you, Jimmy." "He's over there, you know." " Who?" " Xavier." "The Xavier who attacked you and..." "I didn't tell you?" "No." "He got hired at the tree slut café, and it is wigging me out!" "What?" "He can't do that, can he?" "Apparently." "I... you know what?" "I can't even talk about it." "You have some good news about Nathan?" "No." "Um no." "The police are doing nothing." "I'm sorry." "So I went to Dan." "Really?" "Yeah." "At this point," "I'm just willing to do whatever it takes to get Nathan back." "Dan has a lead, and, um, that's why I'm here." "I need your help with something." "Anything." "Well?" "You just gonna sit there and stare?" "Or you want to buy me another one?" "So, what do you think's gonna happen?" "My best bet..." "I'm going to get a dishonorable discharge, and once the dust settles, police will be there to cart me off to prison." "Good times." "Dude, I'm sorry." "I don't regret what I did for a second." "Guy had it coming..." "Beating on a kid." "And Chuck lied, huh?" "He was just scared." "He's been through a lot." "Yeah, but still, you don't deserve to go to jail." "He should be in jail." "I know I sound like a broken record, but I don't think I can handle seeing his psycho face every day." "Maybe you should stop staring at him through the window, then." "What I mean is, it's probably best if we both keep an eye on him, you know, like a two-person neighborhood watch." "I know what he's gonna do." "He's gonna act all normal and un-Norman bates-ish, and then once I drop my guard... bam!" "That's when he strikes." "Well, actually, Norman bates acted relatively normal in public." "It was behind closed doors that he was a psycho, so you can't really..." "You probably don't need a film-history lesson right now." "No." "Haley's helping Dan look for Nathan." "Really?" "That's an odd pairing." "You know, the police aren't doing anything, so she's looking for him herself." "There he goes." "Off to torture kittens or make dolls out of human hair or whatever nutjobs do." "Let's follow him." "Are you serious?" "Brooke, we have a family to protect." "Having that creep on the streets puts our boys at risk." "Okay, Haley has the right idea." "I say we follow him and see what he's up to." "They need proof that he's up to no good?" "Let's get proof." "So the predator becomes the prey." "We have an emergency." "Chase is in trouble." "Come on." "What are we gonna do?" "I know." "This is big." "I'm speechless, too." "He helped this little kid, Chuck, and the kid lied to the cops." "You believe that?" "No." "We could have a benefit concert, get the media on our side." "Or we could have a "save chase" Twitter feed." "Or you could just go talk to the kid." "Or that." "Yeah." "Okay." "Okay." "These are good ideas." "Let's keep brainstorming in case we need a fall-back." "Great work, team!" "Good enthusiasm!" "What's wrong?" "I don't know how to do this." "I mean, what am I supposed to say to him?" "You've been talking to him every day for the last week." "Yeah, but that was before I knew he was my son." "He adores you." "So just talk to him like always, and at some point, tell him you're his father." "Clay..." "Just walk over and say, "hi, Logan."" "Everything else will come naturally." "Hey, gambit." "Gambit, huh?" "Yeah." "I'm Wolverine, and you're gambit." "Nice." "So, where have you been?" "Did you "lugue" again?" "No, I-I didn't fugue." "Something came up." "And it was something I had to think about, so I thought it'd be better if I didn't do that here." "So, you've been eating well?" "Huh?" "You know, like, lots of leafy greens..." "You're weird." "Who's this guy?" "Oh, that's deadpool." "Is he a good guy?" "Uh, it's hard to say." "He's a hero for hire, so sometimes he's good, but sometimes he's bad." "The big thing about this guy, though, is that he has healing powers like Wolverine." "And he's a bit of a smartass." "You just said a swear!" "Sorry." "You know, swearing is bad, so you just... just don't do it." "And if you could, maybe don't mention it to Dr. "a" on your next visit?" "Okay." "Hey, Logan, has, uh, has the doctor ever talked to you about your parents?" "Sometimes." "Did he ever tell you what happened to them?" "Yeah." "My mom went to heaven when I was a baby." "How about your dad?" "He got really, really sad when she died..." "So sad that he had to go away." "That sounds rough." "But I don't care, though." "Besides, spider-man lost both of his parents, too." "Hey, mini me." "You doing okay?" "Chase is going to jail, and it's all my fault." "I should have told the cops the truth." "I should have told them that he was just trying to get my dad to stop hitting me." "Is he mad at me?" "No." "He understands." "He just wants to make sure you're gonna be okay." "Are you mad at me?" "No." "No, I'm not mad at you." "No, Chris Keller knows how hard it is to do the right thing." "Funny thing is, is you keep trying to be like me..." "Which is understandable." "I'm pretty kick-ass." "But you should be trying to be like chase." "I mean, he did the right thing even though he was afraid of what could happen." "Maybe this isn't the best idea." "What, stalking the guy who's been stalking us?" "No, it's not that." "This could take forever." "What are we supposed to do, follow him all day till he commits a crime?" "well, that didn't take very long." "Hello, 911?" "I'd like to report a break-in." "So then I broke his arm." "And then I told him if he didn't give me the money he owed me, then I would continue to break every bone in his body..." "In alphabetical order." "Which works, because I started with his arm." "Oh, right." "That's funny." "You're funny." "You're a real, um, tough guy, huh?" "I like that in a man." "You know what I like in a woman?" "Hmm?" "Me." "Oh." "Do your shot." "This has been real fun." "I think I'm gonna need something else, though." "Something that's gonna, you know, get me in the mood, if you know what I'm saying." "You want to party with me or my product?" "Let's make it a threesome." "That works for me, girl." "Come on." "Damn, girl." "I can't wait to hit that." "That's just what I was thinking." "What the hell is taking so long?" "He should be some prisoner's bitch by now." "Are you the ones that reported the break-in?" "Yes, sir." "Do you need a statement or something?" "When you arrest him, can I slap the cuffs on him?" "We're not arresting him." "What do you mean?" "What?" "He didn't break in the house." "We just saw him climb in the window." "The house belongs to a friend of his." "He's staying there, and he forgot his key." "It all checks out." "Oh." "So, you found him by the pool, on the beach, on the playground." "All the places you would take your child." "And now that he knows about Logan, the fugue state no longer has a purpose." "So he's cured?" "For the most part." "He'll need to go to therapy in order to, uh, work through some of the issues he needs to address." "It'll take time." "He's on his way." "We'll get through it." "He told me he loves you, by the way." "That totally breaks patient-doctor confidentiality, but..." "Then, you knew it already, so, what the hell?" "Thank you." "Airman Adams, to attack a civilian is an act that casts shame and embarrassment on your fellow airmen." "Your actions were unbecoming of a member of the air force." "It seems we have a character witness here to speak on your behalf." "At ease, young man." "I know that you guys want to kick chase out of the air force because you think he did something wrong." "But he didn't." "I did." "'Cause I didn't tell the truth." "My dad hits me." "He hits me even when I haven't done anything wrong." "Chase found out, and he stopped him." "I know I shouldn't have lied about it." "But I did." "And I'm sorry." "So it's my fault." "Chase was protecting me." "Isn't that what you taught him to do?" "He's really nice to me and helps me with all kinds of stuff." "All he ever wanted to do was fly." "Please don't take that away from him." "Hey, Jimmy." "I know what you're thinking." ""I haven't heard from my pal mouth in ages, and what's this..." "Two visits in one day?"" "Well, I've been working on a sports blog, and..." "I thought maybe you could help me with it." "What the hell is this?" "This is me finding out where my husband is." "I have no idea what you're talking about." "And if I did, I'd say that he had his teeth pulled out and his fingers cut off by now." "I want to know where..." "Haley!" "He can't tell us anything if you beat him to death." "Whoo-whee." "That's a crazy bitch." "what did you do to him?" "!" "Get her off of me!" "No!" "Get this bitch off of me!" "Okay." "Your husband's dead, you stupid whore." "Shut up!" "You need to go now." "I'm not going anywhere until I find out where Nathan is." "I'm gonna need to do some things you shouldn't see." "I can handle it." "Haley... he's going to talk, and we're going to find Nathan." "Trust me." "But I can't have you here when I do this." "So go home." "I'll call you." "Be sure to give Deb back her clothes." "Bring Nathan home." "I don't care what it takes." "Bring him home." "Well, well, well." "Alone at last." "Alone at last." "Look..." "Shh!" "You've already done enough talking today with that pretty little mouth of yours." "How 'bout you just listen?" "I know I hurt you in the past, but that's the past." "I served my time for what I did, and now I'm just trying to get on with my life." "But you keep pushing me." "You need to stop." "'Cause you should know  that I can get to you whenever I want." "So don't give me a reason to." "Dropped these." "Have a nice night." "Hmm." "Told you we'd fix it." "I know." "I can't wait to crash it again." "Hey, about what you said earlier..." "Do you really not care what happened to your mom and dad?" "I don't know." "Do you ever think about your dad?" "I guess sometimes I think about what he might be like." "And what do you think?" "Promise you won't laugh?" "Promise." "Well, I like to think that he's a superhero, like in "X-Men," out fighting bad guys." "Or he's a secret agent, and he's got a flying car and a jet pack and stuff." "Would you settle for a regular agent..." "The non-secret kind?" "I guess." "I just hope that maybe one day he'll come home." "Then maybe neither of us will be sad anymore." "Logan, you know my problem." "You know, I wander around like I'm someone else." "Well..." "Dr. "a" was able to help me figure out why I was doing it." "And how come?" "Well, a few years ago, something bad happened." "I lost someone that I loved very, very much..." "My wife." "When it happened, my brain just made me forget things that reminded me of her so I'd be less sad." "But... now my brain wants me to remember." "The person that I lost, Logan, was your mom." "I'm your father." "You're... you're my son." "I-I know I don't have a flying car or anything, but..." "I'd really like to be a part of your life." "And I'd really like it if you'd be a part of mine." "Would you like that?" "Logan?" "No." "I'm out." "What?" "!" "That is such a load of crap!" "You know, Chris Keller thinks that those jackasses weakened our nation today!" "Could have been a lot worse." "I was only given a general discharge, not a dishonorable one." "So I got that going for me." "Now I just have to hope they don't send me to prison for the next three years." "They're not going to." "Right, mom?" "No." "They're not." "Wade's been arrested." "I reported him to the police and told them that you acted in defense of Chuck." "Is the air force still gonna let you fly planes?" "No, Chuck." "At least not for them." "So what I said didn't mean anything." "Hey..." "What you said meant everything." "You, wake up." "Baby, please, I am not from havana." "Skills." "What up?" "You want to go to the gym?" "For sure, my chubby buddy." "What the hell do you dream about?" "He did what?" "Xavier scared the hell out of me and then told me I need to leave him alone." "Did he tell you or threaten you?" "Both." "I don't know." "It felt pretty threatening and creepy." "Brooke, you need to call the police." "They're not gonna do anything except for maybe set him off." "Well, what does Julian think?" "I didn't tell him." "Brooke!" "Haley, if I tell Julian, he's gonna go after Xavier and then either murder him or get murdered by him, and either way, my boys grow up without a father." "What are you gonna do?" "I don't know." "Let's talk about something else." "Did everything go okay with you?" "Um, yeah." "Considering the circumstances..." "Everything went great." "Um..." "It's just kind of up to Dan now, I guess." "What happened to our world?" "What are you doing awake?" " Huh?" "Hey." "Hey." "It's okay." "Oh, it's okay." "Mommy's here." "And she always will be." "You're dead." "You know that?" "Dead!" "There's something you should know about me." "I don't do well with threats." "You see, I'm gonna find my son whether you talk or not." "They only thing is..." "Will you still be breathing when I do?" "Now, I'm gonna ask you a few questions, and you feel free to scream out the answers." "See..." "That's the good news about having your own sound stage." "No one can hear you scream."