All language subtitles for Brooklyn Nine Nine s08e10 The Last Day 2.eng

- Previously on
"Brooklyn Nine-Nine"...

- For Captain Holt and Amy's
last day,

I've been granted permission
to throw

a final non-holiday-associated
heist.

The heist is actually
going to be...

the perfect goodbye.

- What does that mean?

- That I'm leaving
the Nine-Nine.

- It's a trip
through memorable moments

from the last eight years.

- Drama, glamor,

shocking twists and turns.

The perfect goodbye
is so close, I can taste it.

- Jake!
- What's up? You okay?

- Are you quitting
the Nine-Nine?

- What?
- I found this letter

of resignation in your locker.

- Charles, I can explain.
- Don't bother.

- Wait, no, wait.
Charles, wait a second.

- Seems like someone's in the
market for a new best friend.

- Bill, I swear to God.

[upbeat music]

♪

- Amy, Amy,
we've got a problem.

Charles found out
I was leaving somehow

and he got so upset
that he ran away.

I don't know where he went and
he's not answering his phone.

- Don't you have
a tracker implanted

in his brain or something?
- Amy, I would never do that.

It's a serious
medical procedure.

Which is why I had a doctor
do it eight years ago

when they were operating on the
bullet wounds in Charles' butt.

- Smart, stick it
in his butt holes.

- Oh, I was expecting
more judgment from you.

And definitely
a different phrasing.

Anyways, I think that
the magnet suit must've

fried the tracker
so we gotta figure out

a different way to find him.

- Well, don't ask me,
he's your best friend!

- Yes, he is my best friend!

I know exactly where he is.
Here.

Guard this with your life.
I'll be right back.

- Sir, I've made
a terrible mistake.

I am sorry about your pictures

and your award
and your computer--

- And yelling that
I was wearing a wig

and then trying to tear out
my actual hair?

- No, that was a compliment!

It's so thick and full

for a man of your age.
- What?

- Let me handle this.
The truth is,

Lieutenant Jeffords acted
like an irresponsible,

insane madman.
- What?

- Yeah,
that's what I was thinking.

- But looking at this incident

from a different angle,

it shows why he'll make
a great captain.

He's here before you

owning his mistake.

When I started
at the Nine-Nine,

I felt I had to be seen
as infallible.

But he taught me

the importance
of being seen as human.

He made me a better leader.

And you would be a fool
not to make him a captain.

- Terry's touched.

- Yes, powerful words.

As are these:

happy heisting, suckas!
both: What?

- Oh, you were right,
this was a wig.

Ow.

both: No!

- Hey, can I talk to you?
I have a question.

- Is it will I ever forgive you
for betraying me

and abandoning me in a car?

- No, I have no questions
about that interaction.

It was funny and I'm pleased
with how it played out.

This isn't about the heist.

What did you think about, um,

me and Pimento as a couple?

- Oh, uh, I don't know.

You guys always made me
a little uncomfortable.

There weren't a lot
of boundaries.

- Is this about that time
we smashed in your car?

- You did? Which car?

- All of them.
And once in your dad's Miata.

My point is,
when Adrian and I broke up,

something felt off.

I think it's 'cause
I wasn't out yet

so I couldn't really
be myself with anyone.

But I don't know,
I always thought

we would end up together.

And now he's going away and--

ugh, this is stupid.
- It's not stupid.

You gotta tell him
how you feel.

- He's already at the airport

and he doesn't own a phone.

I'll never make it in time.
- Yes, you will!

Another surprise reveal.

- I mean,
we knew you were around.

- I watched you enter.

- Nope, you were both shocked.

Come on, I'll give you a ride
to the airport.

- I mean,
that's nice but traffic.

- Oh, sweet Rosa.

There's no such thing
as traffic

when you're driving
in an armored truck.

- Okay, let's do this.

- I already have my keys.

Ooh, yet another
surprise reveal.

♪

- Hey, bud.

- How'd you know where I was?

- Because this is
where you had to be

because this
is where it happened.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Sorry to drag you in
on the weekend.

- Oh, it's fine,
I don't mind

spending a few hours
with my best friend.

I shouldn't have said that.

It was too soon.
- No.

Charles,

you're my best friend too.

- Hey, guys.

I found another leg!
- Oh, how gross!

I forgot that we wore
those fashion scarves

for like a month that year.

- I still think they worked.
- No.

- Oh, Jake, I can't
believe you're leaving.

I mean, it's not
the Nine-Nine without you.

- I know,
but Rosa's already gone

and Holt and Amy
are moving on too.

- Is that why
you're doing this?

To fit in with that crowd?

- Charles, I just want
to be there for Mac.

- I get that,
but this whole thing

is just taking me by surprise.

I don't know
if I can come in to work

and do this job without you.
- Are you kidding me?

I mean, maybe the you of nine
years ago couldn't handle it,

but you're not
that person anymore.

You used to live in your
ex-wife's husband's basement

and date 75-year-olds and now

you've got your own house
and Genevieve and Nikolaj.

- Nikolaj.
- Nikolaj.

- Nikolaj.
- Nikolaj.

- Nikolaj.
- Why don't you

just call him Nick?
- Nik.

- All right, now you're
ruining the moment.

- Copy that.
- Look,

whether we work together
or not, we're always gonna be

best friends and partners.
- Right.

Life partners.
- Best friends.

And the only reason
I didn't tell you sooner

is because I wanted it
to be a surprise

that the whole heist's
actually a setup

so that I can throw
the perfect goodbye.

- I love that!

- The plan was lure everyone
to the Brooklyn Bridge

and give you all gifts.

So, here's yours.
- Oh!

- The dummy tubes just unscrew.

- Okay.

The most recent issue of
"Fancy Brudgom" magazine?

- You know how you always
wanted them to do

a Fancy Bedste Venner
feature on us?

- Yeah, but that's just
for the fanciest best friends.

- Turn to page 63.
- Oh, my God, you didn't.

You did!
We're Fancy Bedste Venners!

- We're Fancy Bedste Venners!

both:
We're Fancy Bedste Venners!

- Hey, great news,
the perfect goodbye is back on

and we have a new teammate.

- Really?
What even is "our team?"

Because I know
you gave me a dummy tube.

- Ah, and did you find
what was inside of it?

- Yeah, an egg.
- And do you know

why I gave you an egg?
- 'Cause eggs suck

and you're still mad
about that one time

I beat you at Mario Kart?
- It was beginner's luck!

Just--open it.

- A necklace
with a little binder on it?

- It has three tiny tabs.

One for me, one for you,
and one for Mac.

- Aw!

It really bothers me
that they're not alphabetical

but I assume
that it's functional

and I can correct them?
- It is and you can.

- Then I love it
and I'll treasure it forever.

Now tell me where
the real tube is, you bastard!

- I'm sorry, Ames,
but I can't do that.

You've done your part.
Now, it's time to sit back

and enjoy the rest of the show.
- You're cutting me out?

This is about you wanting
fireworks, isn't it?

- Oh, Amy, it's about
so much more than that.

It's one million percent

just about the fireworks.
- Those look very dangerous.

- No, it'll be fine.
We're not gonna be

anywhere near when it goes off.

You control the whole thing
from your phone.

- How do you know
when it's armed?

- The red light
starts blinking.

- Like that one?
- Uh-oh, uh, uh--

you know what?
This is okay, this is okay.

I can just turn it off
using the app.

"Set up your profile first?"
Why?

How many times am I gonna
use a fireworks app?

- It started counting down!
- Name, email.

"Select the squares
with stop signs in them?"

- Okay, Jake, we gotta go!

- Is a stop light a stop sign?

Charles, is a stop light
a stop sign?

- I don't know,
they both require full stops!

Jake, come on!
- All right, I'm in.

No, "username already taken?"

Who would want to use "Jake?"

[countdown beeping]

Oh, no.

- Oh, my God.

You're awake.

I can't believe it,
you're actually awake.

- Hey.

Wait a minute.

What's going on?
I gotta get back to the heist.

- No, the heist?

Jake, you've been in a coma

for seven years.

[dramatic music]

- What?
[beep]

.

- What do you mean
I've been in a coma?

- A firework
hit you in the head.

It caused a destabilizing
brain injury.

- Oh, my God.

Is Charles okay?
- Yes.

He survived the explosion,

but he blamed himself
for what happened to you

so he left New York.

He's actually the sheriff
of a small town in Arizona.

The town is so small he also
has to be the school principal.

- Okay, that's weird.

- It's actually very funny.

And surprisingly heartwarming.

- Wait, no. No, no, no.

This--this isn't
really happening.

I'm dreaming.

And because this is a dream,
I'm in control.

You know who's gonna walk
through that door right now?

Bruce Willis.

- Jake, you woke up!
- No! Teddy?

Amy, why is
your ex-boyfriend here?

- Oh, you haven't
told him yet, babe?

- Uh.
- Babe?

He called you babe.
What's going on?

- I'm sorry,
I know this is a lot.

- No.
- But the last seven years

have been really hard.
Raising Mac on my own,

never knowing
if you would wake up,

and Teddy was
a great friend to me.

And a couple years ago,

we went on a trip.
- It's not her fault.

We were both seduced
by the city of Tampa.

- I can't believe this.
You replaced me with Teddy?

- I could never
replace you, Jake.

I just wanted Mac to have
a father figure in his life.

I come over
and we watch sports.

We are obsessed
with college swimming.

- Hey, doc, can you put me
back in the coma?

- You're agitated,
that's normal.

Tell me how you're feeling.
Pain?

- I mean, just the pain
of learning

that my wife is married
to another man.

- Oh, we're not married.

I'm just here
for Amy physically.

- That's worse!

- Okay, let's do
some cognitive tests.

How good is your memory
from before the accident?

Do you remember the fireworks?
- Yeah, I remember everything.

I remember the whole heist,

going to find Charles,
the magnet suits.

- Do you remember
where you hid the tube?

- Yeah, inside the fake baby.

- Thanks, babe.

- Oh, no.
It's not the future, is it?

- No, it's only been
about 40 minutes?

And this isn't a real hospital.

- You Mission: Impossibled me!

Oh, I'm so happy you're not
having sex with Teddy!

[wheezing laugh]

- Damn it, we're locked in.

Who are you working with,
you coward?

- I didn't do anything.

I bet this was
all Santiago's plan.

She's making a play
for the tube.

She knew you hid it
at Doggy Daycare.

- How do you know her plan?

- Since I wasn't part
of the heist,

people were sloppy around me
with their secrets.

I know everything.

For instance,
I know the real tube

is inside that creepy,
fake baby doll.

- Why didn't you tell me
this earlier?

- I was trying to be respectful

of the heisting process,

but that was before
I got screwed over.

- Well, your intel is of no use

since we're locked in here.

Unless you smash your
gigantic body through the wall.

- I am not the Kool-Aid Man!
- Okay.

- I am more than my muscles
and I can prove it.

All the locks in this building
have a magnetic release

in case of a fire.

If we can overload
the circuit, they'll unlock.

We just need to connect

the positive terminal
of one outlet...

[grunts]
To the negative of the other,

using this circuit board
and a low-resistance wire.

Luckily, I came prepared.

- Do suspenders
conduct electricity?

Oh, the gold thread!

- Now, we are about
to overload the circuit.

[electricity zapping]

- Bing pot.

- When did you have time
to build all this?

- Oh, I had it prefabbed
months ago,

and I set it up while
you were looking for Charles.

- You planted the resignation
letter in my locker

so Charles would find it.
- Yep.

And then I knew you'd wanna
show off the fireworks.

The fireworks that I sold you.
- You're Kristaps?

- Gah, I got to stop
falling for that.

But wait, if everything
was fake, what knocked me out?

[timer beeping rapidly]
Oh, no.

- What are you doing?
- I know, Charles,

but there's something
I have to tell you, okay?

I locked Charles
in a supply closet.

- I have but two things
to say to you.

One: thank you.

I've always wanted
to be chloroformed.

And, two: how dare you?

- Sorry, babe.

But I play to win.
- Gah!

That was super cool.

I hate how attracted
I am to you right now!

- That worked so well.

On to phase two.

Thanks for doing that, Teddy.

I'm really glad that
we could be friends again.

- Of course.
I'll always be here for you.

Which is why
I have a question to ask.

- Oh, no.
- Amy Santiago,

will you marry--
- No!

I am married to Jake.

- And I'm married to Elizabeth.
It's perfect.

Plus, you just betrayed him.

You guys are obviously
having issues.

- No, I only betrayed him
to pull off my secret plan.

I am throwing him
the perfect goodbye

and it has to be a surprise.
- Fine.

But if you think
I'm just gonna sit around

and wait for you
change your mind...

you're right.

I will be parked outside
for two more hours.

- Hello?

Hello? Is there anyone here?

Mlepnos?
- No.

- What? Yeah.

You played violin
at my wedding.

You're Mlepnos!
- No, my name is Jerry.

Jerry Barfralatistan.
- What?

It doesn't matter.
I need your help.

Can you please hand me
the keys that are down there?

Yeah, yeah, yes.

- Thank you, I love keys.

- Oh--
- And this is for you.

[soft chirping]
- What?

- As they say in my country,
a chicky for a key.

- Right.

- And what country
is that again?

- Honolulu.
- Okay.

You know, if it's all the same,

I'd really just rather
have the key.

- You no want chicky?

I don't want key.
- Oh, perfect.

Yes! Thank you, Mlepnos.

- No, it's Jerry...
Barkakanatsan.

- I feel like maybe
you said it a little different

the first time.

There you are,
my cheating my wife!

Give me the tube.
- I don't have it.

The baby's empty.
You lied to me!

- I'm not the liar,
you're the liar.

I put a tracker in the tube
so I know you've hidden it

somewhere in this--nope,
you were telling the truth,

it's on the move.
Someone else has it.

It doesn't matter
what you do, Ames,

you're not gonna
ruin this for me.

- Sorry, Jake,
but I'm afraid I have to.

You'll thank me later.
- Wait, what does that mean?

- I know what it means!
[both shout]

I heard you talking to Teddy

outside the supply closet
you locked me in.

- Damn it! How did you get out?

[soft chirping]
- [gasps] Mlepnos.

- Amy's throwing you
the perfect goodbye.

- Over my dead butt crack,
she is.

Although, thank you,
that was a very nice thought.

Now drive!

♪

- Go, go, go!

- They're going for the tube.
Follow them.

- What are you doing, Scully?

- Everybody left the precinct

and I was scared to be alone.

- Come on!

Pull over, we're here!

[tires screech]

Okay, according to the tracker
it's close.

Let's just agree
that we're gonna pick it up

and head
to the Brooklyn Bridge.

- Yeah, I agree.
That you can suck it!

We will end up at Shaw's,

which is actually
a meaningful final location.

[tires screech, horn honks]

- Are we too late?
Did you get the tube?

- No, it's somewhere
in this building.

Brooklyn Storage Solutions.

- Wait a second.
- I know this place.

- Yes, this is
where we worked

our first case
with Captain Holt.

- That's right,
it's a meaningful location.

Tonight is my victory lap.

I planned the perfect goodbye.

- You have gotta be
kidding me.

.

- You see, the whole heist
was a ruse

for the perfect goodbye
I planned.

- I mean,
it wasn't that perfect.

A real perfect goodbye
would've had--

- Sentimental gifts
for everyone?

- Damn it!
Just tell us how you did it.

- Everything hinged
on Jeffords.

I needed him
to drop out of the heist

so he'd have access
to everyone's secrets,

which is why I set up
a fake interview for him.

- You were working
with Williams?

But he locked us in his office.

- Which was critical to me
gaining your trust

so you'd tell me
where the tube was hidden.

- Terry's reeling.
- Armed with that information,

I texted Kevin
who retrieved the tube

and handed it off to a person
who lured you all here

and that person was a dog

and that dog was Cheddar.

- Hold up.
That big speech about

how I'd make a great captain,
that was all a lie?

- No, no,
I meant every word of it.

In fact,
it's exactly what I said

to the real Williams
two weeks ago.

It's part of the reason
he decided to make you...

the new captain
of the Nine-Nine.

- Wait, what?
Is this fake too?

Y'all need to cut the [bleep]
and be honest with me.

This is my life
we're talking about.

- You want to know
if it's real?

Open your gift and find out.

- A bag of fish?
- What? No.

It's supposed to be
your captain's bars.

- The fish
are my present to Scully.

They're the kind that eat
the dead skin off your feet.

- Ooh, they're gonna have
a feast tonight.

- But wait,
if that's not Terry's bars,

what's in the real tube?

Wireless headphones?
- They're AirPods.

They're my gift for everyone.
- What?

But you told me
not to get people AirPods!

You said everyone
already has headphones!

- Yeah,
so you wouldn't buy them

and I would get all the glory.
- Wow.

- Great gift, Amy.
- Come on!

- But if I don't have
the winning tube, who does?

- I do.

- Yet another surprise
reveal again.

- So, my plan was simple.

The best way to win
is to sit back,

watch everyone else,
and then choose your moment.

But to do that, I needed people
to think I was gone.

- It's a trick
she learned from me.

[lisping]
During the fourth heist,

universally considered
the best heist.

- You were so eager to think

I'd drop everything
and chase after Adrian.

- So you don't want to end up
with Pimento?

- No, but you believed it

because you all think
for someone to be happy,

their story has to end
with marriage and kids.

- I mean, I believed it because
you told me and I trust you.

- Whatever, breeder.

Anyway, with nobody
watching me,

I was able to figure out
what Holt was up to

and then I had my other partner
intercept Cheddar.

- Who was that?
- It's me, Bill.

- Thurprithe reveal.

- So, let's crown me.

The Grand Champion
of the Nine-Nine.

A six-month subscription
to the Rosetta Stone?

- That's my present
for Peralta.

- Your present to me is school?

I'm glad you're leaving.

- All right,
who has the real tube?

- I do.

[all shouting at once]
- What are you doing, Bill?

- I'm sorry, but this is your
fault for ending the heists.

They're my only source
of income.

You're still my best friends.
Goodbye!

- Bill!
- He's gone, we're trapped!

- Pardon me, excuse me.

Did you just say we're trapped?
- Who the hell are you?

- You don't recognize
Caroline Saint-Jacques Renard?

The associate principal cellist
for the Berlin Philharmonic?

She's my surprise celebrity.

- Are you kidding me?

You ruined my big goodbye
to the Nine-Nine

so we can listen to some nerd
play a giant violin?

- Shall I begin?
- No.

- Wait, wait, wait,

did you say your goodbye
to the Nine-Nine?

Where you going?

- Uh, well,

I was hoping that this would be

a more dramatic moment
accompanied by fireworks but...

I'm leaving the NYPD.
- You are?

- What?
- Theriouthly?

- For real?
- Yeah.

Today was my last day.

And now it looks like

it's gonna end with all of us

locked in a storage facility.

- No, it's not.

Can't you see?

You all want the same thing,

a perfect goodbye.

But you're all getting
in each other's way.

We are the Nine-Nine,

and we work best together.

And we're getting
out of here together.

So we're gonna find that tube
and we're gonna be crowned

Grand Champions
of the Nine-Nine together!

- Except for the ugly one
that made fun of my cello.

- Not now,
Caroline Saint-Jacques Renard.

- I agree with Jeffords.

Read the room,
Caroline Saint-Jacques Renard.

- Great speech, Terry, but
we're kind of trapped in here.

- Not for long.

I'm gonna Kool-Aid Man us
the hell out of here.

- I thought you said
that was impossible.

- It's not,
I just find it demeaning.

It's actually very easy.

- Ah!

[crashing]

- Oh, yeah!

- Oh, yes!
Now go through that wall!

- I'm not doing any more walls,
Jake, we're free.

- Fair enough, I had to ask.

All right,
I got Bill on the GPS.

Huh, that's weird.

- What? Where'd he go?

- Are you sure he came back
to the precinct?

The tracker must be broken.
There's no one here.

- Wrong, Captain!

I'm here.

Michael Hitchcock,

the Grand Champion
of the Nine-Nine.

- Hitchcock?

- Well,
this doesn't feel right.

.

- I bet you're all wondering
how I pulled it off.

- Not really, but I guess
that's the tradition.

- The key to the whole plan

was that I never really retired

or moved to Brazil.

I've been living in the
Beaver Trap this whole time.

- Okay, but what was
the rest of the plan?

- Oh, we had not
come up with it.

- But then Bill came by
and offered

to sell me the tube
for 40 bucks and I won.

- Pretty good stuff.
- Now, crown me.

- Ugh, this stinks.

Okay, Michael Hitchcock,

you are an amazing human/genius

and the Grand Champion
of the Nine-Nine.

Why is your head so sweaty?

- Oh, because
that's actually butt skin

from a botched hair transplant
so there are more pores.

- I can't believe
this is how it ends,

with Hitchcock's
sweaty butt head.

- I told myself I wouldn't cry.

- Ah, Jake,
I'm sorry you didn't get

your perfect goodbye.
- Yeah.

This whole thing
did kinda turn into

a scalding hot mess.

But to be honest,

I think I just wanted
a big dramatic moment

so that I wouldn't feel sad.

Because goodbyes
are inherently sad.

They mean
that something's ending.

And this one is especially sad

because what we had
was so great.

But it's not all sad, right?

We're moving on
to things that we love.

And we'll always have

the memories
of our times together,

even though Hitchcock
won the heist,

which makes me so mad

I wanna swallow
my own tongue and die.

- It's a disgrace.
- Anyways,

I say we hang out,
have a drink,

and enjoy all of us
being together one last time.

To the squad.

all: To the squad.

- You just drank cement!

- Why?

- Hey, can I talk to you
for a sec?

I just want you to know
that I don't care

if you end up with anyone
or get married or whatever.

I just want you to be happy.

- I am happy.

I'm making a difference,
I've got great friends.

Also, I'm moving in
with my girlfriend, Debra.

She is amazing.
She makes me feel whole.

- Oh, really?

- Oh, my God, this is too easy.

No, I don't want
to settle down.

- Right. I'm sorry, sorry.

- It's fine.
I'm just messing with you.

It's crazy you're leaving.

We spent a lot of time here.

- Yeah, we did.

I'm really happy
it was with you.

- Same here.

I love you.

- I love you too.

[glasses clink]

- Hey, Boyle, I'm glad
you're sticking around.

I'm gonna be
depending on you a lot.

- You got it, Captain,
for diet and exercise tips.

- What? No.

To solve cases. My body's fine.

- Nice,
that's a very healthy attitude.

- Hey, guys, can I be real?

I just took a bunch of diamonds
from the evidence locker.

No one ever changed the code.

Anyway, toodaloo.

- Was she being real?

- I honestly can't tell.

- I missed you, bud.

- I missed you too.

- [sniffs] Mmm.

You got wing sauce
on your collar.

- I left it there for you.

- So, you're leaving.

That must've been
a hard decision.

- Honestly...

It wasn't.
- It's funny.

On my first day here,

I asked Jeffords
to tell me about everyone.

He told me you were
a great detective,

but the one thing
you couldn't figure out

was how to grow up.

Well...

I think you've finally
figured it out.

- Well, thank you, sir.

I couldn't have done it
without you.

- Over the years,
you've sometimes referred to me

as something
of a father figure.

- Did I? I didn't realize that.

- But I want you to know

if I had had a son

and, uh,
he had turned out like you,

I would be very proud of him.

- Thank you, sir.

Wow.

Wasn't expecting
to get this emotional.

- It's not bad
for an old robot, huh?

Beep-borp. Zeep.

- [chuckles]

Sir, did you just make a joke?
- I believe I did, yes.

I guess in the end,

we rubbed off on each other
quite a bit.

Title of your sex movie.

Did I do that right?

- It was perfect.

[both chuckle softly]

- Guys, I hate to say it,

but it's late and some of us
have to work tomorrow.

[gentle instrumental music]

♪

- [sighs]

Well, I guess this is it.

So long, Nine-Nine.

- Hey!
- What are you doing?

You can't turn off the lights

at a working police precinct!

- Right, sorry.

Got caught up in my own thing.

There we go.
[elevator dings]

[gentle instrumental music]

♪

- Shaheen and Dunn,

you're on
the Prospect Park tagger.

Gates, Nahar, remember
to check in with Forensics.

Boyle, Larkin,

I want you working
the J Street Axe Murder.

- Ooh,
we're the butcher bimbos.

- No.
- The butcher babes.

- Nope.
- Detective Boyle and his

little butcher buddy.
- Oh, I like that.

- Now that that's been sorted,

are there any questions?

- Yes!

I have a question!

Captain Jeffords,

are you ready
for the Halloween Heist?

- What are you doing, Peralta?

Last year was the final heist.

We all agreed it was over.

- Ah, Terry,
you jolly simpleton.

That was obviously a ruse.
I mean, did you really think

I was gonna let Hitchcock
win the last heist?

I mean, that would be crazy!

Hitchcock?
It would've been unforgiveable.

- That's true, it felt wrong.

- I know someone who's in.

The old janitor,
which is actually me!

Deputy Commissioner
Raymond Holt.

- And he's not the only one.

I'm in too.

- Me too.
- As am I.

Gina Linetti.

- That's right, Terry,

this is happening every year.

We're in each other's lives
forever,

whether you like it or not.

So, what do you say, Captain?

Are we doing this?

- What I say is...

Nine-Nine!

all: Nine-Nine!

- Not a doctor.
- Shh.

- Fremulon.

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