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CASEY: Firefighting Expo
is this week.

Nick Porter,
I'm the Slamigan rep.

CHUCKLING Hey, Nick!

Mouch, you old dog!
How you doing, buddy?

Got a letter
on my door.

My landlord
is raising the rent

come the new year.
GROANS

What can | say,
I'm desperate.

This is the,
uh, third bedroom.

It's a...
It's a great place.

Why are you
breaking your lease?

It's just too much
space for me.

Best friend magic.
And no one can take that
away from us.

Yeah, Crotis forever, baby.

SIGHS

Morning.
Ah, good morning.

What are you up to?

Uh, nothing. Just browsing
the Internet like people do.

Okay.
Damn. I'm late.

What are you talking about?
We got plenty of time.

No, | just...
| gotta swing by home
before work

because | left
my station gear there.

But, um, | will see you
at the firehouse.

Yeah. See you.

Why are half
of these sausages gray?

Those are the vegetarian ones.

Have the meat one. I'm just
providing healthy options.

There's nothing healthy
about that color.

SCOFFS

Hey, I'm sorry
to bring this up,

but rent is starting to eat
into my savings account.

Oh, uh, | can cover
a couple hundred
bucks a month,

at least while the Slamigan
money's coming through.

That's really sweet of you,

but don't you think
we should rent out
that extra room?

Yeah. Probably.

Of course, nobody
can replace Otis.
Yeah, that's for sure.

But, uh, |do know someone
looking for a place.

Nick Porter.

Middle-aged
equipment salesman,
Nick Porter?

That's the one.

Poor guy's going
through a tough divorce.
He's really hurting.

You'd be throwing
him a lifeline.

You'd let Nick Porter
stay in that room?

| guess So.
He's not a bad guy.

And we definitely wouldn't
be comparing him to Otis.

That's for sure.

Hey.
Hey.

90, | have been trying
to plan a surprise trip

as a birthday present
for Kelly.

Only thing is,
is that it's his
birthday next week

and | still haven't
figured out what to do.
He's so tricky.

Hey. You know, my boyfriend,
Eric, he's a travel agent.

| bet he could
hook you up.

That would be amazing.
Are you serious?

Mimm-hmm.
Oh, my God. Okay.

Um, can you have him
stop by Molly's
tomorrow night?

ALARM BUZZING
Sure.

MOUTHING
DISPATCHER OVER PA:
Engine 51, Truck 81, Squad 3,

Ambulance 67,
automatic fire alarm,
Stover Academy...

That sounds like a school.
Come on, let's go.

SIRENS WAILING

We don't know
what set it off.

Nobody's seen
any smoke or anything.

Herrmann, you see
anything on the panel?

ALARM BLARING

Looks like an inside pull,
Chief.

50 somebody
pulled the alarm,

but they didn't
report anything.

False alarm?
BODEN: Yeah.

You kidding me?
Hilarious.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

DISPATCHER OVER RADIO:
Battalion 25, can you spare
Squad 3 for a person trapped?

BODEN: Affirmative, Main.
What's the address?

3815 South Wood Avenue.
Squad, mount up.

81,61, come with me
and Squad.

Engine, stay here.
Search this school
from top to bottom.

Reset the alarm.
HERRMANN: Copy that, Chief.

SIRENS WAILING

BODEN: What's the problem?

It's my dad.
This big oil tank
fell on top of him.

BODEN: Where?
In the basement?
Yeah.

Hey, guys,
airbags and cribbing.

Truck, prep a ladder
and the basket.

Bring him out
through the window.
BRETT: Copy that.

GIRL: Over here! Hurry!

Hurry up, please.
He's not breathing.

MOANING

Step aside, ma'am.

Come on.

Ready?

ALL GRUNTING

No. No.

Thing's still full. Must weigh
a couple thousand pounds.

Airbags will take too long.
We need a lever.

Hey! | need a ladder
in here now.
BRETT: Copy that.

Backboard and Stokes
basket too. Come on.

| found us a fulcrum.

SEVERIDE: Let's go.
BRETT: Ladder coming in.

BODEN: Ready?
SEVERIDE: Yeah.

SEVERIDE: Casey, get ready
to pull him out.
CASEY: Copy.

METAL CREAKING

CASEY: Clear.

Brett, Foster,
get ready out there.
BRETT: Copy, Chief.

still no pulse.

Hurry.
CASEY: Let's go. Go.

MEN GRUNTING

Is he on? Hold, lift.

Okay, take him out.

Hurry.
BRETT: Okay, up.

Omar.
Daddy.

Hey, hey, back up.
Give him space.
He's in good hands.

Is he gonna be
all right?

How long has he
been under there,
not breathing?

| don't Know.
A... A few minutes.
Maybe five.

He was down there by himself,
and | heard him trying
to move that thing,

and | thought maybe
| should go down there
and help him, but then...

It's not your fault.
It's just a freak thing.

He's got a pulse
and we're helping him
to breathe.

We'll get him
to Chicago Med
as quick as we Can.

Why don't you take
your kids and you can
follow the ambulance?

It felt like forever
till you guys got here.

False alarm added

at least three minutes
to our response time.

That headmaster
did not seem
too worried about it.

My guess,
they're gonna sweep it
under that fancy carpeting.

Howd it go?
Doctor's working
on him now.

He's got internal bleeding
and a few broken ribs.

Probably
a ruptured spleen.

Did we get to him
fast enough?
Won't Know for a while.

His brain was deprived
of oxygen for a long time.

His poor family.

Mom and the kids
huddled in the waiting area,
holding each other.

Hey. | just combed
through the run sheets
for first and third shifts.

There's been two other
false alarms at Stover Academy
in the last month.

So three altogether,
ina month.
That's an epidemic.

We need to have
a word with the man
in charge over there.

Oh, Nick Porter's here.
That was fast.

Hey, guys. Sylvie.

LAUGHS

| can't thank
you guys enough.

He's taking the place
sight unseen.

Wow.

Yeah, well,
Mouch told me all about it.
Sounds perfect.

And believe me,
the more distance between
Ellen and me, the better.

Ellen's his wife.
Uh, soon to be ex-wife.
Thankfully.

NICK LAUGHS

You know, it's been rough
just trying to figure out
next steps,

but once again,

the man upstairs provides
when you need it most.

Actually, in this case
it was me, but...

I'm gonna bring
my stuff over tomorrow,
if that's okay?

Jeez. Insta-roommates.

LAUGHS AWKWARDLY

I'm just saying.
It's quick. That's all.

And the quicker
I'm out of my place,

the better,
for all involved. Right?

So, listen,
| gotta head out.

I'm repping a fireproof
blanket that's gonna
knock your socks Off.

But, uh,
thanks a million, guys.

You are very welcome.
We'll see you tomorrow.

Yes, you will.

Aw, he's a sweetie.
CRUZ: Mmm-hmm.

Thanks for helping him out.
Eh, he's helping us out too.

That room
needed to be filled.

CASEY: Excuse me.
Are you the principal?

Uh, headmaster. Jim DeVoe.

Captain Matt Casey.

This is Lieutenant
Kelly Severide.
Pleasure.

We responded
to your fire alarm
this morning.

Do you realize
that your school has had

three false alarms
since the beginning
of the semester?

My apologies.
It's an all-boys school.

There's a certain level
of chaos that comes
with the territory.

Yeah. We're not talking
about harmless fun.

That alarm
delayed our response
to a real emergency,

and the victim
is in bad shape
because Of it.

Oh, I'm so sorry
to hear that.
Will they be okay?

It's too early to say.

We need to figure out
who's pulling these alarms.

Of course, yes.
My staff and | will figure out
who's behind this.

We'd like to talk to him.

He needs to understand
he's putting people's lives
in danger.

I'm afraid
that's not possible,

but we'll make sure
they get the message.

What do you mean,
that's not possible?

Well, our students
are entitled to their
privacy, Lieutenant.

And disciplinary matters
are kept in strict confidence.

What?
| have to insist on it.

The families of Stover Academy
would expect nothing less.

You mean,
these private school parents

expect you to
shield their kids
from prosecution?

Hold on. We're talking
about a prank here.

A sophomoric
and irresponsible one,
to be sure...

Okay...
Pulling a false alarm
is a crime.

CASEY: Kelly.
DeVOE: Whoa, hey, hey.

Sorry.
If you can't have a calm,
rational discussion,

I'm afraid | need to ask you
to leave the premises.

We're gonna
find out who did this,
with or without him.

There's a man in the ICU,
a husband and a father,

and all this jagoff
cares about
is the students’ privacy.

It was pretty shocking
to see how fast
he circled the wagons.

And | get it.
We're not the cops.

We didn't walk in there
with a subpoena.

But you'd think he'd
want to cooperate.

sounds like he's worried
about liability,
wants to contain the damage,

but he’s not gonna
run me off that easily.

Well, he didn't
run us Off.

Transmitting a false alarm
is a Class four felony.

Gets you one to three years,
and up to a $25,000 fine.

SO, if the headmaster
doesn't want to help me
locate this punk,

I will hit him
with obstruction.

I'll just stand there
and watch him...

Whoa, whoa, hold on.
We just wanted your
help with this headmaster.

We're not looking to
get some teenager
charged with a felony, are we?

No, no. We want him
to learn a lesson,

understand the cost
of what he did.

Maybe we hold off
on police involvement
for the time being.

You two look
for another approach.

TRUDY: Okay.

Well, you just let me know
when you want to get serious.

Thank you for your time,
Sergeant.

Uh-huh.

Any ideas?

SEVERIDE:
Hey, morning, guys.
Take a flyer.

We gotta stop
these false alarms.

When firefighters
waste time
on false alarms,

they're not available to help
people who really need it.

False alarms kill.
No joke. Okay?

Here you go, guys.
BRETT: All right.

Don't worry. There's not gonna
be a quiz. Just read it.

Is this because of that
fire drill yesterday?

Oh, that wasn't a drill.

CASEY: Yeah,
one of your classmates
pulled the alarm,

made us late to
an actual emergency

where someone
got hurt really bad.

That sucks. I'm sorry.
Yeah. You said it.

| haven't seen a fire truck
like that before.

That's the Squad.
It's like a big
rolling tool box.

We got all sorts of
specialized gear in there.

Saws, Jaws, jacks,
scuba equipment.

We got an airbag in there
that can pick up a train car.

Whoa.

Hey, can you show us?
CASEY: Tell you what.

We'll come do a fire safety
presentation to your whole
school,

let you guys
try out some gear.

Cool.

SCHOOL BELL RINGS

Just ask your parents
to call the headmaster,

tell him you want us
to come.

BOY: Yeah.

Think it did any good?

All right, we better
get the rigs back
for incoming shift.

Yeah, and then
out of the blue,

right in the middle
of dinner,

she says to me,
"Nick, we're through."

Ouch.

Yeah. Nothing's ever
been good enough for Ellen.
And each year, it gets worse.

Trust me, guys.
Never get married.
Stay free.

Uh, well, marriage isn't
for everyone maybe,

but Joe here is engaged
to a great girl.

Oh, well, heck,
don't listen to me.

Look, | just, uh...
| picked the wrong apple,
if you Know what | mean.

Thought | got
a nice crisp one,

and instead
| got pure poison.

Well, Chloe is like a Fiji,
ora Granny Smith. Right, Joe?

Look.
Third period's starting.

Ah, forget hockey.
We got something
much better.

Classic NASCAR races.

Classic as in
they've already happened?
Hell yeah.

First up is the
1992 Hooters 500.
It's an all-timer.

NICK LAUGHS

Trust me. You'll love this.

BRETT: But...
No, gang.

Okay, no offense,
but I'm kind of used
to being the team leader.

It'll be a great dynamic
for the apartment.

CRUZ: Oh!
BRETT: Oh...

Ha-ha! Yes.

IMITATING ENGINE REVVING

MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY
OVER SPEAKERS

Ah, here you go.
Thanks, Christopher.

Hey, it's not a problem.
You should come around here
more often.

Okay, Eric, why don't
you tell Kidd your thoughts
about this trip,

before Severide
decides to come over here?

And thank you
so much again
for doing this.

SO many options
for couples.

First, there's
the outdoorsy stuff.

Hiking or skiing
with a private cabin
in the woods.

Hmm.

Little too murdery
for me, personally,
but some people love it.

| like the honesty.
Moving on.

Then there's
the spa weekend.

Plenty of beautiful locales
for that.

But if your fireman
is anything like mine,

he'll think it's a little
on the soft side.

Okay. Afraid so.
Figured.

90, my final and | think
best suggestion is a cruise.

VMimm.

A cruise.
Kelly does love boats.

Then it's perfect.
I'm telling you,
they're really romantic.

The open seas,
the non-stop parties,
those cozy rooms.

We did one last year.
It was crazy fun.

| love this idea.
Love it!

LAUGHS

Oh, God. Okay.
Just, uh talk about
something else, quick.

Stella's been
acting weird.

Ah, Severide,
don't ever try
and figure women out.

Donna and |,
we got into another fight
about her mother,

and now she's on one
of those weekend retreats
with all of her girlfriends.

| was wondering why you were
making one of your
rare appearances at Molly's.

Always glad to have you,
but sorry to hear the reason.

Oh, don't be.
Truth is, she comes home
Sunday night,

and if history is any guide,

just being home together,
it'll bring things back
to normal pretty quick.

BODEN LAUGHS

So, that was a good effort
you all made this morning
at Stover Academy.

Yeah, bunch of kids
avoided us,

but a few
stopped by to talk.

You think you got through
to any of them?

Nah. No way to know.
But we're hoping.

| had a thought

about something
we could do for that
victim and his family.

SEVERIDE: Morning.
Hello.

Uh, we're the firefighters
who were here
the other day.

Oh... Of course.

I'm Kelly.
This is Matt.
Hi.

Uh, it's Melanie, right?

How's your husband doing?

They're worried
about the lack of oxygen
to his brain,

what that might
have done to him.

We won't know until
he wakes up, SO...

Uh, he seems
like a strong guy.

lf anyone can bounce back,
| bet he can.

The reason why we're here,
we wanted to fix
the mess we made.

What do you mean?

|! do construction
on the side,
licensed and bonded.

We're gonna replace
that window for you.
No charge.

That's so generous of you.

CRYING I'm sorry.

! just, um...
These last few days...

It's okay. Hey.

It's okay.

Thank you.

It's okay.

Thank you.

Oh, um...

Good morning.
Morning.

Isn't it a little early
for that?

|! was gonna make
a Bloody Mary,

but seems like
a lot of work.

VMimm.

You want to see
pictures of Ellen?

Uh, well, yes, but no.
| should really...

This is Cancun last year.

You know, nota lot
of ladies could pull off
that look at her age.

But check her out. Huh?
Yeah. Yeah, wow,

she looks great. Yeah.
LAUGHS AWKWARDLY

Joe, come and look
at photos of Ellen
in a sarong.

Yeah, Oh, | would, totally.
| just, um... | gotta...

This is the wedding reception
at the Palmer House.
| don't remember much.

| think | was still recovering
from the bachelor party,

LAUGHS
if you Know what | mean.

VMimm.

Her wedding dress
was awful, wasn't it?

Look. That high neck.

She looks like an Amish.

Uh...
Mmm.

| miss her.

But that could just be
the whiskey talking.

Oh, that's kind of sweet.

Hey. Come on.

Sit down, you two.
There's more to see.

Uh, unfortunately,
we can't be late for work,
but, uh, we'll see you later.

NICK LAUGHS

We might have made
a really big mistake.
Big.

SIGHS

Nope.
Kidd didn't stay
at the loft last night, huh?

Trouble in paradise?

She made some excuse
about crashing early,
but I'm not buying it.

Trying to give her space,
but I'm not sure
that's the way to go.

Hey.

Is that the Stover Academy
student?

Could be.

SO, | spent the whole night
looking at those cruise
brochures that Eric gave me.

There's just
so many choices.

It's like where to go,
where to leave from,

for how long...
Hmm.

Lucky you. | spent all night
watching old car races
with Nick Porter.

Ugh.

| can't take it anymore.

What?

Nick Porter.
You chose Nick Porter.

| admit it wasn't
my best move,

but why are you
so worked up about it?

He wasn't sitting
on your couch
in his underwear.

My landlord and |
have been at war
for the last two months.

And even though | make
the additional money teaching
the spin classes, I...

lam barely covering
the new rent hike,

and | need to find
a place to live.

Why didn't you say something?
You knew we had an extra room.

Honestly, it felt like
overstepping to even ask,

considering who was
in that room.

Hmm.

| Knew | could
never replace Otis.

Then Nick Porter happened.

Foster, | would've
loved to have you there.
You're one of my best friends.

Yeah?
Of course.

You gotta live
with who you love.

Brett, you gotta get
Nick Porter out.
Please?

We're getting rid
of Nick Porter?

TV ANNOUNCER IN BACKGROUND

TV CLICKS OFF

CRUZ CLEARS THROAT

Uh-oh.

We need your help
getting Nick Porter
out of the apartment.

Whoa. Hey, uh,
| don't Know, guys.

| know it sounds
uncaring, but...

It sure does.
The poor guy is in pain.

He needs a stable home
and some affection.

He's not a stray dog,
Mouch.

He's a man who drinks whiskey
at seven in the morning.

And is starting to
convince me that marriage
is a very bad idea.

He's been talking
about Ellen non-stop.

Wouldn't it be more caring
to help end his pain
than to just house him?

Are you suggesting
killing Nick Porter?

Mouch, I'm suggesting
we get him back
together with his wife.

Oh, that's the same thing.

You need to call Ellen.

And you have to try
and convince her
to make this work.

LAUGHS Uh...

No. Uh, see,
Ellen is a very,
very difficult woman.

SIGHS

And another good deed
ends up smacking me
in the face.

When will | learn?

What the hell?

Hey. Hey. Get back.

Hey.

What's going on?

Hey.

Looks like
we found our punk.

Those are the list
of student rolls
for the classes

near where the fire alarms
were pulled.

| got it off
the school website.

What's your name, son?

Jared.
BODEN: Jared.

Why did you
bring this to us?

Because | bet it was
one of those kids that
pulled the fire alarm.

Maybe you could
find out who.

| didn't do it. | swear.
| wasn't even
in class that day.

| recognize you.
You stopped to talk to us
outside the school.

Yeah. Yeah. | thought it was
crazy what you guys said.

Someone got hurt
because some idiot at Stover

pulled the fire alarm
for no reason.

Anyway, | just
wanted to help.

SO why all
the sneaking around?

So you wanted to help,
but you didn't want it getting
back to your headmaster.

Yeah. Or anybody
at the school.

People there, they think
the rules should be
different for them, you know?

Well, that's probably
what got us into this mess
in the first place.

Jared, we appreciate you
trying to do the right thing.

Sorry if | gave you
a scare.

All right, come on.
You're free to go.

Okay.

There's gotta be
50 names here.
Not super helpful.

Maybe if we had
the headmaster's cooperation,
but we don''t.

That list is
a good starting point
for Platt,

just in case we decide
it's time to get
the police involved.

How long you and Eric
been together?

About a year
and a half. Why?
| don't know.

| guess I'm trying
to figure out if
I'm a relationship person.

Lot of yapping going on,
not enough cooking.

Pick up the pace,
rookies.
Okay.

Anyway, uh, Violet,
the medic from 20,
things were going good,

and then she just stopped
answering my texts.

Well, how many texts
did you send
before she stopped?

What do you mean? One.

So she didn't respond
to one text
and you're worried?

Okay, I'm not worried.
I'm just...

I'm usually the one
that stops texting.

LAUGHS

| Knew you'd met
your match with her.

LAUGHS
What do you mean?

Means you better not
just sit back on your laurels
if you wanna have a shot.

Huh.

So what do | do?

You put the chicken
in the oven.

On it. Sorry.
Yeah.

Here. Do that one.
Yeah.

Don't forget the cheese on it.
Okay.

INDISTINCT CONVERSATION

It does not seem
to be going well.

Mouch looks like
he's literally drowning.

We need to take over.

...@ fork,
a tiny fork. Right?

And all along
| thought it was
about the oysters.

You see
what I'm saying?

Uh, sorry to interrupt.

Ms. Porter,
my name is Sylvie.
This is Joe.

Very nice to meet you.

MOUCH: | was just trying
to explain my theory

about communication
in relationships.

Mrs. Porter,
I'll get right
to the point.

Nick has been talking
about you non-stop
since he moved in.

Non-stop.

And it's really clear
that he misses you,
and loves you,

and we just thought
that Mouch should
let you Know.

So that if, by any chance,
you were feeling the same way,

you could maybe
give this whole thing
another shot.

You two are the roommates.

That's right.
Mmm-hmm.

You think | don't Know
what this is about?

Nicky is a huge
pain in the ass to live with
and you want him out.

Mmm-hmm.
Okay, yes.

He Is a little difficult,
but his affection for you
is real.

He hasn't stopped flipping
through that big blue photo
aloum since he got there.

Really?
BRETT: Really.

We've seen your reception
at the Palmer House.

Oh, and the Amish dress.

And you in Cancun.
He really likes that picture,
by the way.

| had no idea
that he took the aloum.

Nick's a real softie
at heart.

Oh, well,
maybe that softie

shouldn't have flirted
with everything in a skirt

at my niece's wedding.

SIGHS

He... He definitely
shouldn't have.

But is it such a bad idea
to give him another chance?

What are you doing?

Trying to be discreet.

A cruise?
Shh.

Gross. Cruise ships
are like giant Petri dishes.

What?
HERRMANN:
Oh, he's not wrong.

You know, | always wanted
to try it, but Cindy,

she's got this
running tab of,
you know,

news stories about
cruise ships hit with
norovirus outbreaks,

you Know, sewage back-ups,
all kinds of nasty crap.

Yeah, | heard they have
morgues on the ships,
in case people die.

Okay, that's insane,
all right?

You and Eric went
on acruise and loved it.

SIGHS

Eric loved it.

Me, | felt like | was
trapped in a floating jail
filled with old people.

Don't tell him that.
He'd be crushed.
Oh, my God.

Well, what am | Supposed
to do now for Kelly's surprise
birthday trip?

So that's what
you've been up to?

Ugh.

Damn it. It's all
gone to hell now.

LAUGHING You don't
have to do that.

STAMMERING Well, duh.
| Know that | don't have to.

ALARM BUZZING

DISPATCHER OVER PA:
Engine 51, Truck 87,
Squad 3, Ambulance 67,

automatic fire alarm,
Stover Academy...

That prep school again?
Seriously?

SEVERIDE: Let's move.

SIRENS BLARING

Chief, I'm as angry
as yOu are.

Oh, | doubt that.
Herrmann,
check the outside box.

Truck, Squad,
let's get a search going.

| took a look around already.
| don't see anything
out of the ordinary.

We're getting to the bottom
of this situation right now.

And you're gonna help us.
Or we call in the police.

Whatever you need.

Looks like it was
a pull station right outside
the gymnasium.

Yeah.
That's in the hallway.
Let me see.

Uh, no, | don't have a camera
that covers that alarm.

What about all the routes
in and out of that hallway?

Uh, yeah. We should
be able to see everyone

who left that area
after the alarm went off.

Was there a class
in the gym at the time?

No. The boys have gym
at the end of the day.

| don't see anyone
coming in or out.
Go forward again.

Whoever pulled that alarm...
They're still in there.

Okay, everyone,
listen up.

Converge on the gymnasium,
cover all exits.

HERRMANN: Copy that, Chief.

Anything?

Nothing yet, Chief.
Lots of places to hide,
though.

Equipment room,
coach's office,
locker room.

SEVERIDE WHISTLES

BREATHING SHAKILY

Elijah, are you responsible
for all of these false alarms?

What... Why?
Why would you do that?
Look, this isn't like him.

Has he gotten into
any other trouble
at school?

No. But he just came
to Stover in September.

FATHER:
Well, he's a good boy,
an excellent student.

That's why | pulled him out
of his public school.

|! wanted him to get
the best education.

Even if that meant
downsizing to a smaller
apartment

and working longer hours.

But he's had a hard time
fitting in at Stover.

So you thought you could
impress people by pulling
a few dangerous pranks?

| wanted to get
the school in trouble.

What do you mean,
Elijah?

| just thought
if Stover got shut down,

then | could go back
to my old school
and be with my friends.

And nobody
would make fun of me.

Are kids picking on you
at Stover?

All the time.

| had no idea. l...

Maybe you ought to worry less
about protecting these kids

from the outside world
and take a harder look

at what's happening
inside your school.

lam so sorry
you're being bullied, Elijah.

I'll do whatever it takes
to make it stop.

I'm really sorry
about the fire alarms.

Is there anything
| can do to fix it?

These ivory tower schools,

they breed these kids
that think they're better
than everybody else.

Bullies.

| don't know. | mean,
bullies are everywhere.

That's why you gotta
focus on the good people
instead, right?

They're everywhere, too.

Hey, Ritter, don't mess
with my old man anger, okay?

Because, um, | need it
to get around.

SCOFFS

Hey. You coming
to Molly's tonight?

Nope. Going out
with Violet.

So you finally
texted her again.

Maybe.
Maybe she texted me.

No. You definitely
texted her.

GRUNTS Sorry to leave you
high and dry like this,

but with Ellen insisting
| move back in, | really don't
have much of a choice.

She's the team leader
in my house.

You'll see what | mean
when you get married.

Actually, most of the time
it's pretty great.

Just don't tell Ellen
| said so.

Oh, uh, Nick, wait.
Your DVD.

Oh, no, I'm leaving that
with you guys,

as a thank you
for everything you did.

"Il never forget it.

Oh, hey, hey.
Let me get that for you.

Thanks.

And the body's
not even cold.

Okay.

ALL LAUGHING

LAUGHING

This is gonna
be awesome.

Hey, bud.

Let me see.

| like it. Good work.
That would cheer
anyone up.

Okay.
You ready?

Come on.

INAUDIBLE

What's this about?

My birthday’'s not
for another couple days.

| Know.

But | wanted to celebrate
tonight anyway,

because | decided
that we are not going
on any Crazy trips.

We're just gonna
stay right here,

cozied up on that couch.

That sounds perfect, but...

| don't want you
to go somewhere else
to be home anymore.

Your station gear
should always be here,

because you should
always be here.

Will you move in?

| mean, what the hell.
You gotta live with
who you love, right?

LAUGHS

Makes sense to me.

BOTH LAUGH

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