All language subtitles for Episode 10 Wrapped in Red

Mommy, when?

Santa's giving out candy canes.

One second, honey.
Mommy's on the phone.

Come on, pick up, Arthur.

Hi, this is Arthur.

Leave a message.

Hey, hon, it's me.

Not sure if you're
in the air yet, but we're about

to see Santa.

So I thought maybe
we could facetime.

I know Elise would love
to see her daddy.

So would I. Love you.

No Mr. Darcola?

Probably about to take off.

I'm just glad we get him
on the actual day this year.

The holidays are always
less fun when he's working.

It must be hard
that he's away so much.

Wife of a pilot.

At least I get him
every other Christmas.

Daddy!

No, sweetie, we're gonna
see Santa claus.

Daddy, daddy.

Arthur?

Artie?

-Dad?
-Daddy.

- You two-timing son of a...
- -Perro.

Uh... I can...

Uh...

-Excuse me, excuse me.
-Whoa!

Oh, hell no!

-Uh...
-Watch out!

-Excuse me.
-Whoa.

Sorry about that!
Merry Christmas!

Aah!

I want to see proof!
-I don't have to prove anything.
I don't even know who you are.

Artie has never even
mentioned you.

I think Artie hasn't talked
about a lot of things.

- Ain't that right, Artie?
- What do we think?

Some kind of road rage
incident? Or trolley rage?

Definitely sensing
some kind of rage.

Hey, Ravi, you go check
on the driver.

Buck and Eddie, you're gonna
handle this victim.

Okay, we've got an injured man
down on the ground.

Let's give the officers a break.

Can one of you tell me
what happened?

This woman is having
an affair with my husband.

This woman is lying.

He is my husband.
I have a ring and everything.

My husband is wearing
a matching one.

You can check it
if you don't believe me.

I was asking about the accident.

Pulse is strong but elevated.
BP's good.

Right and left ankles
are broken.

One for each wife?

He's lucky
that's all he's broken.

Left ankle's got
an open fracture.

We're gonna give you something
for the pain.

Ravi? How's the driver?

Working on it. You sure
you're not injured, sir?

No! I'm fine!

How about you come outside
and just let me

check you for injuries,
just to be safe?

Nope.

Safer in here.

Does he have any allergies

or underlying medical conditions
that my team should be aware of?

Not that I know of. But I didn't
know about her, either.

This feels like
a lot to keep track of.

Two rings, two phones,

and two christmases.

Sometimes it can
make your brain hurt.

Is it hurting right now?

Have any headaches,
blurred vision,

sensitivity to light?

I did hit my head.

Maybe I could fake amnesia.

Buy some time to help me
figure this out.

Yeah. I, uh, I would say
your bigger problem

is making them forget.

Everything he said to me
is a lie.

I'd almost feel bad for you

if you hadn't married
my husband.

Wait. How old are your boys?

Eight and seven.

Oh, god.

I'm married to her husband.

I'm wife number two, Arthur?!

Please tell me
he's ready to transport.

Both ankles are broken
pretty badly

and I think he's got
a compound fracture,

but I don't see any major
swelling or pooling of blood.

His vitals are steady.

Roll him on three?

One, two, three.

Okay, sir, I'm gonna need
you to sign this document

saying that you refused
medical treatment.

One, two, three.

Okay, let's roll.

Love you! I love you both!

We can work this out!

- Where are you taking him?
- First presbyterian.

Do either one of you want
to go with him?

Happy holidays.

What do you think?

It's facing the wrong way.

There's a right way?

The skinny side should
face the window.

What skinny...

Okay. Yes, boss.

There, that's it.

All right.

We are ready for ornaments.

I see bare spots.

How many lights
were you thinking?

Just keep comin'.

That's a lot of lights.

No. Five popcorns.
One cranberry.

Is that some kind of rule?

Yes.

Looks great.

We need tinsel. Some sparkle.

Okay.

That's enough
decorating for tonight.

Why don't you go, uh,
go get ready for bed?

I'll finish up. You can critique
my work in the morning.

I just want everything
to be perfect.

Oh. Uh...

It will, bud.

All right, come on.

All right.

Night, dad.

Night, bud.

Do we even have tinsel?

Turkey, ham, and a roast?

Well, we're hosting
so many people.

I figured, better have too much
than not enough.

Well, we're gonna be
two less this year

without Michael and David.

Oh, three less.

Don't forget I won't be here
for dinner, either.

Can't believe you actually
wanted to work on Christmas.

That's way worse
than all those

extra credit projects
you used to do in school.

But it pays better.
Time and a half better.

Does it make up for missing
my Mac and cheese?

You'll save me a plate.

Or maybe an entire Turkey?

Well, I'm roasting that one.
I'm gonna deep-fry this one.

Ooh! Is it gonna explode?

If I let you cook it.

You know,
you could at least appear

a little more upset

about missing Christmas
with your family.

Come on, mom.

It's not like this
is the first holiday

one of us in the family
had to work.

It's just my turn this year.

Remember when we used to open
presents on Christmas Eve?

Stay up all night.
That was the best.

You know, speaking of gifts,

did you want to open
any this year?

I still haven't seen
your Christmas list.

Well, I already told you
what I want.

Cash is not an acceptable
Christmas present,

not in this house.

I will also be accepting
gift cards.

I want to buy something
that's put in a box

-and gift wrapped.
-You can wrap cash.

Pretty sure you can think
of something that isn't cash

-or a cash equivalent. Right?
-Mm-hmm.

I guess.

Oh, um, I-I gotta head out.

I'll drop off
my presents tomorrow, okay?

All right.
Have a good day at work.

-Thank you. Bye. Bye.
-Okay.

That sounds festive.

Bye.

Maybe we can invite
the ups driver for Christmas.

I think he might be more
invested in the holiday.

What's wrong with the tree?

Everything, apparently.

It was facing the wrong way,

he didn't like the way
I was stringing the lights,

and I was putting the ornaments
in the wrong places.

I felt like I was being
judged by Martha Stewart.

Pre-snoop dogg.

Well, he's growing up.

You know,
becoming his own person.

Forming his own opinions.

About the proper

popcorn-to-cranberry ratio
of garland?

It's five-to-one, just
in case you were wondering.

Well, of course it is.

Anything else would be madness.

Is that Christopher?

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Are you okay?

-I'm fine.
-We heard you screaming.

What happened?
Did you have a bad dream?

You want to talk about it?

Sometimes talking about it
makes it less scary.

It was about mom.

So if you'd like to make
a donation, you can drop off

new, unwrapped toys
or sports equipment

to any fire station
across Los Angeles.

They'll be accepting donations
through Christmas Eve.

Back to you, Margaret.

She's a hard woman to shop for.

You still haven't
bought her anything?

You're running out
of shopping days, bud.

Well, it's not that simple.

You know, I've never had to get

a Christmas present
for a girlfriend before.

Aw.

It's baby's first Christmas
in a serious relationship.

I used to have this roommate

who'd always break up
with his girlfriend

right after Halloween.

Now I know why.
It's too much pressure.

-Hi.
-Hi.

What did you get Athena
for your first Christmas?

An engagement ring.

Oh. No. Not doing that.

No, don't overthink it, buck.

Just get her something sweet,

something she could use

but that she wouldn't
necessarily buy for herself.

Get her something
that lets her know

that you know her really well.

Okay, you've just added
way too many parameters

to this equation.
What I was thinking...

Portable generator.

Uh, useful in case of emergency

and not something that
she would buy for herself.

Someone's gonna be single
by new year's.

It's a good idea.

-It's not.
-It's a good idea.

Cap...

Taylor.
Thanks for the coverage.

Helps boost our donations.

Happy I could help.

Maybe you could help
with something.

-I have a question.
-What, about your story?

I thought that was all covered.

Uh...

Do you think buck would like
one of these sweaters?

Oh, no, dearie.

It's just me.
I live alone.

Do you know
what part of the house

the fire is currently burning?

Um... I can't really tell.

I just hear the beeping.

Ma'am what's your name?

Phyllis. Phyllis lang.

Hello, Phyllis, I think
we've spoken before.

- Many times.
- -Have we?

My memory's so bad these days.

My records show

that you've called us
over a dozen times

in the last five years.

Including yesterday.

And you people have been
so kind to me.

Answering my calls

no matter what time
of day or night.

Phyllis, are you experiencing
an actual emergency?

Do I need to call
my firefighters?

I wouldn't mind seeing
some firefighters.

They're-they're
always so nice.

Yes, but

is there a fire
they need to put out?

Or did you forget
to change the batteries

in your smoke detector?
Again?

Oh, right.

I'm supposed
to do that, aren't I?

Twice a year, ma'am.

They make ones
you can hardwire.

Well, that sounds complicated.

Do the firefighters do that?

You-you probably need
to call an electrician.

What a good idea.
Do you know of any?

Ma'am, there are resources
for senior citizens.

If you need someone
to talk to,

-i suggest that you...
-I am talking to someone. You.

This is not what 911 is for.

You're tying up
our resources and...

I'm sorry.

You're very busy.
I can call back later.

No! Wait.

She's back.

So what did the doctor say?

That one nightmare
isn't necessarily

a reason for concern.

Could be an isolated incident.

But...

What?

I don't think
it's an isolated anything.

He's been obsessed
with the holidays this year.

How everything has
to be perfect.

Now he's waking up screaming,
dreaming of his mother?

Shannon came back
at Christmas, right?

You think
that's what triggered it?

Well, the holidays
were always their thing.

You know, cookies and stockings
and gingerbread houses.

Maybe I'm not doing it right.

He-he misses his mom.

That-that's not your fault.

So much for the most
wonderful time of the year.

Yeah.

It's a real pressure cooker.

Well, he still cheated on you.

Oh, at least I came first.

How does it feel
to be runner-up?

You boys really needed
to call 911 for this?

I tried several
de-escalation techniques.

I talked to them. In a neutral,
non-judgmental tone.

Requested they keep
their voices down

or move their conversation
to a private area.

Then this one took
a swing at me.

I wasn't aiming for you.
You just got in the way.

I have no idea
what Artie ever saw in you.

You are so crass and volatile.

Maybe he was tired of this

zen earth mother schtick
you've got going on.

I've known you for five minutes,
already

-I'm bored to tears.
-All right, so you two

-are the wives.
-Polygamists.

It's not polygamy.

We didn't choose to be married
to the same man.

I can't wait to never
see this woman again.

-Same.
-Hey, hey, hey!

Sorry to be the bearer
of bad news,

but you two are stuck
with each other.

You got kids, right?

Two boys.

One girl.

Siblings.

So whatever anger
or hurt feelings

you're experiencing right now--
however justified--

you've got to figure out a way

to put those aside
for their sake.

This is a real confusing time
for them right now.

And they've already got
a part-time father.

They don't need a long-distance
mother doing three to six.

Seven years
of lying to my face.

I never even suspected.

I did.

Not another family.

But there were times

when I thought that there might
be someone else.

And you never confronted him?

I always told myself
it didn't matter.

Not as long as I was
the one he came home to.

But it turns out

I'm not even special
in that way.

I wasn't good enough for him.

No.

He's the one
who isn't good enough.

For either of us.

We deserve better.

Still want to press charges?

Just get 'em out of my hospital.

Happy holidays.

Stop. Stop. Back up.

Mr. Darcola?

Are you here to arrest me?

Not today.

But bigamy is still a crime
in all 50 states.

You might want to ask Santa
for a lawyer.

Ladies? We good?

So... uh...

What happens now?

We want a divorce.

But it's Christmas.

That's right, ladies.

Fight the real enemy.

-Oh...
-Merry Christmas.

Hey, Marco.

Hey, melia.

You know, I was just...

...headed to my desk.

Uh... okay.

Later.

Merry Christmas.

You got me a present?

Just a little something.

Don't worry. I wasn't
expecting anything in return.

Well, it's funny
you should say that.

It's funny...
That you're so nice.

Thanks.

Okay, um...

I'm gonna pack up
and take off soon.

So, if I don't see you
before I leave,

have a great holiday.

You too.

Happy holidays, good people.

Enjoy yourselves.
Don't eat too much.

All right, Jim.

Marco!

Wait.

I got you a present, too.

You did?

Just let me

say this,
because if I don't do it now,

I'm gonna chicken out.
Again.

Seeing you at work is honestly
the highlight of my day.

You're so funny and kind

and-and cute
and I really like you.

So I got you this.

I know you love Christmas.

And you seem to really love
the philharmonic

because you go
to all those concerts.

So I thought,
a Christmas sing-along?

We could go together.

We could even make it a date.

Oh.

Melia...

You have plans, don't you?

No, I...

It's not that. I...

You're not interested.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have asked you.

I...
I didn't mean to cross the line.

I'm... I'm just gonna go.

-Melia! Wait!
-Aah!

Melia!

Oh, my gosh. Melia!

How's she doing, hen?

She seems to be
breathing steadily, cap.

Okay, buck, power's been cut.
Go ahead and tie it off.

Okay, cable is secure.

This thing's not going anywhere.

Looks like
just some minor lacerations.

No sign of blood pooling.

-What happened?
-You took a tumble.

Down an open elevator shaft.

Do you mind explaining
how that happened?

We were talking,
and she got upset

-and tried to run, and then...
-Well, which brings us back

to what the hell were you doing
with this elevator?

-Fixing it?
-No safety cones.
No caution tape.

No signage.

Okay, why don't you and I
find someplace

where we can have a conversation

about proper
elevator maintenance

- and safety protocols. Let's go.
- Pupillary responses

are equal and reactive.

Reactive.

That's me.

Oh.

I'm really sorry
about the present.

And what happened after.

-You got him
a Christmas present?
-I tried to.

Tickets to the philharmonic,
and I totally freaked out.

Look, I am the one
who should be apologizing.

-The tickets
kind of triggered me.
-Concert tickets off the list.

- You still haven't
figured that out?
- I've been, uh,

weighing up some options.

I'm looking forward

to seeing Taylor's reaction
to whatever it is

on Christmas.

Uh, hey, hey, so, so, what?
She's, uh, she just

-not your type or...
-Oh, no, she's amazing.

I just hate the philharmonic.

Uh, but-but you go
to all those concerts.

Because my ex
played the piccolo.

And then she left me
for the second trombone.

Ouch.

Does it hurt when I do that?

Everything hurts right now.

I would've said yes.

If it had been anything else,
I would have said yes.

Truth is

I've had a crush on you
for months.

Oh, you have?

I just didn't know
how to tell you.

Ah, sounds like you guys

have more in common
than you thought.

Yeah.

-Ow. Ow.
-Sorry.

They're gonna get you to the er,

do some scans, and hopefully,
you'll be home for Christmas.

-Can I?
-Go.

Uh, hey, hen?

About Christmas.

I think me and Taylor are
just gonna hang out at my place.

You're gonna bail

on Bobby and Athena's
holiday extravaganza?

I don't feel all that merry
this year.

You know?
And I don't want to ruin

everyone else's day
'cause i-i'm...

Missing the rest of your family?

Yeah.

Yeah. Me too.

It's finished.

Okay. I made some hot chocolate

-to celebrate the end
of construction!
-No!

-Uh...
-My house!

It's ruined!

Um, maybe we can fix it, okay?

It's ruined.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

It's okay. We'll make

another one.
All right? I'll help.

- There's no time.
- It's almost Christmas.

And you're working tomorrow.

What is going on?

Okay? Seems like you're putting
a lot of pressure on yourself

to get Christmas right.

Where is this coming from,
Chris?

I wanted everything
to be perfect.

You, me,

presents and-and stockings.

That sounds
pretty good to me, right?

Hey. Okay,

we'll make
an even bigger gingerbread house

next year, right?

You could be dead next year.

What did you say?

Wasn't sure what to say.

I told him that I loved him,

and I promised him
that I wasn't going anywhere.

But?

One of the first things
they teach you on the job

is to never make a promise
you're not sure you can keep.

You were trying to reassure
your son,

who's already lost one parent,

that he's not
about to lose another.

Bullets don't
bounce off me, Carla.

I learned that the hard way.

You still thinking about that?

Now and then.

-Like when I get
taken hostage at gunpoint.
-You what?

Happened a few weeks back.

You know, buck and I

got caught up
in that prison escape.

Neither of us got hurt,

so I didn't see a point
in telling you or him.

But it did remind me

that what I do

is not without risk.

Okay, I can't lie.

I wish
your biggest danger at work

was you getting a paper cut.

But I know
that your job is important.

Not just to the people you save
but to you.

But is it more important
than my kid feeling safe

when he closes his eyes
at night?

Eddie just canceled.

He and Christopher won't be
joining us for Christmas.

That's what,
our fifth cancellation?

And we were already working
with a limited guest list.

I know.

-This is not the Christmas
I thought we'd be having.
-Yeah.

Looks like it's just
the Grant-nashes

and the Wilsons this year.

What?

Clive surprised Toni
with a trip to cabo,

and hen says
that now they're thinking

about just going to Karen's
family instead this year.

Okay. Well,
this is getting depressing.

Are we forcing this?

Throwing some big holiday party
to distract us

from the people we're missing?

There's still you, me and Harry.

And that's probably all we need.

Mm.

51 orangethorpe Avenue.

Ma'am, what is the nature
of your emergency?

-Well...
-Mrs. Lang,

do you have any reasonable fear

that your life
or the life of someone you know

may be in imminent danger?

I d-i don't know think
I'd go that far.

Then I'm going to have
to hang up now.

Happy holidays.

Goodbye.

Wow.

This is a lot of decorations.

Working Christmas day with sue
is always epic.

Well, there is no such thing
as too many twinkle lights.

Lonely lady called again.

You cannot be serious.

-Mm.
-I got her yesterday.

Lonely lady?

Our holiday frequent flyer.

She calls every year
reporting some sort of emergency

- that isn't really an emergency.
- Well,
and newer dispatchers

wind up rolling out help

because they don't
know any better.

She said there was a gas leak.

I sent two houses

plus police and the gas company.

Evacuated a five-block radius.

Which would absolutely have been
the right call had there been

-an actual gas leak.
-Is it some kind
of holiday prank?

I think she just wants
someone to talk to.

Bonus if she manages to engineer

a visit
from some first responders.

Or 33 of them.

- Oh.
- Look, I'm sorry she
doesn't have any family,

but two firehouses.

Well, I think she does,

but they just
don't talk anymore.

You know, kids grow up,

and sometimes
they grow away, too.

Guess we got to call her again.

Give her our annual
"stop calling 911" speech.

No.

I think this time
we need a stronger deterrent.

-Oh.
-Phyllis lang?

-Yeah.
-Mind if I come in?

Oh.
They sent the police this time.

Would you like
something to drink?

No, thank you. This is not
a social call, Phyllis.

Misuse of 911 is a crime.

Oh, god.

You came here to...
To arrest me?

I came to talk some sense
into you.

Is there really no one else
that you can call

besides a 911 dispatcher?
Your family?

Or a therapist?

Only family I have
is my daughter.

We-we don't speak much.

My husband--
he-he was, uh, the-the glue

that held us together.

Then after he died, I-I guess
I figured I had to be the glue,

but I-I didn't have
his knack for it.

Tighter I tried
to hold on, the...

...further she slipped away.

I have a daughter, too.

And a mother.

Moms and their girls,
always complicated.

Things haven't been
the same between us

since her-her wedding day.

I may have said
that I hated her husband

and it was never gonna last.

They're married for 12 years.

Two kids.

-Have you tried
apologizing to her?
-Oh,

I wouldn't know what to say.

Start with "I'm sorry."

Go from there.

She doesn't need me anymore.

Last 12 years have proved that.

That doesn't mean she
wouldn't like to hear from you.

May be time for you

to dial a different number.

Ooh!

Found everything.

Except for the star
that goes on top.

I think it's
in one of the storage cabinets

down by the parking space.

I'm gonna ask your dad
to look for it

when he gets home with the tree.

What about the wreath?

It's in here somewhere.

Hey. You better be close.

Yeah, I'm just pulling in.

Hey, I-I think I need you
to come help me with this thing.

It's a little bigger
than we normally get.

How big?

Uh, bigger.

Hugo, that thing better fit
in this apartment. We never get

-a big tree.
-Is that dad?

Well, it's all they had left.

The big daddies
or the dried out, skimpy ones.

You know, if you had come
with me like I asked you to,

we could have
picked something out together.

If someone would have

come with me last Saturday
like I wanted,

this wouldn't be happening,
but someone

was too busy watching football.

Hey, thank you, sweetheart.

It was my Alma mater

and the biggest game
of the year.

And they lost.

Oh, and we can't find the star.

I think it's
in the storage locker.

Ah, damn it!

Why's your car beeping?

Because these freaking sensors
are too sensitive.

What was that?

Oh. My god!

Please, you got to
help us. Please.

My husband's in there.
We can't get to him.

Okay, everybody step back.

Okay, looks like
he hit this post

and took some of
the structure down with it.

I don't understand
how this happened.

We were on the phone
arguing over the Christmas tree,

and then all of a sudden,
this comes crashing down.

You said you were on the phone
with him?

-Yes.
-Has he said anything

-since the collapse?
-No.

He just stopped talking.

Okay, buck, Eddie, hen,
I want you to start

clearing this debris carefully.

Everybody else, step back,

- give us some room to work.
- Where do you need me,

-cap?
-I need you evacuating
this building.

I'm concerned it's gonna
come crashing down any minute.

These structures
were supposed to be retrofitted

after the northridge quake,
but from the looks of things,

landlord didn't
get around to it.

Do the residents know that?

They're about to find out.

Cap, he's unconscious,
possibly not breathing.

Is he dead? Is dad dead?

- Come here, sweetie.
- They're gonna get him out.

Come here.

We're ready, cap.
Airbag is in place.

Okay, let's lift it
nice and slow.

We need just enough space
between the car and the ceiling

to pop that door
and pull him out.

- Okay, that should do it.
- Eddie, go.

Cap, he's coming around!

- Okay, that's good news.
- Let's get

a collar on him
and put him on a board.

All right, bud.
Hey. That's good.

You got him?

Got you. We got you.

Let's get him on the gurney.

Slowly. Slowly.

Keep him stable.
Watch the neck.

Pressure's slightly elevated,
probably from the pain,

but we can't rule out
internal injuries.

Let's start a line.

Watch his legs.

Pupils are reacting
but sluggish,

likely a concussion.

-He's gonna be okay.
-Thank god.

Hugo.

So, they'll check him out

at the hospital for anything
that's going on internally.

But you and your son can ride
with him in the ambulance.

Thank you so much.

I don't know
what I would have done

if anything had happened to him.

You saved our Christmas.

What?

After they discharge your
husband from the hospital,

you still can't come back here.

I'm gonna have to red-tag
the building.

But Christmas is tomorrow.

I know, and I'm sorry.

It's just not safe
to go back in there.

We have to red-tag the building.

I know tomorrow's Christmas,

but it's just not safe
to go back in there.

I have notified the red cross.

A representative is on the way.

They will be providing housing
for you and your families

until your building
can get sorted out.

Very sorry.

We're really
gonna leave them, cap?

There's nothing else we can do.

Whoa.

Told you.

-You weren't kidding.
-Yeah.

Oh, my god. It's epic.

What?

It's Christmas.

I think
this is the first Christmas

he hasn't been up
at the crack of dawn.

Maybe it doesn't feel
like Christmas to him, either.

-Mm.
-Stuck in a motel room.

No tree. No presents.

Hey. It's okay.

We're alive and we're together

and that's
all that matters, right?

I guess.

Hi.

I'm not sure if you remember me.

You're the firefighter.

You saved my husband.

Yeah.

-What are you doing here?
-Why don't you guys

come on outside.

I think Santa found us.

Yeah, I think he did.

Oh, wow.

-Lonely lady
sent us a gift basket?
-A thank-you.

Turns out she's not gonna be
quite so lonely this year.

Want to see
what I burned for dinner?

-All right.
-Ooh.

You sure you're up for this?

Chinese food and a movie?

Absolutely.

What are you looking for?

Just looking for the present
that may got me.

You sure you don't want
to wait for may

- to open it?
- Nope.

I already called her.
She said it's okay.

-Merry Christmas.
-Thank you.

Now this finally
feels like Christmas.

Yeah. It does.

-Okay, come on.
-All right.

Okay. This is for you.

Ah. Oh.

-A bracelet.
-Uh,

not just any bracelet.

This one has an
emergency distress beacon in it.

You got me something

-that tracks
my whereabouts 24-7.
-It's, uh,

it's not a tracker.
Right? It's-it's a beacon.

So it only deploys
when you press it.

Earthquake, fire, flood.

Whatever it is,
you hit that button,

and we will come to your rescue.

That's so sweet.

I got you a sweater.

-It's in the car.
-Hey.

I already love it.

Really?

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

- Is it just me, or do they...
- Yeah.

They have the same smile.

Merry Christmas.

Oh, hey.

You made it.

You too.

Here. Let me grab this.
Thank you.

Uh, where's Karen?

She's on her way.

She packed up the car

with so many donations,
there was no room for me

or Denny.

How you doing?

Still feeling less than merry?

I'm, uh... I'm okay.

You know, sure, we're...

We're missing some people
today, but, hey,

I'm thankful
for the ones we do have.

-Merry Christmas, buck.
-Merry Christmas.

Where's Eddie?

Huh.

Wonder what that's about.

I don't know.

But I don't like it.

Sorry, I don't want to take
you guys away from the party.

I just had some news

that I don't want you to hear
from anyone else.

H-Hold on. First, you're having

this deep, intense conversation
with Bobby.

Now you gather us here
for some announcement?

-What's going on?
-Is everything okay
with Christopher?

He's worried about me.

About the risks I take

- while I'm at work.
- Wow.

That's a lot for a ten-year-old
to be thinking about.

Yeah. Probably too much.

So I think
I have to make a change.

I'm leaving the 118.