All language subtitles for 9-1-1.S02E06.Dosed.WEB.x264-TBS

Okay, you've officially reached
Fort Knox-level security.

Oh, you think it's too much?

Three motion sensors in the living room?

I mean, maybe if you're
trying to keep Tom Cruise

from getting his hands on your NOC list.

Mission: Impossible. No?

Sorry, haven't seen it.

Travesty.

Maybe we pop the hinges

- off the door.
- Or we use the Jaws of Life.

No, no, no. It has to
fit. I measured it twice.

Can't you guys just, you know,
turn it around the other way?

And then the pizza will slide off.

You have pizza on my new sofa?

It's on the plastic.

Okay.

I'm sorry. You were
showing me the security app.

All right, pivot.

Okay, so, basically, you
can check everything on here.

Lift with your legs.

And you can also check it on
your phone if you're not at home.

That's great 'cause now if I hear
a noise in the middle of the night,

I don't have to get out of
bed to know it's the ice maker.

Hey, thank you, guys, for
helping me on your day off.

- Don't worry about it. Plates?
- Countertop.

- Kitchen.
- Beer?

Uh, also kitchen, fridge.

Clever.

He is so cute.

Yeah, he gets that a lot. Uh,
you should meet his kid, though.

Wait, Chimney has a kid?

No, I-I thought you meant...

Chimney?

Oh...

Hey, stay down! Stay down!

- Get out of here.
- Keep 'em back.

The pilot radioed

they were having mechanical trouble.

Looks like he tried to put it down

- in the field over there.
- Yeah, it got close.

Yeah, not close enough.
Get down, people, move!

Move! Go!

All right, guys, we're gonna fan
out, go behind those bleachers.

Eddie, after we get the people out,

you think you can kill that engine?

Think so, I'm just worried
about the dynamic rollover.

The dynamic what?

We change the weight ratio
by pulling people out,

whole thing could tip
over, rotors could snap off.

And then flying rocks are gonna
be the least of our problems.

All right, visors down. Let's go!

- Buck, get her out of there.
- On it, Cap.

Put your arms around me.

- Yes. All right, here we go.
- Okay.

Ah!

Got to keep it moving.

All right.

All right, on three. One, two, three.

Pulse/ox is good. We can get rid of this.

- How are you doing?
- I'm not sure.

How's Trent? Is he okay?

Your pilot's gonna be just fine.

Hey, do me a favor. Uh,
say, "And on the 405,

"speeds are under five miles an hour,

making your morning commute a rough one."

Seriously?

I-I-I know that voice.

It's, uh, it's Taylor
Kelly reporting, right?

Right. Skywitness News Eight.

That's me.

Wow. Um, it's, uh,

it's weird to hear that
voice come out of a face.

Thank you?

Um, you have helped me
beat traffic in this city

more times than you will ever know.

Oh, you might want to Uber tomorrow.

Uh...

For justice and peace in the world,

and that our leaders may be
illuminated by the grace of God.

We pray to the Lord.

Lord, hear our prayer.

And for the repose
of the soul of Brook Nash.

We pray to the Lord.

Lord, hear our prayer.

She would've turned 13 today.

Is it hard to
reconcile that with the image

you still have of her in your mind?

Yeah.

Especially around her birthday.

Brook's very last school project

was a show-and-tell with her dad,

the "hero."

She was so proud of me.

I believe she's proud of you now.

I hope so, Father. I really hope so.

This is fantastic.

I love it. We need to capture it all.

Real life inside a firehouse.

Please, God, tell me there's a
Dalmatian around here somewhere.

- Excuse me.
- Captain Nash, I'm Taylor Kelly.

- We met the other day when...
- I know who you are, Ms. Kelly.

I just don't understand
what you're doing here.

- Please don't film in here.
- Uh, why not?

Because it's-it's rude.

Oh, they didn't call you yet.

- Who?
- Captain,

Chief's office on the line.

Uh, Taylor Kelly?

Wh-What are you doing here?

You can just call me Taylor.
Uh, how was your drive in?

Did you miss me?

My morning definitely
wasn't the same without you.

- I...
- Hey, how're you feeling?

Any side effects after the crash?

I'm great.

Thanks to all of you,

which is why I'm here.
You guys were so amazing.

I want to do a story on this firehouse

and on the heroes who work here.

Yeah, but you do traffic.

I'm not quite ready
to go back in the sky,

so I thought I'd try my hand at
telling a story from the ground.

And use your newfound fame to put
your face in front of the camera.

- That, too.
- Smart girl.

I can't wait to interview all of you.

I want to know why you chose this job,

the crazy things you've seen,

what it's like to face death.

I mean, Howie, you almost died, right?

Actually, nobody calls
me that. It's Chimney.

- I bet there's a story there.
- Hmm.

Not one you can tell on TV.

Well, you must've really
impressed the chief.

He said to give you
whatever access you need.

Don't worry, Captain Nash,

your story's in good hands.

I'm gonna make you all famous.

Tell us about althis.

Oh. This table is all about the love.

It's, uh, tokens of appreciation
from the people we serve.

Baked goods are big, and
cards, we love the cards.

Mmm, and carbs. We love carbs.

But this stuff is what
really keeps us going,

- the love.
- Mmm, and the carbs.

And the carbs.

What made me want to
become a firefighter?

That's a great question.

Short answer:

I got shot.

Well, to be honest, I, um,
I just kind of fell into it.

What I missed most after leaving the Army

is the camaraderie, um,

working shoulder-to-shoulder
with a great team,

and there's none better
than the one I found here.

I mean, what little kid doesn't
want to be a firefighter?

Especially... a hot firefighter.

That's for you. Go ahead.

The bullet wasn't meant for me, um...

I was 16 years old,
walking home from school,

and I hear this "pop, pop, pop."

And next thing, I feel
this penetrating pain

just throw me to the ground.

The stray bullet had entered my back,

ruptured a kidney, and,
uh, grazed my aorta.

I was dying.

And then someone yelled, "Call 911."

And I guess someone did
because the next thing you know,

I was in the back of an ambulance,

and these two paramedics
were working on me

and just telling me to stay with them.

You know, their skill kept me from dying,

but the way they cared for me...

that's what kept me alive.

Yeah, let's go see
if we can grab him. Come on.

Captain Nash.

Can we have a few minutes with you?

Um...

Attention, Station 118.

Engine and rescue. Got
a report of adult male,

difficulty breathing.

I was told there's a man
here who's choking to death.

No, uh, Gregory says he
doesn't want any help now.

Okay, excuse me, ma'am.

Wonder how many he put down.

Joey Chestnut scarfed down
74 hot dogs in ten minutes

at last year's Nathan's
Hot Dog Eating Contest.

Excuse me, sir, are you refusing care?

Ah, geez!

- Whoa.
- Cute.

That thing yours?

That's Claude. He's the grand prize.

Whoa, guys, guys.

Get them in. Give us some room.

Get this table and chairs out of here.

That means you guys, too.
Give us some room. Back up.

Prep the defib.

Airways are sealing up.

I need the BBM.

What was this, like, a
pepper eating contest?

No. Protein.

His pulse is thready.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Locusts!
- Oh, whoa.

No, they're actually crickets.

We allowed anything
that Claude would eat.

We thought it might be fun.

His pulse is weakening. He's in V-fib.

- He's coding.
- Starting compressions.

Damn it, the blockage is too big.

He's not getting any
air. Let me try something.

- Come on, buddy.
- Buck, give me the Magill.

Come on.

Come on, come on.

- Oh, my God.
- Right here, man.

Ugh.

I got it.

- He's back.
- I got sinus rhythm,

pulse action's rising. Let's get him up.

Try to breathe.

All this for a lizard, huh?

A monitor lizard, and 500 bucks.

And I just lost.

Yes, you did! Yeah!

Almost.

Oh, roaches, dude.

Oh! Eat the roaches.

Yes, eat it.

Yes!

Claude, I guess you're staying with me.

Oh.

I guess he likes you. He likes redheads.

- Ah.
- Come on.

I just don't like her.

You don't like the intrusion?

I don't. I don't like
cameras in the firehouse.

I certainly don't like them on calls.

Makes it harder for us to do our job.

Well, unfortunately,
that's the reality nowadays.

Cameras everywhere.

Body cams, phone cameras, CCTVs.

Big Brother is definitely watching.

No, I'm more worried about Little Sister.

Are you gonna be on TV?

Not if I can help it.

Doesn't May like short ribs?

Well, it might have something to do

with that story you told at mealtime.

Oh.

- No, she's on a stupid diet.
- Wha... still?

I told her she did not need to do that.

Why is May on a diet?

Oh... homecoming.

Her first. Dress search was epic.

Okay. Tell me what you think.

Daddy didn't like the first one.

- Said it was too low-cut.
- Yeah, it was.

I could almost see your belly button.

No, you could not.

It's perfect, May.

Just like you.

Right, Bobby?

Yeah. You look beautiful.

Then I guess we have a winner.

Hey, guys, I'm sorry to cut this short,

but I have, uh, an early shift,

so I better get home and
get a good night's sleep.

But I want to see all the
pictures from your big night.

- Good night, Bobby.
- Good night.

Um...

I-I'll walk you out.

Oh, Bobby, Bobby, wait.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

I'm sorry. I just...

I didn't think about how
hard that would be for you.

No, don't-don't do that. Please.

Please, don't feel bad about this.

You have two wonderful children

with a lifetime of
milestones ahead of them,

and I want you to be able to
enjoy each and every one of them

without worrying about me.

Well, don't tell me I can't do both.

I mean, multitasking is
one of my many talents.

Come here.

Are you sure you don't
want to come back inside?

Yeah, I should get some rest.

Tomorrow morning will be
here before we know it.

All right, good night.

Night.

All right, Muscle Beach.

Time for the posedown. Who's your winner?

Look at those tapered waists,

wide shoulders and explosive quads.

Too much for a man? You decide.

Double bicep.

Yeah!

Side chest.

Back and bicep.

LAFD. Clear a path.

- What the hell?
- Keep filming.

Looks like extreme hyponatremia.

- Say what?
- He's got a charley horse.

- He is a charley horse.
- What's your name?

- Charlie.
- Okay, Charlie, when was the last time

- you had any fluids?
- Yesterday afternoon.

Flushed yourself out for
the competition today?

And for the weigh-ins,
to make the veins pop.

Well, you are definitely popping.

All right, Charlie, your
potassium and your sodium

have bottomed out and
that's why you're seizing up.

Now, before we start
replenishing your electrolytes,

you got to answer me
Honestly: are you dosing?

N-No steroids, if that's what
you mean. I'm totally clean.

Okay, you two need to back off.

Get that camera out of here, please.

Cap needs room to work.

- I'm working, too.
- You can work further back.

Charlie, I just need you to know

that if you're not being
straight with me, and we start

giving you saline and
you have been dosing,

your kidneys could start to fail, okay?

- And that'd be on you.
- I'm on steroids.

Okay, that's better. Are
you taking anything else?

I took a diuretic last night
to shed some water weight.

That explains his low
blood pressure. 70/40.

All right, let's get him transported.

On three, everybody.
Ready? One, two, three.

- Am I, am I gonna be okay?
- We're gonna get you through the day.

You'd think he'd earn a trophy
for holding that pose so long.

Right?

Captain, we'd love to
get some words from you.

Okay, here's a few:

stop pointing that camera at
people who are in distress.

The people we serve have to
feel like they can trust us

and can be honest with us;
otherwise, mistakes get made.

We're totally using that.

All right...

Is he always so prickly?

Who, Cap? Uh, nah. He, uh...

he barks a little,

but ring that bell, he's,
he's one of the guys.

I don't think he likes me much.

It's funny, 'cause you're so likable.

Well, I am trying.

Look, Cap is not prickly, okay?

He just, he just doesn't
know you yet, that's all.

We-we get two, three calls, right?

He's putting out fires all day.

The rest of us, we just have
to be one thing at a time.

The guy in his job,

he has to be everything.

The truth is, he inspires
me every single day.

And I am trying to put
a giant spotlight on him.

On all of you unsung heroes.

Tell your story.

To him, we're not the story.

We're just here to make sure
no story ends before it should.

911. What is your emergency?

This is 911. Is anyone there?

I-I'm sorry. I...

Ma'am, are you having an emergency?

Do you need me to send some help?

Tell me where you are.

If you're afraid of someone hearing,

if you're not alone,

pretend you're talking to someone else.

A friend, a-a telemarketer.

Act like you're ordering a pizza...

just give me your location,
and I will send help.

I'm sorry. Wrong number.

Sue, hi. Good morning.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm-I'm just tired. I haven't...

been sleeping very well.

You've been a great
addition to the team, Maddie.

I'm impressed with how
you've taken to the job.

Sometimes, I forget you haven't
been doing it for very long.

I'm sorry. Did I do something wrong?

Not at all. No.

But I am concerned.

You're tired, skittish.

I know the job can be stressful,
and I just want to make sure

that you know we have resources available

if you're having trouble
managing the stress.

There's no shame in asking for help.

It's not the job.

I mean, right this very second
it is the job, but it's...

really that the job is
reminding me of my life.

My marriage.

Call hit a little close to home?

She wouldn't...

couldn't speak, and I could
hear her crying, and...

I knew what was wrong, but
she wouldn't let me help her.

Maybe I should've told her
that it was all gonna be okay.

You know, that she could just leave

and not live her life in fear.

But it's not true.

I-I ran 2,600 miles away, and
it doesn't even feel far enough.

I mean, my apartment is a fortress.

I sleep with a baseball bat by my bed,

and I still don't feel safe.

It's like I never got up off that floor.

But you did.

You got up and you got out.

A-And I'm sure that
there had been moments

when the idea of that felt impossible.

Yet, here you are.

Just trust yourself
and keep moving forward.

It's gotten you here so far.

It'll get you the rest of the way.

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

New arrival.

When they send it in plastic,
you know it's gonna be good.

Aw.

Serious, you guys? You couldn't
even leave me any crumbs?

- Ooh, Chim, you missed out.
- Is that chocolate?

- Mmm. Fudge, with nuts.
- I love fudge with nuts.

Oh, damn, you would've loved
these because... scrumptious.

I'm sorry you had to see this,

this dark underbelly of
hour 21 in a 24-hour shift.

Gets pretty mercenary around here.

Attention, Station 118.

Medical aid. Unknown injury.

PD's responding.

Where's Captain Nash?

He's sitting this one
out, wrapping the shift.

It's a simple med call.

- He doesn't want to talk to you.
- He'll talk to me.

I am done going up in that chopper

and reporting on gridlock.

Come on.

Captain Nash, I know you
don't think very highly of me.

I also know that you've been avoiding me.

But I want you to know I
only have one goal here:

to tell a story, a true
story, about your station.

You can have a true story.

There's truth around us all the time.

There's truth right here on this napkin.

I'm sorry?

Every crumb is a universe onto itself.

The more you zoom in,
the more you'll see.

Is he high?

I think they're all high.

These are specs of chocolate and
entire worlds at the same time.

Holy crap. I think it's the brownies.

They've been dosed.

Wait, you didn't have one, did you?

Do I look like I eat fudge?

Keep rolling.

Man. Allergies are going crazy today.

You, too, huh? The index
wasn't elevated this morning.

Think it's a new kind?

- New kind of what?
- Of pollen.

A new kind of pollen?

You're not feeling this, Chim?

No, I do not.

I can see the pollen.

I can hear it.

This is ridiculous.
She's the one who cheated.

She and her demon seed.

That little girl is 11 if she's a day.

- I want to see the birth certificate.
- Ma'am, calm down,

or I'll charge you with
resisting arrest, too.

For what? This was self-defense.
My ex-husband's a lawyer.

Oh, good. 'Cause I'm-a
need you to contact him

to come and pick up your daughter.

Victim's over there.

Tell him it's an emergency.

Who goes to Aruba this time of year?

Excuse me, ma'am?

I'm trying to reach my plastic surgeon.

Okay, uh, uh, first things first.

Um, your adrenaline's probably spiked,

which is why you haven't passed out
yet, so I'm gonna ask you, please,

just please sit right
here, hold that if you can,

and maybe hang up the phone, okay?

Thank you. Thank you very much.

All right, guys. Hey!

Diaz, Buckley, let's go!

Did these beauty queens shrink,
or are we suddenly giants?

Please don't arrest me. I-I'll
pay for any medical bills

if we could just let this slide.

I'm so sorry. I stopped birth control

because I started menopause, and
now my hormones are going crazy.

Can I get my shoe back?

Can someone please
bring me the rest of my gear?

I think he means you, guys.

Hey, Athena.

They're, like, the tiniest
ladies I've ever seen.

Teeny-tiny. Just...

- Excuse me?
- So tiny.

Henrietta!

'Thena.

Oh, 'Thena, you smell like love.

Chimney?

Need you over here.

727-L-30, requesting
immediate R.A. backup

at Beverly Wilton
Hotel, Pacific Ballroom.

- Where the hell is my lido...
- We got a problem here.

Your guys be tripping.

What? Guys, look at me.

Do you know where you are?

We're everywhere, man.

They're on drugs.

Okay, okay.

Oh. Oh, my God, it's the brownies.

- Brownies?
- We got a new batch today.

We've been getting a lot of stuff lately,

especially since the earthquake.

You guys eat that stuff?

We just throw that
stuff right in the trash.

We're firefighters. Everybody loves us.

Oh...

Now watch this.

You see?

Mm-hmm.

Do you know why the
liquid rises like that?

Physics?

I'm gonna do it again.

- I think...
- No, this is show-and-tell.

It's not show-and-touch, Brook.

I don't want you to burn yourself.

I'm Taylor. Who's Brook?

There are so many lights in here.

And colors.

Lights and colors and death.

You died.

Someone died?

Did you lose someone, Captain Nash?

Brook?

She's not lost. She's right here.

She's taller than her mother now.

In a few seconds, she's gonna
be taller than both of us.

Hmm.

She's still with you.

She's always with me.

Nobody's picking up at the fire station.

You should call dispatch,

get them to take everything off-line.

Did that.

Why aren't you taking it out?

They'll take it out at the hospital.

So let's go to the hospital.

We'll get you there. I called 911.

What's going on?

I don't like this.

- Ooh, you made him cry.
- All right,

just breathe, okay? You're gonna be okay.

All right? Somebody dosed
you with an hallucinogen.

We don't want you to hurt
yourself or anyone else.

Yeah. I like that idea.

'Thena, your head is
beating like your heart.

Is it?

Still no answer.

Do you know if Bobby ate
any of those brownies?

What happened?

He was high, and then he got higher.

Look at me again
and tell me another joke.

We were talking and he
mentioned something about Brook

and then he shot up
like the room was on fire

- and he said he had to go.
- And you're okay filming this?

Who do you think called the cops?

Bobby.

Bobby, it's me.

Just take one step back,
turn around, and we can talk.

- Hey.
- Hey.

They get it wrong, about saving lives.

The ones that we save
are the ones we lose.

That's why we save them
up here, like photographs.

But this, I've never... this is new.

She's so bright and
alive. Can you see her?

No.

It's not real. You know that.

No, my daughter Brook, she's...

she's floating in the
sky, behind your head.

I know it sounds crazy.

I-I just want to float away
with her wherever she goes,

with so much color.

It's not real.

But maybe, just maybe, it can be enough.

Enough for you to say good-bye.

Enough for you to hear her say it's okay.

Enough so that in the morning,

when your head is right
and your eyes are clear,

you can remember that
you caught a glimpse

of what's around us every day.

She's right there.

Right here, right now.

You're real, I'm real.

We can be real together.

Hey, how's the chief?

Ah, he's in pretty
good humor, considering.

Tox report came back.

It was the brownies. LSD.

Mm. Do they know who?

It's still under investigation,

but they figure it
was some sort of prank.

Oh, yeah. Because poisoning
firefighters is just funny. Ha.

- I don't get the punch line.
- Well, how about this one?

Taylor Kelly's exclusive report
on 118 comes out tomorrow night.

Firefighters drugged against their will,

captain loses sobriety, news at 11:00.

Do not waste a moment's
worry on that woman.

It doesn't matter what kind
of take she's trying to spin.

The camera doesn't lie.

Anyone who's watching
is gonna see what I see:

a good man who's been
through some tough times,

but who's come through the other side...

someone who, despite
everything he's lost,

still goes out there and
risks everything he has left

to help others.

- They're gonna see a hero.
- Hmm.

Athena, I'm an addict and an alcoholic

who has barely three days under his belt.

I don't feel like a hero,
I feel like a failure.

But you didn't fall off
the wagon, you were pushed.

I know, but...

I don't feel like a
failure 'cause I got high,

I feel like a failure because
I want to get high again.

Felt good.

No, it made me feel free. I... I...

I didn't feel as much of the
pain, it felt like it was,

far away, like it
belonged to somebody else.

I felt like if I could just keep floating

I wouldn't have to feel it anymore.

Well, when I saw you after that,

it looked like you
were feeling all of it.

Yeah. The reality always catches up.

If it didn't,

none of us would ever get sober again.

But you are, right?

Yes.

But...

Painful, I...

I go to my meetings, I go to church,
I try to stay on track, but...

When I'm sober, I feel this
crushing weight on top of me,

and there are times like
now when I feel like,

I don't know how much longer
I can keep carrying it.

Or maybe you should stop
trying to carry it alone.

...And everything kinda sparkled.

Ah, I'd say it was more glistening,

like the whole world was covered in doo.

You think this is why
people go to Burning Man?

I see them every day on
the streets of Los Angeles

running into burning buildings,

pulling people from wrecked
cars and collapsing high-rises,

and even saving this
reporter from a helicopter

that spun out of control.

Where's Kev?

- No watching with us?
- No, said he had other things to do.

I think *** rather do
anything other than this.

They are the brave men and women
of the Los Angeles Fire Department.

And it was my own brush with death

that inspired me to share their story,

so you can all see what
it takes and what it means

to be one of them.

Missed a hell of a show.

All right, how bad was it?

No, not bad at all.

You were barely in it.

Um, it was nice,

you know, kind-kind of like a puff piece.

She didn't use any of your
interview or mention the LSD.

Why would she leave that stuff out?

I, uh...

I think she likes me.

Mm.

I mean, what little kid doesn't
want to be a firefighter?

Especially, a hot firefighter.

You know, their skill kept me from dying,

but the way they cared for me,

that's what kept me alive.

The people we serve have to feel

like they can trust us
and be honest with us,

- otherwise mistakes can be made.
- They were great!

And not just the medical stuff
either, I mean, they just...

they seemed like real decent people.

I worry about them,

under so much stress all the time.

I wish I could do something
to ease their burden.

A dose of something

to lift their spirits,

clear their minds.

Store closed hours ago
but, I see a light on.

Sandy, you in here?

Is that...?

- Uh, uh...
- I don't know.

Some kind of hybrid part
wild, part domestic cat?

Well, let's hope he's in
touch with his domestic side.

Hey, buddy, you're okay.

Sandy?

Sandy?

You sure about this?

Uh, yeah, pretty sure.

This doesn't look safe.

I've freed my mind!

Then I freed them! Oh.

Sandy, how much acid did you take?

Not much. I microdose.

No, ma'am, I don't think you do.

In fact, I think you macrodosed
my entire firestation.

'Cause I put too much?

I... I just wanted to give
you all a little clarity.

In my line of work,
that's called a felony.

All across Los Angeles,
residents are under attack

from a new and troubling threat:

Aedes aegypti, stealth like mosquitoes

that have invaded the Southland

and are out for blood.

Wow, thank you for that story.

That is some frightening
stuff right there.

Exactly, we were just talking about this

in the studio before we went to air,

- about this very problem...
- Uh,

just a minute, I'll be right there.

Hi. Come on in.

So, I was just out and I saw this

and I thought of you.

What?

- No!
- It's just a housewarming gift.

Oh, not a book.

DVD, Mission Impossible.

Uh, you do have a DVD player, right?

Yeah. And a popcorn maker.

Would you like to hang
out and watch a movie?

Yeah. Yeah, I'd love to.

Doesn't look like you'll have
to worry about traffic anymore.

Hey there. I guess so.

Our department piece
was pretty well received,

so they're letting me do more.

Nothing major yet just mosquitoes

and neighbors fighting about bamboo,

but it's a start.

Well I will miss hearing
your voice everyday.

I'm happy for you and...
and I wanted to thank you

for what you did for Bobby,

not using any of that stuff he said.

Oh, that wasn't my call.

I wanted to use all
of it, I got overruled.

Uh, wait... you were gonna use it?

Oh yeah. The only reason
we didn't is because

apparently your lawyers
are scarier than ours.

Look your job is saving lives.

Mine is telling their stories even
the ones they might not want me to.

That's some stupid job.

It's all you really care about.

Hey, I wanted to be a
reporter since I was 14.

I put myself through college,

spent years interning for next to no pay,

I did traffic in the hopes that
it would lead to my big break,

which it did.

This stupid job isn't stupid to me.

You don't have to like it

but you don't get to
make me feel bad about it.

Well, I don't like it.

And I don't care.

Just get a room already.

- Is it...?
- Yeah, okay.

Oh yeah.

- Hey, I got the batteries.
- Hey, you are a lifesaver.

- No problem, no problem. Wow.
- Thank you so much, my man.

Wow.

I told him to just use a cellphone
camera, but he's old-school.

No, he's a proud father,
he wants those real photos.

All right. You want something to eat?

- We have plenty.
- I'm good.

Hey, hey, Harry!

Come over here and take
one with your sister.

- Right here, right here.
- Run, Bobby. Save yourself.

Just right here.

This doesn't, uh,

resemble my high-school
homecoming at all.

It's much more elaborate

- than I expected.
- I know. Mine either.

I am already dreading prom.

You know about prom proposals, right?

- I do not.
- What?

Google it. Another reason to be
glad we're not teenagers anymore.

Your turn, Mom.

Come on, let's get this over with.

All right, you're on. All right.

Yeah. Let's do this.

Let's do it. All right.

Oh, yeah, that's it. That's it.

- Ooh.
- Here, here.

Why don't you get in
there? I'll-I'll take a few.

- Oh, with me?
- Yeah.

Oh, man. You know what?
That's nice. That's nice.

- You bet. All right.
- Thank you.

It's the real deal right
here. This is a serious camera.

All right. One happy-looking family.

Ah.

Oh, honey. What happened
to your bracelet?

It must've fell off. I have to find it.

- Grandma gave that to me.
- Oh.

Wait, I think this is it right over here.

Yep. All right.

- Awesome.
- All right.

Okay, May. Let's see if I can do this.

- There we go. Perfect.
- Thanks so much, Bobby.

All right, we're back in business.

- Okay.
- All right. Look up here.

Hey, hey, wait a minute, wait a minute.

Nico, would you mind taking a
picture of all of us, please?

- Bobby, get in here.
- I shouldn't.

It should just be the family.

Come on. Just one. Come on.

Okay. All right.

- Right there.
- Okay.

I warned you.