stephen jameson. it can't be. woman: stephen? wake up. stephen jameson? it's nice to finally know your name. (screaming) oh, my god! man: what the... okay, okay, okay, i can explain, just... okay. you don't want to listen. what? what happened? guess where i found your creep son this time. i'm sorry. look, you know he has a sleeping disorder. well, how does the kid get through two deadbolts then lock the door behind him while sleepwalking? look. i catch him anywhere near my place again, i'm calling the cops. you won't have to. thank you for bringing him back. you slept with mrs. d'amico? it was an accident! dude, she is totally hot. hey, luca, upstairs! get ready for school. hey, hey, hey! (sighing) i don't even remember getting out of bed. okay? it won't happen again. yeah, i know i said that last time, but this is different. how? how's it going to be different? i don't know, okay? but i'll talk to dr. bloom. maybe there's something we haven't tried yet. we've been to half the specialists in the city. the other half won't even take our insurance and now d

my name is stephen jameson. this is where i go to school. these are my friends. what happened? his is where i work. and this is my new boss. i'm in. welcome aboard, stephen. cara: i hope you know what you're doing. stephen: yeah. me too.