Claudia: Why is this suddenly so important? Why can't it wait until tomorrow?
Noah (John): I...I don't know how it happened but it happened. Everything Lydia has been trying to tell us? It's all true.
[Noah opens Stiles' door and walks into the room]
Noah: His bed, the clothes he never folds, his crime board. He's on the lacrosse team. I mean, he's terrible, but he's on the time. Claudia, we have a son. And we can find him and get him back.
Claudia: There's nothing here.
Noah: You gotta come in the room, baby. Come on.
[Claudia steps into the room]
Claudia: Noah, there's still nothing here.
[All of Stiles' things disappeared]
Noah: You're here.
Claudia: Noah? Noah?
Noah: I don't remember your birthday last year. Or what we did for our anniversary or Christmas for... I don't know how many years.
Claudia: That's ridiculous. We went to Big Sur.
Noah: No. We always wanted to go to Big Sur.
Claudia: We did. I remember.
Noah: No, baby. We didn't. [Noah pulls out an old photo of Stiles and Claudia at the hospital] I took this picture on your last good day. Stiles refused to leave your side.
Claudia: I was sick. But I started getting better.
Noah: You were yourself all day. Stiles had his mom back and I...I had my wife back.
Claudia: The medication had started to work.
Noah: Stiles couldn't stop talking; about school, all the trouble he'd gotten into. He tried so hard to stay awake. When he finally fell asleep, it was in your arms.
Claudia: The doctors couldn't explain it. We started making plans, started dreaming again.
Noah: We just sat together and watched each other. We didn't need to talk. But, when you finally closed your eyes...
Claudia: I was myself again.
Noah: I knew you were gone. [Noah starts crying, while looking at the picture.]