Arlington Road

Come on.

Do it, chicken.

Do it.

Go on. Do it.

Go on. Hurry up.

Are you chicken, or what?

Look out!

Kid?

Hey, kid.

What happened?

Help! Somebody help!

Hold on, now.

You're gonna be all right.

Almost there.

Come on !

- Hello, is this the emergency room?

- Yes, sir.

- I'm bringing a child in.

- What is your emergency?

I don't know!

I'm bringing a child in!

Can you tell me the nature

of your emergency?

Help!

Help him!

- Let's get a cold package, stat!

- Let me have the boy!

To the burn unit!

It's okay now, sir.

Put him in ER 8.

Sir, you have to stay with me now.

- Are you the boy's father?

- No.

He was just--

He was walking down

the middle of the road.

Have you seen him before?

What's his name?

- Sir, please. It's important.

- What? What?

- The boy's name!

- I don't know his name!

Excuse me, Mr. Faraday?

Yeah?

We're Brady's parents.

You feel like they're old enough.

- They should be able to--

- Can't let them out of your sight.

I mean, he said he was going

to the park to play.

He didn't want us to know

what he was doing.

Michael, we can't thank you enough.

If you hadn't come along when you did--

No, I'm just glad we made it.

So, uh...

what, uh--

He and his friends got together

all their fireworks--

their cones and their candles--

and they tied them up together.

They were trying to blast

some kind of super rocket in the park.

And Brady's the one who--

He must've been the one

that set it off.

The other kids must've

put him up to it.

And it was just starting

to feel like home too.

I thought that to myself today.

Just thought it's starting

to feel like home.

He's gonna be okay.

He's gonna be all right.

Thank you, Michael.

Unit 14, clear.

Oh, God.

It's gotta be hell

they're going through.

Two months they've lived there.

I haven't said one word to 'em.

Well, you can't be

best friends with everybody.

I watch them fixin' up their house,

their kids playin' in their yard.

I held their son in my arms

hangin' on for his life tonight.

Kid lives right across the street.

I didn't even know his name.

Did he die?

No, he's gonna be in the hospital

for a while, but he'll be fine.

I saw the blood in the street.

He's gonna be okay, Grant.

Brooke said that she made you

some dinner. You're not hungry?

Want me to fix you something?

Grant?

- She gonna stay here every night?

- No, not every night.

She stayed last night

because I asked her.

We talked about Brooke.

You said you liked her.

I liked her better before.

Yeah, well...

Try to get some sleep, okay?

Love you.

The name of this course

is American Terrorism.

Two hundred years ago, we fought

a revolution over certain beliefs--

Liberty, justice for all,

self-rule and self-reliance.

There are many in this country

who feel we have not yet won that war.

Terrorist acts,

violent political theater--

These have been a part of social dissent

in this country since its inception.

But why?

Why here in this land of freedom?

What's led men to such bloodshed...

in the name of their beliefs?

Why in this era

of national prosperity...

has the antigovernment movement

been at its peak?

And what's that gonna mean

when the prosperity fades?

Fewer and fewer of us are voting.

More and more of us are joining

the ranks of a resistance.

How long are we gonna call

these numbers insignificant?

What do they have to teach us?

- I'm going to go explore.

- Okay.

The only woman I ever liked havin'

around that was smarter than me.

Whit Carver, generous to a fault.

Good day, Mr. Faraday.

- How's he doin'?

- He's all right.

We're still seeing his counselor.

She says he's improving,

but he still keeps to himself a lot.

How's his dad doin'?

He's all right.

Still seeing his graduate student?

Yeah. She says

he's improving, but--

He still keeps to himself

a lot, huh?

This kid they got me

partnered with...

is a walking, laptop computer,

cyberspace geek.

Put him across from some real bad guys,

it's like he's surprised to see 'em.

- I ought to make him take your course.

- Really?

- Teachin' it again?

- Oh, yeah.

She'd like that.

I know what that would mean to her.

The invitation's still good

for you to come by as a guest.

I'd rather not stand trial

in front of you.

- That's not what it would be.

- Yeah, right. I know what it would be.

How's work?

You know, we're a team.

That's what I miss, you know?

Conversations about work.

I'd tell her all about my day.

She couldn't tell me

a goddamn thing.

You wouldn't think I'd miss that,

but I do.

Have me over to dinner sometime.

I'll keep some state secrets from you.

- It'll be like she never left.

- People remember her, Whit?

- What do you mean?

- At the Bureau.

Do they remember,

or do people forget?

They remember her, Michael.

They do.

Leah died for her country.

She shouldn't have.

Michael, hello! How are you doing?

Our other guest of honor. Come in.

- Hope we're not late.

- No. Oliver, Michael's here.

- Cheryl, this is Brooke.

- Hi, it's nice to meet you.

It's really nice to meet you too.

And this must be Grant.

How are you doing?

There's junk food in the kitchen that's

just for kids and not for grownups.

- Come on in.

- Let me introduce you to some friends.

- Hot dog, please.

- Brady's looking great.

Yeah, so would you if you found a way

to get out of school for a while.

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