The Family

Previously on "The Family"...

- I did not get my son back. - Claire...

I'm sorry I'm not him.

You don't have to call me Claire.

Young man: How's your boyfriend?

People disappoint.

- I'm sorry. - For what?

The debate.

I feel like I owe you.

Hank: I'd like to speak with Detective Meyer.

Jane: I am so sorry.

We're gonna bring him home.

How could you?

Jane, what did you do?

Doug: Time to have a talk.

How did he die?

Which is it?

Did he hit his head or did he get sick?

Principal Egan: Adam was more than a student.

His smile and kindness touched each of us

at Somerset Elementary.

And as this tree grows,

may his spirit continue to grow with us.

Thank you, Principal Egan.

I'd like to use this tree dedication

to honor Adam's love of learning.

Thank you.

My, um...

my son would be honored.

I hope other students are inspired by Adam's example

to put down roots of their own

in pursuit of whatever makes them passionate.

Um...

this tree would mean a buttload to my brother.

Oh, he just... Adam loved himself a tree.

Oaks, maple, pine, palm,

the little one from "Karate Kid."

Pretty much anything that had, like, leaves and branches on it.

- Danny. - Sycamores... not so much.

No, sycamores, he liked to piss on.

- Stop it. - You know, next time,

we should just do a shopping-cart memorial,

'cause he did love those,

and it would be just as pointless as all of this.

Happy birthday.

Or... happy real birthday.

Thanks.

How old are you?

19.

Adam would've been 19 in May.

I'm older.

Danny broke my nose once.

We were kids.

It was on a road trip to the Grand Canyon...

day 4 in the minivan.

We just couldn't handle being cooped up together that long.

Made us animals.

Adam and I weren't like that.

You never fought down there?

No.

Ever?

Is there something that you need to ask me, Willa?

No.

Are you sure?

Are we moving?

The governor's mansion is very beautiful and historic.

Ugh.

And we can hire people just to bring us snacks.

I'm stoked.

Claire: Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

I haven't been elected yet.

Well, if you would like a free ride to therapy,

the free car service is leaving.

Oh. Don't forget about dinner tonight.

What's your favorite?

Ben: Chinese food.

What are we celebrating?

The two-month anniversary of your brother coming home.

Oh!

Well, then, it's my anniversary, too,

because I came home when he came home.

It's a little different.

No, it's not. Nope.

And I think I would like Mexican food, please.

Just saying. Come on.

- Bye, Mom. - Bye.

Bye, Wil.

Bye.

You guys seem good.

What?

You and Ben.

It's not his fault.

I'm gonna make it work.

But I need to know what I'm getting into...

no loose ends.

What do you mean?

I'm sure that DNA test didn't come cheap,

and if I am gonna win this thing,

I need to know exactly what we'll owe them after I do.

Mom.

How much of my soul did you sell?

Desk sergeant says you've been here all night.

What time is it?

7:00 A.M.

Then he's correct.

Detective Meyer's out on an urgent call.

It may be hours still.

I'll wait.

You sure it's not anything I could help with?

Has to be her.

And why's that?

Irony.

Agent Davis. What's in the car?

Bottle of Old Grand-Dad.

Looks like Agent Clements might've been drinking

before he crashed.

He didn't crash.

The man brings bento boxes to work.

He takes bee pollen in pill form.

There's no way that he was drinking on the job,

and if he was, he'd be drinking much better booze.

They found footprints leading into the woods from the driver's side.

- They're not his. - Well, whose are they, then?

The guy that took him.

The same guy that took Adam Warren.

Clements calls him, uh, Pocky?

You know, as... as a joke?

Detective, have you heard the saying

"When you hear hoofbeats, think horses"?

He was working on the case when he disappeared.

We'll take that into consideration.

You're wasting your time... and his!

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Mmm.

Goulash.

Who was Hungarian?

My father.

Is he still living?

No.

Was he proud of you?

I guess.

Lucky he's dead.

You're in a pickle, Jane.

You got an FBI agent tied up in your basement.

Now, that's bad all by itself,

but on top of it, I'm not feeling so hot.

I'm starting to sweat, I've got the chills,

'cause that head wound you gave me is infected.

And that sucks on many levels.

Not just for me, but for you.

'Cause the only thing worse

than having a live FBI agent on your hands

is having a dead one.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah. You keep saying that.

What are you doing here?

- Got a minute? - I actually don't right now.

5,000,260.

What?

The number of minutes in the 10 years you owe me.

I'll take just one.

What's in the bag?

In prison,

they call the sex offenders the dirty inmates.

Everyone knows the dirty.

He's the one that has to sign a waiver

to stay in general pop.

He's the one you hear screaming after lights out.

That's when they clean the dirty.

It's no fun to be cleaned.

You're not in prison anymore.

- I beg to differ. - You've been exonerated.

Is that what you think?

I think if you're unhappy, it's your own fault.

You always did jump to conclusions.

What do you want?

I want a world where good things happen to good people

and bad things happen to bad people.

We need more heroes.

So you're going to make me one.

Why's that?

The man you are looking for

was at my house 10 years ago.

That's where he spotted Adam Warren.

He was also at the rally that night.

What's in the bag?

I'm gonna solve your case.

And when I do,

you're going to tell the whole world that I did it,

that I caught your monster,

that I cleaned... your dirty.

What's in the bag, Hank?

The rest of my life.

No one seemed to be watching him.

- Were you alone? - At the booth.

And then I met up with my girlfriend later for dinner.

And you were with your girlfriend

- for the rest of the night? - Yes, ma'am.

Would you mind writing her number down?