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That was so romantic.

Yeah.

We've been talking about doing this for a long time.

45 minutes.

Chris,

did you throw that?

Wasn't me.

Hey, kid, do you want to watch? You're going to poke someone's eye out.

Thank you for visiting the Triton College Planetarium.

You want to go get some coffee?

Apartment fire.

No, but it doesn't start until 3.

Well, it's 2 .15 now, so if I could catch a cab, it's traffic.

An apartment building's about to burn down. You're going to stop for a latte?

Well, it's not a big deal. All I've got to do is shut the boiler down.

Hey, you're right.

Maybe coffee's not such a great idea.

Do you, uh, you mind?

No.

Thank you. It was a treat.

Come on, it's like 80 below outside. It's wintertime, isn't it?

All right.

Here we go.

There's the bottom.

Okay, everybody out.

All right.

Everybody back up away from the building.

And does anybody have a cell phone? I do. Call the fire department, will you?

The man was believed to be a transient seeking shelter from the cold and a

storage shed on the building roof.

Come on, come on.

Come on, we gotta get out.

It's cold.

Yeah, I know it's cold. We gotta get out of here. There's a fire.

Fire? I didn't do it. No, no, you didn't do anything. It's a boiler. Come on.

My food.

I gotta get my food. We'll get your food. Come on.

Fire!

Sam! We gotta get out of this room.

We're gonna get down off the building, you understand?

I'm no climber, mister.

I'm tripping, you know? Come on, it's gonna be all right. We gotta go.

All right, listen to me.

What's your name?

Jeremiah. Jeremiah, Jeremiah, listen to me. We're gonna get across this roof.

I'm gonna get you across, but I need you to help me halfway. You understand me?

I'm gonna go across there, and then I'm gonna talk you through it. I'm gonna

help you across, all right?

You just listen to me, okay?

Everything's gonna be fine, you hear me?

All right?

You just hang on here. You just watch, okay?

All right?

All right, Jeremiah.

Jeremiah, you listen to me.

You look right at me, you understand me?

You come across and you look right at me. You take it real slow. Come on now.

Come on.

Put the boot in your pocket.

Come on, put it in your pocket.

Come on, Jeremiah.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Easy now.

Just take it easy. Go slow. I'm going to talk you through this.

Don't look down. You look right at me.

Do you hear me?

Come on. You're doing great.

Come on, slow.

Come on.

Come on.

It's all right. You look right at me.

That's it. Come on. You look right at me. Don't you look down. Come here.

Come on.

His name is Gary Hobson.

He gets tomorrow's newspaper today.

He doesn't know how.

He doesn't know why.

He only knows when the early edition hits its front door.

He has 24 hours to set things right.

All right, Mr. Hobson.

Why don't you take me through what happened?

Want me to turn up the heat?

You pulled the alarm, right?

Good.

I banged on the doors.

She, uh... She needed the bottle for her baby.

Checked the building, got everybody out.

Upstairs, checked the roof, and found the guy.

Who's that called?

Know his name?

Stop.

Any idea of the guy's name?

After 9 or so, where could he be? I don't know.

I'm worried.

What time do you guys leave the planetarium? I don't know. A quarter

And all he had was the apartment fire?

Yeah. He said it was no big deal.

And that's exactly what he said. No big deal. It couldn't take six hours.

Well, maybe he got dragged into something else and we... You know, Gary.

He'll be okay.

In other local news, a fast -burning fire caused structural damage to an

apartment building on North Fremont Street.

Listen on TV.

Gary.

He's there, Marissa. On TV.

He's okay.

Thank God.

There's always some reason to feel not good enough.

And it's hard at the end of the day. I need some

distraction.

I'm not sure what time I'm going to be in, but if Henry wakes up, tell him

something came up and I should be there by the morning.

We're closing.

Sorry.

Why don't you just go ahead and close down the register, Gene?

Finally, we have an update of the cause of that apartment fire on North Fremont

Street. Authorities now confirming to us the fire was caused by a boiler

explosion.

Gary, just turn the TV off, would you?

Gosh, your hair's frozen.

I'll get you some coffee.

Sorry, Gary.

I know how hard this must be for you. How about something to eat?

Listen, why don't you eat something? You've had a shock.

No, I'm not hungry. I'm just tired.

Do you want to talk?

I wouldn't.

Good morning, Chicago. A growing number of Y2K experts have begun to recast its

predictions of potential calamity into a tamer vision of the year 2000 problem.

Gary, it's me.

I'll be down later.

Open the door, please.

Dammit, Gary, open the door!

I'm sorry.

I just need to know that you're okay.

Erica said... Thank you very much. If you need to talk... No, I don't need to

talk. I just need to thank you right now. Thank you. It's very nice of you.

I know you're feeling lost, Gary, and I understand that.

But you did what you could.

No, I didn't do what I could, Marissa. I did what I did.

Because, you know, I was just thinking about that. I could have waited for the

fire department, or I could have carried him across, or I could have let the

poor asshole be dying in that fire so he didn't think the last few minutes of

his life I was going to save him.

You can change a lot of things, Gary, but you can't change fate.

No.

Then why do I get the paper, Marissa?

Maybe fate's a lame excuse for failure.

Because that's all I feel right now, is failure.

I understand.

Maybe Erica and I can handle the paper. No.

No!

You and Erica can't handle the paper, because the paper isn't going to be

around, you understand?

The paper is now out the window. No one's going to handle the paper today.

Gary, Gary, uh...

There's someone downstairs with you.

Detective Armstrong?

It's a nice place.

Hope you don't mind I help myself to some coffee.

What can I do for you?

Well, I'm tying up the loose ends from the fire department report and I figured

it'd be much easier for you than coming down to the station.

Yes, it is.

Why don't you take a seat?

This won't take long.

Mr. Hoffman, I was checking the time on the alarm, and the funny thing is, it

seemed to have been triggered prior to the boiler explosion.

Any idea why?

Do you want some more coffee?

No, I'm fine.

I smelled something burning.

That happen much?

What's that?

You're being drawn to the smell of fire.

Fire? No.

No, it was more like, uh...

Metal corroding.

I figured the boiler was broken down for a few days and I just happened to smell

something.

And why were you there?

In the building, I mean. You live nearby?

No.

No, I live upstairs here.

Right.

So you were there because... I was visiting some friends.

I had some extra time on my hands.

So you smelled this burning thing from outside the building.

No, inside.

It was a Ferent sign.

Outside. Friend of mine. She, uh... She's looking for a place to live, so I

checked it out for her.

So you were trying to help out?

That's right.

And what made you think to check the roof?

I heard, uh... I heard some noises on the roof, and, um... It wasn't really a

noise. It was... Listen, is there something specific that you want to ask

Let me lay out a scenario here.

Maybe you like fires, you know?

Happens.

The heat, flame, out -of -control thing.

There's a big power factor there, and I understand that. You think I started

this fire? Based on your demeanor at the scene, no. But by the way, you're

acting right now. Someone died because I couldn't hang on to their arm.

You tell me, how the hell am I supposed to act?

Mr. Hobson, I'm just doing my job.

Jeremiah lived on the streets.

He lived on the food he found there, the gutters and the trash cans.

He used to come to our church for services every once in a while. So I

whatever the conditions he lived in, God was a comfort to Jeremiah.

In death, we cannot count Jeremiah's blessings for him, but we can understand

that he was blessed by faith.

May that faith bring his soul to a place of warmth and shelter that his body

could not find.

May that faith help the rest of us to live with our grief.

And so, eternal rest grant unto Jeremiah Xavier Mason, O Lord, and

let perpetual light shine upon him.

May he rest in peace.

Amen.

You dropped your paper.

I know you.

Excuse me.

Hey.

Hey!

Excuse me.

Yes.

I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

You knew my brother?

From the library?

He spent... He used to spend all day in the library. Always said it was just to

stay warm.

But he could quote just about any book in there.

I used to hope Jeremiah would turn out to be some kind of teacher.

But he never could draw inside the lines.

You know what I mean?

i guess he had the life he wanted i never understood it how it happened this

i'm just going to miss my brother

Gary. It's been 24 hours.

That's enough.

Don't shut me out, Gary.

We have been through too much together.

You have to get through this, because whether you like it or not, the paper,

it's still yours.

Gary, I know you're angry, but you have to let it out. You have to let the tears

come, because until you do, you can't move on.

Marissa, I love you very much, but don't tell me how to feel.

Good morning, Chicago.

6 .30 a .m. and a beautiful sunny day.

The mayor announced late yesterday that an... I

don't

want this anymore, you understand me?

I've had enough. I don't want this anymore.

Do you hear me?

You understand me? Get out of here!

It is not known why Hobson, a local restaurateur, was in the building, which

been vacant for the past two years.

Hobson was pronounced dead on the scene at 5 o 'clock this afternoon.

Gary, is that you?

Yeah.

I called earlier. There wasn't an answer.

Turns out I had some things to do.

Well, listen, what I said last night, I didn't... That's okay.

I'm sorry I was wrong.

No, I pushed you.

And I shouldn't have done that.

I know you're hurting.

I'm not hurting now.

Everything's going to be fine.

Are you sure?

Losing someone... It is, uh... It's, uh...

I just didn't know how to deal with it.

But I'm gonna be fine now. I'm gonna move on and everything's gonna be fine,

Marissa. I understand.

Are you sure you're ready?

Gary? Listen, I, uh... Gotta make a phone call,

and then I'll... Alright?

Hello? Mom.

This is Lois and Bernie Hobson.

We're not home, but we would love to hear from you. So, leave a message.

It's me.

I was hoping to catch you in.

But you're not in, so I'll leave a message, I guess.

I was just thinking about you and both.

And I wanted to... I wanted to tell you that I love you.

Where's Gary?

In the office.

How is he?

Not good.

What do you mean?

He was saying the right things.

But he was saying them for me, you know?

He was writing something.

Writing what?

I have no idea.

I don't know why, but I'm frightened, Erica.

This thing he was writing, could you tell if you took it into the office with

him? He came over here.

And then his footsteps got quiet.

He must have gone behind the bar on the matting.

Then I heard the pen again.

Then glass.

No, bottle.

Bottle knocking together.

It's an envelope with your name on it.

Should we do this?

I think we have to.

It's a letter to a Natalie Blake at Stevens, Rainer and Blake.

A lawyer.

Tells her that if anything happens to Gary, he wants you to have full

of McKinty's.

Gary? Yeah?

You have to talk to us.

We're your friends.

And that word stops meaning much of anything if you don't let us help you.

Whatever it is you're going through, I don't want you to go it alone.

My obituary's in the paper.

It says this afternoon at 5 o 'clock I'm gonna die in the basement of a carpet

store.

Oh, my God.

I don't know why it happened, so I went there this morning, and it was all

boarded up. There was nobody there.

How could you have gone there?

I was curious, wasn't I?

Gary, you read about bad things happening in the paper every day, and

them every day.

Don't just sit there and sound like you're just accepting this.

Oh, no, I tried.

I called everyone from the...

the city engineering office to the company that owns the building.

But shoring up derelict buildings doesn't appear to be very high on

-do list.

So I tried.

But there doesn't seem to be anything I can do to stop that building from

collapsing. It doesn't mean you have to go there.

No.

But I may not have a choice either.

But... Gary, if you're not there... There's a reason the paper sends me

Isn't that what you always say, Marissa?

So why change the rules now?

Maybe, yeah.

Maybe it's what I've got coming, huh?

You think the paper is punishing you for letting that man die?

I was supposed to thank him, and I didn't.

I understand what you're feeling, Gary.

But you're wrong.

That just can't be.

Paper doesn't do anything without a reason.

So what other reason could there be?

Gary, promise me you're not going to go there.

No.

I'm just going upstairs.

I'm cold.

Well, we can't go back to my house. My mom's there now.

Just take me home. I'm freezing.

Oh, come on. It'll be warm enough in there.

Who are you?

Get out of here. Hey, why you got to tell me what to do? Get out of here.

your girlfriend with you.

Go on.

Go. Go.

I got you. Hold on.

Yes, you can.

Come on now. I can't hold her. I'm going to get your foot.

All right, I got you.

Come on, you can do it.

I got her.

Go on now. Get out of here.

Go. Get out of here.

We're coming to you live from the corner of Maxwell and Halstead where an

unidentified male is trapped in a collapsed sub -basement. There is no

indication whether the victim is dead or alive.

No, he went there.

We'll update you when further reports become available.

Come on.

You picking up sounds?

Not yet, Chief.

We can bag under the beam, Chief, but I don't know if the structure's going to

hold.

Search team!

You got one shot at drilling a hole for that search cam.

Any further structural movement, I'm going to pull you out.

Right.

Whoever he is, I don't think he's got a chance in hell.

He's alive.

Ladies, you're going to have to step away. He's alive. I know he's alive.

Who? Gary Hobson.

His name is Gary Hobson.

I know the guy. Kind of a hero or a crackpot. I don't know which.

We got an ID.

Hobson. Gary Hobson.

Mr. Hobson, this is the fire department. Can you hear us?

Please respond.

Just structural sounds.

It's not good.

Search team, out.

Camera's almost in, Chief.

We got movement on the structure. Get out!

Please. Please.

Why can't you just go in and look for him?

I know how you feel, ma 'am. But given the situation, I can't risk my men

I have some sign that he's alive.

Listen.

I know it doesn't always work to believe me.

But I can feel him.

And he's alive.

Please.

Search team, give it another shot.

First team, stand away.

Repeat, stand away.

Call in the coroner and the body recovery team.

Secure the scene until they get here.

Lousy day to die.

Sure you want to do this?

You brought me here.

My experience.

We all get pretty much where we want to go.

Having a problem with that paper, aren't you?

I can't do this anymore.

Why is that?

I'm going to die.

And you decided that made it your turn.

I've been there.

No.

No, you haven't.

No one's been there.

You want to go on, you have to accept the responsibility and the loss.

Why?

I didn't ask for it.

I don't want it. Do you know what it's like to wake up every morning and know

what's going to happen?

I don't want to know.

I don't want to care. I just want to wake up one morning and not know.

Please.

I just want to wake up.

The choice is yours.

Always has been.

Time to accept that.

This thing with Jeremiah, you know that?

This thing with Jeremiah.

And I let him die.

Count the living, not the dead, Gary.

Count the living, Gary.

We have to get in the ambulance.

outside and temperatures are warming up throughout the Windy City.

I missed you too.

Want some milk?

Huh?

Tell you what, I got some tuna. You want some tuna?

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