All language subtitles for 911 Lone Star S02E10

What up, roomie!

- Hey, Mateo.
- Hey, dude.

What are you guys doing?

It's just a little jam sesh.

Get in. We could use
someone on the bongos.

I don't want to play the bongos.

Then grab a porterhouse.
I grilled 'em up myself.

Where?

On the stove top.

How'd you get that sear
on the stove top?

I adjusted the regulator thing outside,

so now we get pro-grade heat
on these burners.

Hey, did I tell you guys
I was thinking about starting

my own ghost kitchen on the apps?

- Oh, dude, that'd be sick.
- Right?

So sick. Listen, I just
did a 24-hour shift.

Can you guys call it a night?

- I need some sleep.
- Oh, I thought you said

Captain America didn't need sleep.

Damn!

Even he needs at least two hours
of undisturbed sleep.

Which is more than
I've gotten in months.

What's that smell?

- You guys smell that?
- It's my char.

It's my char!

Dude, it's gas!

Tell me you sealed
the connector to the stove.

- What?
- Should I have?

It's leaking gas, dude.
There's too much pressure.

- Everybody out now.
- We got to get out of here!

Come on. Let's go. Let's go.

You guys go to the courts.
I'm gonna shut off the gas.

You know you could have blown us all up?

Those connectors for the stove
aren't designed for that much

- gas pressure to come into the house.
- My bad.

That is the last time
I mess with one of those

three beers deep.

Okay, I'm sorry we were being tools.

It's all good.

I mean, as long as nobody
left an open flame going,

we're fine.

- Uh-oh.
- What?

You know how you keep asking me

not to leave incense burning in my room?

Oh, no.

I need new friends.

- We clear?
- Yeah.

- Clock an inch to your right.
- Ooh!

My right.

Sorry.

Hope this isn't how you
handle patients in the field.

Well, Nancy has a much better
sense of direction than you do.

Oh, okay.

Let's just put this down here...

before we do any structural damage.

Are you sure you're
all right with having

my exercise bike in the
middle of your dining room?

It's our dining room now, TK.

Well, I do believe
this is the last of it.

Dad, what is that?

Eh, just a little housewarming
present for you guys.

Captain Strand, you
didn't have to do that.

It's Owen, and yes, yes,
I did. Go on, open it.

- Oh, my God.
- Huh? Huh?

- Is this Marlon Blendo?
- Mm-hmm.

- Dad, we-we can't accept this.
- Well, you better, 'cause

I'm not driving over here
every morning to make you

your peanut butter banana smoothies.

Besides, your mom left me
hers, so I'm gonna take it.

I hereby bequeath to you...

Marlon Blendo.

Thank you. This is, this is everything.

Hey, you got tools? 'Cause I
can, uh, prep this pull-up bar.

No way, sir.

You already spent your entire
Sunday with us moving in.

Dad, Carlos can handle himself.

He's very handy.

All right, well, you guys probably have

some celebrating to do, and, uh,
I'll just moonwalk out of here.

Thanks for all your help,
Captain Strand.

Owen.

Dad.

Are you sure you're okay with this?

I'm more than okay with it.

I mean, for you.

Are you gonna be okay?

You know, with everything
that happened with Mom

and how that went down.

And now me, and you have
that cancer surgery coming up.

It's just an outpatient thing.

It's not an outpatient thing, Dad.

You're gonna be recuperating
for, like, a week or two.

I... I don't like that you're
going through that alone.

I won't be alone.

Got Buttercup.

Buttercup?

Buttercup, time for dinner.

Buttercup, come get your chow!

Dog got out again. I found
him with my labradoodle.

Frank, you're a lifesaver.

You digging under that fence
again to go play with Bella?

He was doing a lot more than
playing... he's fixed, right?

Better not be any puppies
on the way, Owen.

Because if there are...

I'm confident Buttercup
will do the right thing.

Yeah, thanks a lot, Frank.

When they tell you
those puppies are yours,

don't you believe them.

? You made me cry... ?

You kids enjoy.

? Goodbye... ?

Are you sure you're not on drugs, Keith?

No unmedicated person should
like working here this much.

I like making people happy.

And ice cream makes people happy.

Oh, great, the lacrosse-holes.

Hey, don't call them that...
they're my friends.

They're not your friends, Keith.

They just want you to
hook them up with freebies.

What up, Big K?

Donovan, hey! Uh, great win last night.

Thanks, man. We really missed
you at the party, though.

Oh, uh, nobody told me where it was.

Man, that sucks.

Hey, you guys still doing
friends discount here?

Sure. Yeah, yeah.

What can I, uh, hook you up with?

That's my dog right there.

Okay, I'm gonna need,
uh, three chocolate bombs,

strawberry shortcake and a sweet cream.

Sweet cream machine's on the fritz.

Freezes up.

Yeah, we're not supposed to use it.

Come on, Big K.

I mean, sweet cream's for Miley.

? Ain't that a shame... ?

Be a legend.

Um...

Uh... what are friends for?

- Uh, right?
- That's my dog right there.

? You're the one to blame ?

No... Dang it!

Told you.

It's jammed.

Uh, no worries, no worries.

I know how to fix this. I just need...

uh, a little hot water.

Okay, bud.

Just one second.

? You made me cry... ?

This should, uh, get it moving.

That is a terrible idea.

It's entropy, baby.

? Ain't that a shame... ?

Ow! Ow!

Ow! Ow, ow, ow! I'm stuck!

I think the scooper's
stuck in the blade!

Okay, okay, I got you, okay?

- I'm gonna push the blade back.
- Okay.

- Ow! Ow!
- Can you get loose?

No! No, no, no!

- It's crushing me!
- Now?

All right, TikTok squad.

It's an active rescue, so beat feet.

That's boomer for "get
the hell out of here!"

Okay, we got it now. Thank you
so much. Okay, it's all right.

We're here now. Captain Vega's
gonna take good care of you.

- Hey, what's your name?
- Sh-Sheila.

Hi, Sheila. TK?

Take her vitals, hook
her up to the LifePak.

How's your pain?

I think I broke my arm.

I can't feel anything. I'm really cold.

Understandable, honey.
We're gonna get you

out of here as soon as we can.

She's not hypothermic.

Heart rate's at 110. She's a
little tachycardiac but stable.

All right, so what do
you think, Captain?

We're gonna have to cut
her out. Mateo, bring

the K-970, the, uh, grinder
and a couple turnouts.

Are those scumbags

seriously trying to turn that
poor kid into a meme right now?

Yeah, they don't get a lot of
empathy points, that's for sure.

Oh, that's it... I'm gonna
put a stop to this.

Mm-mm.

They're gonna put a cast
on you at the hospital.

But, all things considered,

- you were pretty lucky.
- Pretty stupid.

This is all my fault. Sheila was right.

Those guys don't care about me.

The letterman jacket paparazzi?

What gave it away?

All I wanted was for them
to like me, you know?

All I wanted was some friends.

Seems to me like you already have one.

From what I saw, she stuck her hand

in a meat grinder for you.

All right, this is gonna spark.
Might even hurt a little, okay?

- Okay.
- This will protect your eyes, okay?

- Keep your head down.
- Okay.

Grinder?

Uh, she's still stuck in there.

Okay, maybe if we push the cylinder.

You pull, I push, nice and easy.

Easy, easy, easy.

Okay. Okay.

TK, get the saline ready
to irrigate the wound.

Keep going, keep going, keep going.

Okay, I'm clear.

It's an arterial bleed.

All right, help me
get her on the gurney.

Captain Strand, hand me the tourniquet.

TK, start a line, run it wide open.

We need to get some fluids
into her before she bleeds out.

I blew the vein.

There's nothing in her AC.

Her veins are collapsing.
Uh, pressure's dropping, Cap.

She's in hypovolemic shock.
We have to try another way.

TK, the IO Drill.

We're going straight
into the bone marrow.

Hold her still.

Cap, she's crashing.

- Run it wide open.
- Come on, Sheila, hang on.

She's going back into normal sinus.

There you go. Hey, girl.

You made quite a mess.

Friends discount for life.

I'm gonna hold you to that.

I told you they suck.

Y-Yes, they do.

So, do I call it "Bloody Sundae"
or "Arms � la Mode"?

I mean, who...

Trying to go viral, right?

Yeah. That's the plan.

Um, good news, my girl FireFox
can help you out with that.

Yeah, I got five million
friends on here.

And they're about to find out
what kind of friends you are.

Check it out.

Hey, gang, it's your girl FireFox.

Check out these sweethearts.

So busy enjoying somebody getting maimed

that they didn't realize
I was filming them.

Well, uh, you can't post that.

Really? 'Cause I-I already did.

Ooh. Congrats, you guys.

You're blowing up.

- You are cold-blooded.
- Don't ever forget it.

- Hey, Dad.
- Hey, good night, son.

You have any dinner plans?

Carlos is making his
grandma's ropa vieja

and thought you might want to join us.

Oh, that's very generous.

No, I-I'm...

up to my neck in, uh, incident reports.

No worries. Maybe next time.

- Good night, Dad.
- Good night.

Probie.

Hey! Probie.

Mateo?

- Mateo.
- Oh! Okay...

Cap... Sorry, I was just,
uh, resting between sets.

That was a hell of a rest.

Yeah, I...

I was doing, like, this
high-intensity circuit training.

- It wiped me out.
- Mateo, please stop lying,

because you're terrible at it.

- Sure thing.
- Why are you sleeping in the gym?

Well, because the B-shift
kicked me out the bunk room.

Ah. Yeah, well...

Same thing happened to me.
I got kicked out of my office.

That's not cool. Wait, why
aren't you going home?

Why aren't you going home?

Things kind of blew up on me there.

Did you have a fight
with your roommates?

I mean literally blew up on me.

- Gas explosion.
- Why didn't you tell anybody?

Because it's humiliating.

A firefighter whose house exploded

when his idiot roommate
messed with the gas line?

I mean, how does that sound to you?

- Like you need new roommates.
- Yeah, well, if you know

someone looking for one, let me know.

Actually, I do.

You do?

- Mm-hmm.
- Oh, thank God,

because I am desperate here.

Who?

You're looking at him.

Whoa.

- Hey, hey, what are you doing?
- I'm stretching my legs.

I'm trying to. No, I'm okay. I just...

got to get to the, uh, table.

Thank you.

Okay, okay, okay. I got you, baby.

Right here, right here.

- Just...
- No, I'm...

Mm-mm. I said I'm good. Thank you, Judd.

- See? No big deal. I'm good.
- Yeah, well...

look, remember what the doctor told you.

You know, between everything you
been through and being pregnant,

you can get dizzy or
light-headed in a hurry, so...

I can't forget. I'm throwing up
in the bathroom every morning.

Well, speaking of that, I
put those crackers you like

over there by the couch,
and there's a cooler

that's stocked with ginger ale.

There's a trash can over there,
so you ain't got to get up.

That's very thoughtful, dear. Thank you.

Also, uh, those would probably
go down a little easier

with some water.

You're as tough as they
come, ain't you, girl?

But you should know better by now

than to be trying to get
around without a hand.

I mean, what-what if,
what if you have a spasm

or what if you fall?

I mean, you're going
back to work today, Judd.

I figured it was time I, you know,

stood on my own two feet.

That's nonsense.

That's what, now?

I... I'm sorry, but
you-you've got a walker

that you refuse to use.

And your mom called again this morning.

Your-your parents are dying to come

take care of you while I'm on shift.

They're chomping at the bit.

I told her, and I'm telling you, okay?

I don't need anybody to hover over me.

All right? The-the Lord helps
those who help themselves.

Ain't that how it go?

Well, y-you know that that
ain't even in the Bible, right?

Yeah, I-I didn't say it was.

Listen, I'm a big girl.

I-I can take care of myself, okay?

Yeah, I-I know that you,
I know that you can.

I'm just saying,

if you need anything,
if you have a craving,

if you, if you start feeling peaked,

if you drop the damn remote, you call.

I'll be fine.

Also, Mrs. Minch, uh, up the street,

I talked to her... she said
she's gonna be around.

- If anything happens, if you need somebody, just...
- Thank you so much, Judd.

I love you. I promise
I do. Please go to work.

I love you, too.

Now, the secret to perfect oatmeal

is a dash of salt and a tiny
scoop of chunky peanut butter.

Mm, what if you're not a fan of chunky?

Oh, you will be.

Hey, probie, just in time.

How about a bowl of oats
and chunky peanut butter?

Please don't say "chunky".

Dude, you look tore up.

- I had a rough night.
- Oh, yeah?

Roommates pressuring you into
making bad decisions again?

- More like roommate.
- I keep telling you,

you need to start standing
up to those people.

Yeah? You try standing up to Cap.

He's a force of nature.

Cap? Like, our cap?

Wait a minute, you moved
in with Captain Strand?

- Bro, when did this happen?
- Two days ago.

I thought I'd finally get some rest.

I was wrong.

Did you get settled in?

This is pretty much all that survived.

- Wow.
- You sure it's gonna be cool with TK?

Me crashing in his room?

It's not his room anymore.
It's the guest room.

So he will be fine
'cause you are my guest.

Okay. Well, a-again, I-I
really appreciate it, Cap.

I promise it won't be for long.

As long as you need.

All right, well, good night, Cap.

Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa. Probie.

The night is young. We have
24 hours to our next shift.

This is Casa Strand.

It's half past tequila time.

- You have a tequila time?
- Yeah.

It's when there's no one in this house

who's pregnant or in recovery.

Here, check this out.
Five-year waiting list.

The agave they use, it's grown
in one place in the world,

in a volcano in Jalisco.

You can practically taste the magma.

Yeah, I feel like I've had
enough magma for a year.

Ah, come on, man. Just one.

One shot. Just one shot.

Okay.

Long as it's just one.

- Ah.
- ? Tequila ?

So I say,

"Sure, but I wouldn't want
to limbo under your bar".

Mm?

? Are you reelin' in the years? ?

Oh, snap.

This is my jam right here!

Oh, come on. You don't know Steely Dan.

My dad used to bump this all
the time when I was young.

- No way.
- I'm all about that yacht rock.

No, no, no, no. I am
all about the yacht rock.

- Do you have a yacht?
- No!

Neither did we!

That actually sounds like fun, though.

Yeah, it is, until Cap gets hammer-time.

Then he turns into an oversharer.

I'm-a give you some advice, probie.

You listening?

- Mm-hmm. To the both of you.
- Good.

Good, 'cause you should
hear this in stereo.

Never...

ever get too comfortable.

Okay? You hear me?

- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
- You looking at me?

Because everything could
be taken away from you

- like that.
- Mm-hmm.

I know. My house blew up.

Yes. Exactly.

Same.

I mean, but in a different way.

Good.

'Cause then we'd both be
looking for a place to crash.

And things were going so great.

After that crappy year we all had,

things were really looking up.

And then...

Well, at least you got your health.

- Do I?
- Mm-hmm.

Can I tell you a secret?

I don't think so.

So...

I was supposed to get
this last cancer surgery,

and I canceled it.

You canceled it?

Why?

Just didn't seem like the right time.

So I pushed it.

TK thinks I rescheduled it,

but I didn't, so...

Shh.

Cap canceled his cancer surgery?

Wait, probie, are you
sure you weren't just

drunk-dreaming or something?

Because I cannot get my head around

Cap doing something so flat-out dumb.

No, I'm telling you, it was real, okay?

The man's depressed.

And given the shape that
he was in last night,

- I'd be surprised if he showed up to work today.
- Hey.

Paul, Marjan. Roomie.

What are you guys talking about?

Just about the, uh,
situation at my house.

Craziest story, right?

Yeah, to-totally crazy, Cap. Just...

Crazy.

What happened at your house?

Oh, it blew up.

Hey, look who's back on duty.

Hey, T.

We missed you around here, Juddy.

Well, I missed being here.
And, uh, thank you for

all the meal deliveries
these past few weeks.

That was all Charles and the girls.

But I can tell you that a
lot of love went into them.

Yeah, we could taste it.

First day back. How you feeling?

I feel good, you know.
I'm-I'm, uh, rip-rarin' to go.

Oh. Yeah, you're worried sick
about your wife, aren't you?

You don't know the half of it.

I mean, Grace has never
asked for help her whole life,

and she made it very clear
that she ain't gonna start now.

All right, well, you're
checking up on her, right?

- Every other minute.
- And she always responds?

With the patience of a saint.

Then do not worry.

Unless you have something
to worry about.

Besides, if she's anything like I was

early in my pregnancy, she won't stray

more than ten feet from
that couch unless she has to.

Yeah.

Ma'am?

Would you like a hand?

You're very kind. I'm just...

I'm just picking up a few things.

Are you sure? I'm happy to help.

I'm sure. Thank you, sir.

- Well, you have a good day.
- You, too.

Oh, no.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

_

Grace... you got this.

You are gonna get your butt up,

and you are gonna drive home.

Okay.

Oh... one, two, three.

Okay, no, no. Okay, no, no.

Honey... are you all right?

Yes, ma'am, I'm just...

I'm enjoying the fresh air, that's all.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm totally fine. Thank you.

Oh, okay, then. Well, you take care.

You, too.

And I think your ice cream is melting.

How the hell did he get up there?

Dormers are sealed. Our
best guess is the boy

- squeezed out an attic vent.
- Brave kid.

Just stay where you are, baby.
They're gonna help get you down.

Tell them to go away. I
don't want to come down.

Captain Strand, this is Whitney.

Her son Shawn is on the roof.

Hey, hi. How you doing? Hey,
has he ever done this before?

No, but he's never been
this upset before.

Today's his birthday.

I invited the whole neighborhood,
but no one showed up.

We're new in town.

He took it really hard.

All right, well, we're
gonna get him down.

My team here is the
best in the business.

Thank you.

I don't know, probie.
I've been watching him

like a hawk all day.

If the man's depressed, he sure has

an amazing poker face.

He does have an amazing poker face.

Wait, who y'all talking about?

- Who's depressed now?
- Cap. Mateo got wasted

with him last night, and
apparently, he spilled his guts

about being super sad.

126, you're on an open channel.

Excuse me.

All right, Strickland,
take off your gear.

- I'm going up.
- Why?

Because I'm the captain.
I get to do what I want.

And for those of you who are wondering,

I am not sad, I am not depressed,

despite what some blabbermouth
might have told you.

Hey, Shawn.

My name's Owen. How you doing?

Leave me alone.

Well, I wish I could, buddy.

Your mom's worried about
you, and I promised her

I'd bring you down.

I don't want to go down.

All right, well, we don't have
to do it right this minute,

but I got to put this on you
to keep you safe, okay?

Hands up. There you go.

Hey.

- You mind if I join you?
- I don't care.

Yeah, this is pretty great.

I guess.

Man, I get it.

Sometimes you just want to be alone.

I'm always by myself.

No one even came to my birthday party.

I have no friends.

I don't think that's true.

It is.

Well, your mom told me
you just moved here.

You'll make friends.

I just think you got
to give it a minute.

No. I don't want any friends.

Friends suck.

Well, there's some truth
to that, I'm not gonna lie.

Sometimes friends are more
trouble than they're worth.

If they're not nagging you to your face,

they're talking about
you behind your back,

or forming little cabals.

And two shots of premium tequila,

and they're betraying confidences.

I think I want to go down now.

Okeydokey. Let's go.

Oh, Tommy, I'm so happy to see you.

- Thank you for coming, friend.
- Of course, honey.

How long have you been sitting here?

About six hours, give or take.

You waited six hours to call?

Does Judd know you're here?

Well, I didn't want to bug him
while he was on shift, Tommy.

Gracie...

- All right, let's check you out.
- I'm okay.

Are you having any trouble breathing?

- No.
- No? Any chest pain?

All right.

Where does it hurt?

My legs. My back.

- Ego's pretty busted.
- Mm. Well,

at least you didn't go
hungry, which is good,

'cause you can't take these
on an empty stomach.

- They'll help with the pain and relax your muscles.
- Uh...

But, Tommy, this is not
gonna hurt the baby?

- No.
- All right.

But you could have.
Stressing your body like this?

Girl, come on. What were you thinking?

I really wanted some rocky road.

- Really bad.
- Oh, uh-huh.

There's an app for that.

Or you could have called
your parents or Charles.

Tommy, I don't know
how to be this person.

You are the same person, Gracie.

You just can't do the same things.

And you won't be able
to, not for a while.

Well, way to give a pep talk, T.

Yeah. You know, I know.

Right? People expect women,
especially Black women,

to just be on it 24/7.

Handle your husband,
your-your household, your job

like a boss all day, every day.

But God only gave us
this... this one body.

And as much as you and I hate
to admit it, we are human.

Gracie, asking for help doesn't
mean that you're weak.

It means you're wise.

And what are you doing?

I'm driving you home.

That pill I gave you

should relax your muscles
enough to move again

- by the time we get there.
- What? Tommy!

What about your car?

I will rideshare.

See, I know how to use my apps.

You're a good friend, Tommy Vega.

We got each other's backs.

Yeah.

So does that include
not telling my husband

you found me stuck in my own back seat?

Oh, no, ma'am. I'll leave that to you.

I appreciate that.

What the...?

TK? What are you doing here?

Get up, Dad.

You seem peevish. Are you peevish?

I'm not peevish. I'm pissed.

How long you been hiding this from me?

Hiding what?

That you're depressed.

Oh, they got to you, too, huh?

Look, I am... not depressed.

When's the last time you slept
until 2:30 in the afternoon?

- It's 2:30?
- Yeah.

Grab a shower, get dressed,
meet me downstairs.

Why? We going somewhere?

TK!

TK, if you're gonna be so mysterious,

you could at least give me
some guidance on footwear.

And it's everybody.

Dad, please have a seat.

This better be somebody's birthday.

No, but mine's coming up.

No, probie, no.

Why does everybody
look like somebody died?

We're here to talk about
your emotional wellness.

Just-just please hear us out.

Okay? And know that
this is a safe space,

and there is absolutely no judgment.

Says the guy who just
lured me into an ambush.

We both know that I've been

in your chair in more than one of these.

And I know how tempting it is

to want to bristle and shut down.

I'm not bristling.

Carlos, am I bristling?

Oh, y-you seem like

you're understandably on alert, Captain.

For the love of God, just call me Owen.

All right, let's hear it. Come on.

Uh, read your opening statements.

Wait, we were supposed
to write statements?

No. Relax, probie, just
talk from the heart.

Yeah, exactly, Marjan.
Why don't you go first?

- Me?
- Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Yeah, um...

Cap.

When you brought me here from Miami,

uh, you changed my life.

And no boss has ever shown

the belief in me that you have.

And... uh...

I want you to know that

you are the best cap ever.

This is a good intervention.
I like this.

That's it?

Yeah, that's it.

Is there something
you want to say, Judd?

Yeah. Uh...

Yeah, you're depressed.

- Everybody knows it.
- I'm not depressed.

I d... I don't know where
you're all getting this.

I have nothing to be depressed about.

I'm fine.

And that's why we're worried.

Now, you were planning
for an entire future,

and it got ripped out
from right under you,

and you're "fine"?

Yeah. Because I know how
to roll with the punches.

No, you don't. You take the punches.

And then if they stop,
uh, you go find some more.

Like, you've always been

a-a "grin and bear it"
kind of guy, okay?

But I believe that
you're suffering from...

smiling depression.

Smiling depression? Is that a thing?

- It's a thing.
- It's when you use

an upbeat attitude to
mask the fact that...

you're not really
taking care of yourself.

I'm not taking care of myself?

I'm sorry, is there
anybody else in this room

who has a six-step skin care regimen?

No one takes self-care
more seriously than I do.

Then why did you cancel your surgery?

Where'd you hear that?

- Mateo.
- Where'd you hear that?

From you. When you told me.

I did not tell you,
because that is not a thing

that I would tell you.

You were pretty bombed.

Well, so were you.

So whose memory are we gonna trust?

His or mine?

Is it true or ain't it?

Yeah.

I canceled the surgery. And
it's not because I'm depressed.

And it's not because
I have some death wish.

It, uh...

You were in the hospital.

Well, you drove off of a bridge.

I was needed.

- Of course you were needed, Cap.
- Straight-up.

Always.

Dad, you need to call Dr. Jacobs
and reschedule your surgery.

- And I will.
- When? It took you months

to come around and
schedule the first one.

And the only reason you did

is because you were gonna be a father.

I was already a father.

And I will forever regret that
unfortunate choice of words.

And there were other reasons.

Volcano.

- Wildfire.
- There will always be

some sort of excuse, Dad.

Another reason for you
to kick the can down the road,

and that's what depressed people do.

What if the surgery isn't successful?

What if they, uh,

can't get it all?

Look, you're not afraid

that they're not gonna
get all the cancer.

You're afraid that they will

and you'll lose your biggest excuse

for feeling sorry for yourself.

Okay, I think we're done here.

All right, fine.

We came here to say
what we needed to say.

He's gonna do what he's going to do.

I appreciate y'all coming, though. I do.

And y-you're welcome to come anytime.

If I thought I was depressed
or I needed help,

I-I'd say so.

Probie. You don't have to leave.

Thought we were gonna hang.

Rain check, Cap? Uh, Paul said I could

crash at his place tonight. I...

I just really need some sleep.

That was depressing.

Judd.

Judd.

Hey, I'm sorry, baby.

- You all right?
- Yeah, I'm okay.

Um...

Can you help me get to
my walker, sweetheart?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, just, uh, take deep breaths.

All right, so you don't
get light-headed.

Good.

That's good. Yep.

Good, good. Good.

- Thank...
- Mm-hmm.

Okay. Okay.

Buttercup!

Really?

You ghosting me again?

Buttercup?

Buttercup?

Hey, you okay?

Oh, no.

Hey, Dad.

Oh, hey, son.

- Guys, thanks for coming.
- Of course.

Any news from the vet?

It's a, uh, serious bowel blockage,

and most likely a new tumor.

Oh, I'm so sorry, Owen.

So, what happens now?

He's getting X-rayed,
and if it is cancer again,

we're gonna have to make some decisions

about what's best for him.

But look, I-I wanted to tell you

that I'm-I'm gonna
reschedule my procedure.

I mean, I'm gonna do it today.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I mean, I kind of needed

that little kick in the ass yesterday.

- Hey.
- Buttercup?

He looks so much better.

He is better.

- So it-it was a false alarm?
- No, not exactly.

He definitely had an obstruction,
but it wasn't a tumor.

He just passed this little guy.

What is that thing?

I think it's an otter.

What about this ridiculous otter?

That is a sloth, slow tea infuser,

and she is adorable.

- It's a sloth.
- Oh.

Yeah. It belonged to my ex-wife.

We were living together again.

We've gone our separate ways now.

It's for the best.
We'll always be close.

Dad, Dad.

- So, is-is Buttercup okay?
- Yeah.

His X-rays are all clean.
He's good to go.

Thank you so much. Hey, you
are not gonna do this again.

Is that right, boy?

You know you're still getting

- that surgery, right?
- Yes.

I do, but first, we are
gonna have a party.

Attention, attention.

This is Captain Owen Strand,
Austin FD, Company 126.

Please evacuate your homes
to help us celebrate

the sixth birthday of Shawn Meyers,

and enjoy all the ice cream you can eat.

Pretty awesome idea, Dad.

Just being friendly.

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