All language subtitles for 9-1-1 3x13 - Pinned

Okay, so I fixed the black lights,

cleaned the men's room, called
to restock the pizza supply,

and rebooted the scoring system, twice.

Yeah, but have you been
spraying down the shoes?

On it.

You're a treasure, Garrett.

Know what else I am?

Manager material.

So that's what this is about.

You're gunning for Jesse's job.

Does Jesse know he has a job?

He comes very highly recommended.

- By his parents.
- What could I do?

She's my sister.

Lane five is down.

What's wrong with it?

Yeah, lane five's been
jamming a lot lately.

It's cool, I'll just
check the pin setting.

No, no, no, you've
been here a whole shift.

Go home. I'll take care of it.

You know, Arlene, if I
had more responsibility...

Hey, hey, hey, you're a great kid

and you're my best employee

but you're only 17.

You're not ready yet.

- I'll be 18 soon!
- In 10 months.

We can revisit this talk then.

Now get out of here and go be a kid.

- Okay, boomer.
- And stop calling me boomer!

Jesse, I'm gonna go fix lane five.

Put the sign out, and finish

- spraying down these shoes.
- Uh-huh.

Hey.

Our scoreboard isn't working.

Can we change lanes?

Mm-hmm.

Thanks! We're gonna take five.

Yeah. That's what I'm talking about.

What the...

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_

Hey. Are you in charge here?

I guess.

Thank God you're here! She's this way.

Okay, her name's Arlene Branson.

She's the owner. She
was working on lane five

when the pin setter came down on her.

I wasn't sure what to do,
so I shut off the power

to stop it from cycling again

but I didn't think I should move it

- until you guys got here.
- Okay.

Help!

Arlene?

Garrett?

It's okay, Arlene. I'm here.

These people are gonna help you, okay?

All right, I got a compound fracture,

more outside than in.

- Pulse is very weak.
- She's lost a lot of blood.

Let's get fluids going.

All right, do you know
how to move this thing?

- How to release it?
- Not really.

I've only watched Arlene do it.

Manual.

Right, manual release.

Which is here somewhere.

We could take it apart piece by piece.

Not sure what that's
gonna do for her arm.

Here.

Put this in the back, then turn it.

- Blood pressure's dropping.
- Pushing fluids through.

I'll get the tourniquet,
tie the arm, and get her out.

I don't know if that's gonna work.

Right now, this cross
brace is the only thing

that's holding her arm in place.

The minute you move it,
she's gonna bleed more.

And given how broken her bones are,

it'll be like tying
off a wet bag of rocks.

What if we embrace the cross brace?

We cut her from the pin setter here,

then we weld these points
here, here, and here,

and you've got a...

Damn good splint.

All right, we're gonna
need a stick welder.

Stop.

Go.

Stop.

Nice and easy. Three, two, one.

Ow! Ow!

All right. Okay.

Living tissue

under a metal endoskeleton.

You know, technically, it
would be an exoskeleton, right?

Can't just let me enjoy the win.

Good job, bud.

- Thanks.
- You too, Garrett.

Garrett.

Arlene. Are you okay?

- Refunds.
- No refunds.

Give everyone a coupon
for another visit.

I'm gonna be out of
commission for a while.

You're in charge.

Manager.

Jesse?

Yeah?

You're fired.

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She's down.

Oh.

Listen, you know, I
appreciate your effort, Hen,

but I'm not really a
green tea kind of guy.

Just drink it.

Studies suggest that
the EGCG in green tea

can boost the effectiveness
of the temozolomide.

So this tea can make my
chemo drug work better

on my brain tumor?

My new favorite beverage.

See?

Not that terrible.

Yeah, I wouldn't go that far.

But, you know, thank you for the tea

and the loaners.

I'm not sure what happened to our tents.

You know, got lost somewhere
in the move over here.

Are you sure you should
be going on this trip?

It's a tradition.

It's foolish.

The man has a brain tumor.

Camping can wait.

Wait, Dad's taking Harry camping?

He has a brain tumor.

Yes, he does,

and I'm pretty sure that's
why he asked me to go with him.

Yes, Bobby is an EMT,
but he's not a doctor.

Which is fine,

because my actual doctor
cleared me for this trip.

Okay?

Hen.

This is important, okay?

I need to do this.

Michael doesn't wanna disappoint Harry.

It's just camping.

I never understood why

he had to make such
a big deal out of it.

They can go next year.

Assuming there is a next year.

I have taken him every year

since before he can even remember it.

I need to make sure

that this time is memorable.

In case there isn't another.

Look, I know there are no
guarantees, but, I mean,

the surgery at least
offered us some more time.

That's all I'm looking for right now.

Well, maybe the chemo gives us that.

It's too soon to know for sure.

Yeah, and by the time we do know,

it may be too late for the surgery.

This is all my fault.

Baby, no.

I told him that there was
hope and that he had choices,

but I never meant for him to...

No, no, no, you did not tell him

not to have the surgery.

All right? That was his idea.

- Which we said we'd support.
- No, you said that.

I still haven't given up on the idea

of knocking some sense into him,

but whatever happens,

this is not your fault.

By the way, I got into USC.

May, that's great.

Albert.

You are not Albert.

Chimney. Hi, hey.

I did not think you'd be up so late.

I could say the same
about you and your friend.

Megan. Hi.

You didn't tell me you had a roommate.

Well, technically, he
doesn't even have a room.

Just a sofa, which
I'm kind of regretting

letting him live on right now.

Do you have a place I could change?

There's a bathroom down the hall.

I'm sorry.

I should've called and warned you

but it was all just so spur
of the moment, you know?

We met at this club, we started talking,

and things, they simply
ignited between us.

- On my couch.
- Where else?

- It's my bedroom.
- It's also my couch.

Why are you upset?

Because you brought some
rando club girl to my home

and you ignited yourself
all over my living room.

Bro, did you not see how pretty
Rando Club Girl is though? I mean...

FYI, Rando Club Girl is
actually working on a PhD

in applied mathematics.

My apologies, Doctor.

I did not mean to disparage you.

I was aiming for him.

Apology accepted.

Nice to meet you both.

I really wish I'd gotten her number.

Albert, should I be worried about you?

I mean, you've been going out
an awful lot since you got here

and a different woman every night?

Yeah, well, I feel as though I'm the one

who should be worried.

Yo, you never go out. Only for work.

You're with the same girl every night.

You're either there or here.

Yeah, well, that's about to change

after I burn your bedroom
in a cleansing fire.

And what exactly is wrong
with the same girl every night?

What, you don't like Maddie?

I like her very much.

She's a good friend to you.

Well, she's a lot more than that.

Is she?

Well, I'm saying I see the friendship.

I'm not so sure if I see passion.

Do you guys even have sex?

Of course we have sex!

We had sex... three nights ago.

Oh, I did not notice.

Yeah, you weren't supposed to, Albert.

I, uh, I did not mean to offend you.

As long as you're happy,
then I'm happy for you.

Well, I am happy.

Of course I'm happy.

How long have you guys been
camping at the same place?

I don't know.

I started going with my
father when I was 6, 7.

- Wow.
- Yeah.

You always plant a tree?

Ah, no.

Trees came later.

There was a fire.

Most of the trees burned down.

Dad was sad, but Grandpa promised

that they would all grow back.

He said it wouldn't be the same but...

It would still be beautiful.

Yeah, my dad would say, "Hey,

just plant it, let it grow,
and stay out of its way."

Yeah, we used to go up there every year.

Plant a few trees at a time.

Then Harry and I kept
the tradition going

after my dad passed.

And now you get to do it too.

Oof.

Hey, uh,

Bobby, maybe you can take
over driving for a bit.

- Yeah, sure.
- All right.

- Are you feeling okay?
- Yeah, man.

Come on, I'm great.

But am I happy?

Albert is annoying,
but maybe he's right.

Things with me and Maddie are great,

but we're not exactly
lighting the world on fire.

Does it matter what he thinks?

Only you know how you feel about Maddie.

- I really care about her.
- Ah.

The dreaded C-word.

I really care about good arch support.

That's not how you feel
about your significant other.

Obviously, I care about
her more than good footwear.

Okay, how much more?

A lot.

Do you love her?

Yeah.

Does she love you?

It's unclear.

I mean, I feel like she does,

but neither of us have actually said

those exact words out loud.

You've been together for, like, a year.

Technically, we have been dating

for 10 months and 3 weeks.

So you've been together
for, like, a year.

With everything she's been through,

you know, that we've been through,

we just wanted to take it slow.

Jesus.

Glaciers move faster, Chim.

And they're also melting,
so maybe fiery is overrated.

Hey, guys? Reynolds
wants to do a lineup.

I can't believe Cap
left us with this guy.

I sure wasn't gonna do it again.

Hey.

I get taking things slow.

But tomorrow isn't promised to anyone.

So if you love her, tell her.

You went out for coffee?

Yeah, I got you one of
those frothy ones you like,

made almost entirely of milk and sugar.

I called Tammy.

She's able to fit us in at 11:00

to get our nails done,

and then I thought that
I would take you to lunch.

At the burger place over by USC.

Mom, I don't want you to...

No, I'm not trying
to sway your decision.

You know, I know there
are a lot of colleges

you still haven't heard from.

Although I wouldn't mind at all

if you decided to
follow in my footsteps.

Either way, I am very proud of you.

So we are gonna celebrate
your first acceptance letter,

whether you like it or not.

Okay.

Maybe after lunch we can go to the mall?

We can celebrate with some new clothes.

You say yes to USC,

I may buy you a whole new wardrobe.

So much for not trying to sway me.

I haven't told Dad yet.

You will.

All right? He'll be back soon.

You still have time.

Hey, let me give you a hand with that.

Ah, no. I got it, I got it.

Oh, man.

All right, I think that's everything.

All right, ready to
pick our planting site.

Last time, we went
East, so I was thinking

maybe we can go South,
Southwest, and North.

Okay. Yeah, that... that sounds good.

Just give me a few minutes to lie down.

But we always pick the
spot when we get here.

It's tradition.

Well, maybe this year, we
start some new traditions.

Hey, hey, hey. Don't
need any new traditions.

Just give me an hour. Please.

He said he'd be fine for a year.

It's only been a month.

I think he just needs a second to rest.

We can pick that spot in the morning.

That's too late.

It takes time to find the perfect spot.

That's why we always
do it when we get here.

How are we supposed to
plant Grandpa's tree?

Hey, Harry, how about this?

How about you and I take a walk,

find some places to plant that tree,

we'll take some pictures, show
your dad, and he can decide.

Sound good?

- Yeah, okay.
- Good. All right, come on.

Which way should we go?

That way? All right, let's do it.

All right, Dad. I'm
back with the supplies.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Looks pretty good, huh?

Yeah, this is taking a lot longer

than I thought it was going to

and requiring a lot
more trips to Home Depot.

- Right tools for the right job.
- Mm.

Once we finish the framing,
then we can start drywalling

your new interior
non-load bearing partition.

It's just a wall, Dad.

Yeah, I just need something to break up

this modern floor plan

and hide the view of my dirty dishes

from the couch, so...

open concept only works
if you have a maid.

Ah. Well, closed concept it is.

Mm.

We land the nails,
then we turn the screws,

and that way, we meet code.

Wait, I thought you said
we didn't have to worry

about building codes.

You said I didn't need a contractor.

And I thought the whole
point of your mother and I

helping you buy an
already remodeled house

is that we wouldn't have to
remodel it, but here we are.

So humor me.

Great.

Hey, hey, hey. You forgetting something?

Dad, come on. We're just framing a wall.

We're not splitting the atom.

- Just put 'em on.
- Fine, fine.

Hey, I promised your mom
we'd be extra careful.

Great.

- Now.
- All right, here we go.

Yes.

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy.

Just like a real gun, you
never point it at anything

you don't intend to shoot

- Okay?
- Okay.

- So two hands.
- Right.

Put it right in the middle of the stud.

- Yup.
- Right there, okay?

- Yup.
- Apply firm pressure.

Squeeze the trigger.

- Yeah!
- Oh, yes!

- That is cool.
- Right? See?

Okay, keep going. No
more than an inch apart.

Okay.

- Okay, it's not...
- What's going on?

I don't know. I didn't do anything.

Damn things.

I swear, ever since I
let Mitch borrow my tools,

these things don't work right.

The whole thing's jammed!

- Geez.
- Oh, for crying out loud.

Okay, just hang on.

Oh, my God. Dad?

Um...

you better call 9-1-1.

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Where are you calling from?

13924 Rio Avenue, North Hollywood.

What can you tell me about the gun?

It's a pin nailer.

It's a framing nailer!

It was a nail gun. It got stuck.

He was working on it
and it just went off.

And the nail's embedded in his chest?

Yes, and I don't know
what I'm supposed to do.

I don't know. Do I pull it out?

No! Do not remove the nail.

Help is on the way.

Thank God you're here. He's in the back.

Dad, help's coming!

- That thing still on?
- Yeah.

I don't know. I was
too afraid to touch it.

I'll secure the weapon.

Hey. How are you feeling?

Like an idiot.

If it makes you feel
any better, this happens

a lot more than you think.

Blood pressure is low. Pulse is steady.

I'm gonna clear your shirt

so we can see what we're working with,

but it looks like you
hit the bull's eye.

Yeah, bring that gurney in here.

Yeah, that's good. Bring it around.

- Sir.
- Careful.

Take a few deep breaths for me.

Lungs sound clear, but I'm
getting a muffled heartbeat.

We've got a distended neck vein.

We could be looking at
pericardial tamponade.

- I'll alert the hospital.
- Sorry, pericardial what?

Fancy way of saying he
has fluid around his heart.

Guessing that's not
supposed to be there.

No. We're gonna need to
get you to the hospital

for a pericardiocentesis.

That's where they'll drain the fluid.

Yeah. Okay. Let's do that.

All right, we're set.

What hospital are you taking him to?

First Presbyterian on Ventura.

Hey, Dad, listen, I'm gonna go get Mom,

okay, and we're gonna meet you there.

Do not tell her what happened!

Oh, my God... you've got a nail

sticking out of your chest, Dad.

She's gonna figure it out.

Listen, I love you.

I'm never gonna live this down.

I love you!

How are you gonna shock me

with a little nail
sticking out of my chest?

These leads are for
monitoring, not shocking.

Just making sure everything
still sounds okay.

Oh, damn it!

What's wrong?

I didn't say I love
you back to my daughter.

What if that's the last
time I speak to her?

Don't worry.

You'll have plenty more
chances to tell her later.

Chim, did you place
these leads correctly?

Of course I did. Why?

- He's about to code.
- We're still four minutes out.

- I got the bag.
- Yeah.

All right, starting compressions.

Oh!

I think I'm making the
hole in his heart bigger.

They'll fix it at the hospital,

but only if he's not dead.

Still no heartbeat.

Come on.

Come on, buddy.

Come on, you're not
leaving your daughter

hanging like that.

We got a pulse.

Yep.

Heart's beating again.

You hungry?

Wanna grab a bite after we drop him?

Definitely. I haven't had a
proper meal since Bobby left.

Whoa.

What happened here?

He started coding. We had to start CPR.

Things got a little messy.

Yep, but now his ticker's
pumping like Old Faithful.

80 BPM with normal rhythm.

And I just lost my appetite.

And I just found mine.

Hey, where are you going?

To ask your sister out on a proper date

so I can tell her I love her.

We missed a lot, huh?

You picked some great spots, Harry.

I think you're a natural at this.

My grandpa was a landscaper.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

How many trees did you
plant with your grandpa?

None. He died before I was born.

But he taught Dad and Dad taught me.

Ah.

Where in the hell have you two been?

Dad, me and Bobby went hiking.

We went to go find
some spots for the tree.

We were supposed to go together.

Hey, we just wanted you to rest.

Bobby, I am fine.

No, Michael, you're not.

And I think it's time we
all start admitting that.

Oh, do you now?

Do you have any other thoughts
of how I should be handling

my brain tumor?

I've got a few, yeah.

- Dad, I...
- Harry, stop.

Bobby and I are talking.

No, you're not. You're fighting.

That's not tradition.

Harry.

I don't even wanna be
here. Let's just go home.

Harry!

Hey, I know I'm just here

as the in-case-of-emergency
guy, but he is terrified.

The numbness in your
hands, the fatigue...

you think you're hiding
it, but he sees it

and it's making that tumor
suddenly very real to him.

Oh, well, it's pretty real to me too.

I'm the one fighting for my life here.

Well, what about his life?

And May's?

Did you know that she got into USC?

What? When?

She got the news two days ago.

Then she found out we were
going on this camping trip

and I got to see the joy
just evaporate from her face

because she's that worried about you.

And she blames herself for
you not having that surgery.

That has nothing to do with her.

Michael, her father might be dying.

How does that not have
everything to do with her,

with Harry, with Athena?

We're all just trying
to support you, Michael,

but you keep pushing us away.

I'm not pushing anybody away.

Listen, man, I'm taking steps back

so you guys can have all the space.

You know, to learn.

Learn what?

How to be a family when I'm gone.

- Big plans tonight?
- Maybe?

Chimney said that he's
gonna take me out for dinner.

There's something that he has to tell me

face to face that can't wait.

Oh, God. You don't think he's...

Breaking up with me?

Well, if he is,

he picked a very expensive
restaurant to do it in.

Oh, then it must be good news.

I guess. I don't know.

He just sounded serious,

and Chimney never sounds serious.

- What if...
- Uh-uh. No what ifs.

Don't be the person who
immediately assumes the worst

anytime they get asked
out on a hot date.

That's my job now, remember?

I'm sorry.

I wasn't thinking.
How are you holding up?

Honestly, a little skittish still.

Yesterday, I was convinced I saw Greg,

or whatever his actual name
is, outside this building.

Of course, the day before that,

I thought I saw him
at my chiropractor's.

The "jumping at shadows" phase.

It'll pass. I promise.

And I'm counting on it.

What are you still doing
here? It's the end of shift.

Why is no one going home?

Picking up some extra hours.

Well, I'm going home

to change for... I don't know what.

Anyway, wish me luck.

Luck.

And I want all the juicy
details in the morning.

Okay.

So no karaoke tonight?

- Guess not.
- Okay.

I knew he was stubborn.

I just hoped he'd snap out of it

and do what makes the most sense.

You mean do what you
think makes the most sense.

Well, yeah.

I can't help it that I'm usually right.

How's the camping trip going?

Oh, it's fine.

At least that's what Harry says.

What, you don't believe him?

Yeah, I do.

It's just that...

I'm worried about him.

I never thought in a million years

that I'd have to prepare
him for the possibility

of losing his dad.

Not at 10 years old.

Mm, some things you really
can't prepare them for.

Because you're not prepared yourself.

Hmm.

That's what worries me.

Both my parents are in their 70s.

And I've thought about
what life would be like

if I lost one of them.

But not losing Michael.

How am I supposed to
come to terms with that?

You're not.

You're just supposed to
take it one day at a time.

You wake up, you breathe,

and you hope for the best.

Easier said than done

when I don't know how
many days he has left.

You know, I bet this
isn't the first time

that Harry and May have had to face

the possible reality of losing a parent.

What do you mean?

Athena, you're a cop.

You risk your life every day.

You don't think that
Michael's had to prepare them

for the day that you don't make it home?

Because I'm sure he has.

Oh, but that isn't this.

I mean, this thing with Michael
is looming over us constantly.

Me not coming home from work,
that's a distant possibility.

Maybe.

You know what May said the other day?

"Assuming there is a next year."

I mean, she casually mentioned

that her father could be gone in a year?

Maybe she's right.

Embrace the not knowing.

Let it force you to live every day

like it could be his last.

Your other option is to
live in fear of it, Athena,

and that's... that's not who you are.

But I am afraid.

If he dies, I'm scared

of what it'll do to May and Harry,

what it'll do to me.

I won't be able to
ease the pain for them.

They love Bobby. They do.

But they need their father.

Kids are resilient. Hmm?

They're tougher than
we give 'em credit for.

It may not seem like it right now,

but whatever happens, they'll be okay.

I hope you're right.

Thank you very much.

I have never been

to a revolving restaurant before.

Sorry that we're not actually revolving.

I was lucky to get a reservation at all.

No, the view is still great.

I can people-watch
without straining my neck.

It does kind of feel like
the world is passing us by,

doesn't it?

An apt metaphor, I suppose.

What does that mean?

I love you.

I didn't mean to lead with that.

And I don't mean to push or
make you feel uncomfortable,

but...

I think I've been uncomfortable, like...

like I'm supposed to hold
back, not scare you off,

not tell you how I feel.

So that's how I feel.

You don't have to say it back.

I'm not sure that I can.

Not in those actual words.

Look, I used to say it a lot.

Even after I stopped feeling that way.

They were a shield.

An automatic response
to an immediate threat.

I understand. And if you can't...

But it is how I feel about you.

I feel a lot of things
when I'm with you.

Happy.

Safe.

A million other things that
I can't explain right now,

but I do feel all of that.

For you.

And I'm sorry. I really
wish that I could...

No, you don't have to. I get it.

I love you, Maddie.

And as long as I know you feel the same,

I can say it enough for the both of us.

Joy.

That's another feeling.

So now that we know
we're on the same page,

there's a few other
things I wanted to discuss.

You stay over pretty late.

Sometimes you even stay the night.

And I was thinking that maybe
we need to take the next step...

Oh, my God.

Public proposals make me squirm.

What?

No. Maddie, no.

Wait, what? No.

No. Not you, them.

Oh.

Wendy, baby,

I just wanna say...

um...

Oh, my God.

Uh-oh.

- Well?
- Well?

Are you gonna open the box?

- You...
- Oh.

Oh.

Sorry. Flustered.

I mean, as if there
isn't enough pressure

on a marriage proposal,
they add an audience.

Doesn't look like she's gonna say no.

Maybe she wants to say no.

Oh, Larry, you dope.

Cheers.

Cheers.

- Find it?
- Not yet.

Oh. Found it.

Um...

The answer is...

You're joking.

Seriously, Larry?

- Oh, boy.
- Earrings?

Five years together

and you bring me up here for earrings?

- It's your birthday.
- Yeah, next week.

I wanted to surprise you.

Well, I'm not surprised. I'm... oh!

Crushed!

Wendy!

Oh, God! Wendy!

Oh, my God!

I'll call 9-1-1.

Oh, no!

It's bolted to the floor.

They all are, for safety.

I'm the manager. How can I help?

Is there any way you can get
this to go other direction?

No, it only travels clockwise.

Got significant damage
to the pelvic bone.

- It could be separated.
- Pulse is steady.

Are you guys doctors?

- Former nurse.
- Current paramedic.

All right, I gotta find
something to pry this loose.

Watch her vitals, there could
be internal hemorrhaging.

Wendy, my name is Maddie

and I'm gonna stay with you, okay?

How are we doing, Wendy?

Oh, I should've broke
up three years ago.

Make a hole, make a hole.

All right, I'm gonna get
the table out of the way.

- Can you hold her up?
- Yep. Okay.

I want you to do me a favor, okay?

Look out that window.

We're gonna concentrate together

on that beautiful view.

Can you do that?

You're doing great.

Keep looking out the window.

Help me with this table.

Ready?

Ah, it hurts, it hurts.

Okay.

Let's get her on the
ground. On three, ready?

One, two, three.

Okay.

Hope she's all right.

Okay.

You were right. The pelvis is separated.

We've got arterial bleeding
in the interior organs.

Okay, we gotta get this splinted.

Tablecloth?

Switch places with me.

All right.

We're gonna roll you, okay?

- Okay, here we go.
- Ready? Go.

Easy.

- Okay.
- All right.

Okay. Gentle, gentle.

- We're good.
- Okay.

I feel so stupid.

Don't. I'm the idiot.

I didn't ask because I never
thought you would say yes,

but you did.

But you didn't ask.

I'm asking now.

Yes, Larry.

Yes.

Aww.

Public proposals.

You know that wasn't
a proposal, by the way.

I mean me, not them.

It wasn't?

No.

Wait, were you gonna ask
me to move in with you?

Honestly, I was gonna
offer you a drawer.

A drawer?

You know, I've never seen
this side of you before.

Kicking ass and saving lives.

It's kinda hot.

You too.

Good with your hands.

Very precise.

Oh, I'm all about precision.

Thank you so much, both of you.

- Sure.
- Not a problem.

If there's anything
I or the hotel can do

to repay you, just name it.

Whoa.

Ooh, a big suite even.

Well, they said they comped the room.

Hopefully same thing
goes for the minibar.

God, I do love you.

You better.

Is Harry still on the phone with Athena?

He fell asleep halfway
through the conversation.

I told her we'd call
her back in the morning.

I'm sorry about before.

Dropping that on you the way that I did.

Well, I'm sorry too.

I wanna help, Michael. Just tell me how.

Harry never knew my father.

He died before we could tell anyone

that Athena was pregnant.

It was a... ha...

massive stroke.

He collapsed working on someone's yard.

Must've been a hard time.

Oh yeah.

But when we found out
we were having a boy?

Man.

I wanted to be excited.

But I... I could only
think about my father

and how my son would never know him.

How he would never meet the
man who made me who I am.

Now, you know Athena.
She had all the answers.

Of course.

She said that we would
name our son Harry.

Mm.

After his grandfather.

And that we would talk about him

and our son would know him

even without having met him.

And he does.

The way he talks about your father

and the trips to this place,

you've kept him alive for Harry.

And that's why I brought you here.

I have had 18 years with my daughter.

I have watched her grow

into an amazing, strong young woman.

Mm-hmm.

But my son...

He's still a boy.

Oh, man.

I wanna be there with him.

I wanna see him grow up.

And I don't know if I will be.

It's just... if something happens to me,

I need someone.

I need you

to help keep me and my
father alive for him.

I will do that.

You ordered room service.

With candles.

Well, we never got to have
our candlelight dinner.

Candlelight breakfast will do just fine.

Yeah.

So how did it go?

Well, we communed with
nature, planted a tree,

and ate s'mores under the stars.

- Sounds like you had fun.
- We did.

Just about to head out,
so we'll probably be home

by the time you're off shift.

How's Michael doing?

He's good.

We'll see you soon.

Where were you all night?

None of your business.

You should've called. I was worried.

Well, you know,

I took Maddie out to talk and things...

What?

Ignited.

So? How'd it go last night?

I need details.

Well, there was a
pelvic splint involved.

Kinky.

It seems like there's a big
police presence here today.

- What's up?
- Uh, scheduled sit-alongs.

It's on the calendar,
not that you ever read it.

Well, I don't have to. I have you.

Wha... Jamal, have you
been here all night?

No, just feels like I was.

- Hey.
- Hi.

I'm just clocking in.

Were there any problems getting
out of the hotel this morning?

- 100% comped as promised.
- Perfect.

Just like everything else last night.

Yeah, we should get done up
and paint the town more often.

Oh, I don't know.

My favorite part didn't
involve fancy clothes.

Or any clothes at all?

- Morning, Maddie.
- Morning.

Okay, so this conversation

is officially not safe for work.

- I really should go.
- Okay.

Call me after your shift.

Oh, and I was thinking

maybe we could, like,
go to Wi Spa after work.

I'm going to have you do
a sit-along with Maddie.

Maddie, this is Officer Brown.
He's going to be shadowing you

to see how we work at the call center.

Hi, handsome.

See any good movies lately?

Maddie?

Stay calm.

- End the call.
- What's going on?

I can hear stuff. Maddie?

Carefully.

Hello, Maddie, are you there?

- Did I lose you?
- I love you, Howie.

Ladies and gentlemen...

Get up. Get up.

We are taking control of this facility.

Do not move,

or you will be shot.

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