The Fosters

Previously on The Fosters...

She got into a fight with her foster father?

That's how she landed in juvie.

This is for a few weeks, right?

You're stealing my pills?

What do you need all that money for anyway?

- I've been talking to Ana. - Our birth mom?

You know, I'm just trying to get back on my feet.

Here.

- Where are you going? - It's my brother.

You're gonna get me sent back to juvie.

And Jude is gonna be stuck in that house.

Can I help you?

- I was looking for the metro. - The Metro's a few miles from here.

Whoa, hey! What the hell are you doing here?

- I just want to talk to Jude. - No! Shut up! No!

Freeze! Get down on your knees now!

Hands on your head!

We are not sending these kids back into the system.

- We really don't have the room. - Then we'll make room.

Jesus, the trash needs to go out.

I shouldn't have to remind you.

- I took them out yesterday. - Well, it's full again.

And get off your skateboard, please.

And, it's not because what you did last night wasn't really dumb.

And I don't use those words for lack of bigger ones.

It was really dumb.

My God, what were you thinking?

Running off, chasing after some girl. Come one.

Even if it was to help her brother.

- Why didn't you just call me? - I know, I know..

It was a big mistake.

It could have been a fatal mistake,

love, you had no idea what you were walking into.

Could have been much much worse than that.

I mean, it won't happen again.

You're damn right it won't happen again. I gotta be honest with you, my friend.

I was ready to drop the hammer.

But after talking with Lena, we have

decided that you are probably very aware

- of the potential consequences of your actions, yes? - Yes.

And this is pretty out of character for you,

so we are not going to ground you, but I am telling you,

this will never ever happen again.

Hmm, where's Mariana?

Oh, she's still in the bathroom.

Mariana, come on! Let's go, babe.

We've gotta eat.

- Callie, can you put juice out for everybody? - Yeah.

I didn't have time to do my hair.

Well, it's too late now sweetie.

We still have 15 minutes.

No no no. You guys have to walk to school today. We have a thing.

Come on. Come eat.

I am not going to school with my hair like this.

Well then you're not going anywhere, ever again.

Stef, your pancakes are burning.

Great. I get to spend all day looking like a ***.

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- Enough. - Ok, guys you have to be out the door in 10.

Stef and I have a meeting with Bill.

And then I'm gonna take Jude to come later to school, to show him around.

He'll be ok. I promise.

I'm not gonna let them split you two up again, ok?

Yeah.

All right, pancakes everybody.

Who wants pancakes? ***, you want pancakes?

Brandon, pass them around, please.

Ow! Ok, Jesus, how many times have we said,

no skateboard in the house?

- Have you taken your pill this morning? - Yes.

- No. - No.

- Jude, dude, come on. - Sorry.

Some fruit, you guys.

Let's do this!

What are you doing?

I didn't have time to dry my hair this morning.

There were like 300 people in the bathroom.

You look fine, I'm sure no one's going to notice.

What happened to your hair?

Jesus, you idiot!

He may be an idiot, but damn your brother's so hot.

Oh my God, ew.

Hey, do you have any more you know what?

- I only have a couple left. - No, and I can't get any more.

- Really? - Really.

Ok, see you babes at lunch.

Bye. So, what happened last night with your birth mom?

- Jesus found out. - He found out?

- Did he freak? - Completely.

- Did he go with you? - No. He yelled at me.

So, how was it?

Honestly? It kind of sucked.

Well, at least you don't have to invite her to your quinceanera.

That would've been awkward.

Come on, we're going to be late.

Have you thought any more about what you want to do?

- About Callie and Jude? - Mm.

No.

To be honest, I just keep thinking about

seeing you and Brandon in that house with a gun...

- We were fine. - I know you were fine.

I know that. But in my mind, when you go to work,

you are writing parking tickets and pulling cats out of trees.

- That's firemen. - You know what I'm saying.

- Don't insult me. - You know what I mean.

I just keep flashing back

to you storming into that house with your gun pulled out...

It's what I do, love.

I get this awful feeling in my stomach.

And I cannot help but connect that back to Callie.

- Meaning? - Meaning,

I know that you said we're not going to put them back in the system

but, I have some really serious concerns.

- That's Bill. - There's Bill.

Ok, bye.

- Hey. - Hey, you...

Ah, did I just see Callie down the hall?

I don't know, did you?

I'm just surprised is all.

I mean, I figured after last night they would've...

- Would've? - Sent her back to juvie,

or another foster home or something.

Yeah, well, they're not.

I mean, not now, at least.

Mm. Good.

- You ok? - Totally. I'm fine.

- You're sure? - Brandon, I'm fine.

Are we still on for Friday?

It's not every weekend my parents go out of town.

- You know I'm down. - Good.

Now get to class.

Then a few years later, when Callie was 10, I think...

yes, that's right.

Her mother died suddenly.

Her father obviously wasn't in the picture,

and there were no other family members to call on.

So, they were put into the system.

Unfortunately, they haven't been able to land anywhere,

for more than six months at a time.

Could I trouble you for some more coffee, please?

Yeah, of course.

Now, we keep trying to put them somewhere permanent,

but then something happens,

and we have to move them onto somewhere new.

Something happens? What exactly does that mean?

- Something like last night? - I feel terrible about that.

That is my fault.

I had an emergency on another case.

Otherwise, I would've been there for Callie

and connected her with Jude,

and none of that would've happened. Thank you.

Look, they're really great kids,

they've just had bad luck.

That's just so heartbreaking.

So you are looking for something permanent for them?

Always.

We already have three teenagers.

What do you think?

So, the seventh grade classes are mostly on the south corridor.

With all the high school kids?

- Yeah. - Does that mean I get to see Callie?

Well, not all the time, but she'll be around.

And if you need anything at all, I'm always here, ok?

- Hey. - Morning.

- Everything all right? - Um.

Hey Jude, why don't you wait out in the hall,

and I'll take you to class in a sec.

Hey.

What's up?

So, I was on my way to class

and I found this lying by a trash can.

Pills.

Well, you know what this means.

Locker search. Everyone line up.

- What's this? - It's ibuprofen. Over the counter.

For cramps.

Uh, you're good.

How many kids are you selling to anyway?

I don't know, five or six?

You better hope none of them are keeping their stash in their lockers.

- Got the report filed. - Good boy.

- You driving? - I'm driving.

Ok.

- So, that was quite a night? - Yes, it was.

Anybody run away this morning?

That's funny. No. Nope.

Gave Brandon quite a talking to though.

But I've decided not to ground him, so he's thrilled.

What? You're kidding, right?

No.

The kid basically went awol last night,

damn near got himself killed.

Yeah, exactly. So, Lena thought that

he's very well aware of the consequences and

no benefit to punishing him.

- Oh, Lena thought. - Ok, take it easy. Easy.

First time he's ever done anything like this before.

Right, which is all the more reason to set boundaries.

We set plenty of boundaries for him.