All language subtitles for 9-1-1.Lone.Star.S04E11.1080p.WEB.H264-CAKES_Subtitles03

Well, we're so glad
to finally meet you, Leigh Ann.

I mean, Wyatt's been
talkin' you up so much,

I started to wonder
if you really existed.

-WYATT: Oh.
-Uh, no, we didn't.

JUDD RYDER:
Well, I did. All I heard was,

"Oh, Leigh Ann
from Introduction to Psych."

It started to sound like,
"Yeah, my girlfriend

-from Canada," you know?
-(group laughing)

Thanks,
Dad, I appreciate that.

Okay, so, you two,

I don't think I actually heard
the story of how you met, so...

-Oh. Well, you want to?
-No, no.

You, you go ahead.

WYATT:
Alright, well, I...

(laughs) I just get home

from a party one Friday night,

and I find that my roommate
has totally sexiled me.

He what now?

-He what?
-Uh, he...

He reserved the room for,

for some girl
he was having over.

-GRACE: Mm-hmm.
-Yeah.

So I went to the common room,

and there she was.

With her
noise-canceling headphones,

chewing on her highlighter.

Anyway, he walked in
looking like a lost puppy

and, um, well, then we
started talking and...

we never really stopped.

Hey, when you know...

-GRACE: Mm.
-Aah.

-...you just know.
-(both chuckling)

Okay, so, Miss Leigh Ann,
what are you studying?

I am an early education major.

You wanna teach?

That's all
I've ever wanted to do.

Leigh Ann actually has a 4.0.
Even after mid-terms.

Mid-terms? Man, I--

I didn't even realize
the midterms came and went.

How'd you fare?

I... I didn't.

I didn't take them.

Well, why not?

Because I am
dropping out of school.

No, you ain't dropping out
of no damn school.

GRACE:
Hold on, sweetheart.

Let's, let's calm down.

Um...

Wyatt, you know that

if it's your course load...

(sighs)
...that you can just,

you can drop some

and then pick them up
at a later time.

WYATT:
Yeah, it's not that,
you know, I, uh...

I don't really need a degree
for, for what I wanna do.

What do you wanna do exactly?

You wanna be a bum?

A firefighter.

A firefighter.

In fact, I was wondering
if you could call the chief,

maybe put in a word for me.

Oh, you want me
to call the chief,

the chief of the Austin
Fire Department for you?

-Uh, yeah.
-JUDD: Yeah.

WYATT:
I missed the application
deadline for spring session,

so maybe if you just reached out
he could...

he could make an exception.

What's the damn rush?

Uh, we kinda need the money.

You need the money?

Why?

We are having a baby.

(Wyatt sighs)

(Judd sucks teeth)

(theme music plays)

-MATEO CHAVEZ: Ooh!
-NANCY GILLIAN: And seven!

I'm gonna put this right here.

-There you go, baby.
-And I'm gonna take
this from you.

-Ha, ha. That's my baby.
-Ooh.

MARJAN MARWANI:
Alright, fun time is over.

I have made a list of chores

and printed them
in order of priority.

How is it you're the one
that was shot

but we're the ones suffering?

Seriously, we need to
get you back in the field.

From your lips
to my physical therapist's ears.

Now, would you rather
draw straws

or have me dole out assignments?

-And these are our choices?
-MARJAN: Yes.

-Hold that thought.
-(cell phone ringing)

Hey, cuz!

MAN (over phone):
Yo! What's up, cuz?

Yo, say hi to the crew.

Yo, what's up, crew?

That's hilarious, Mateo.

Now, can we please
get back to work?

What's hilarious?

I don't know.

I'm sorry. Wait a minute,
wait a minute.

Is that a real
whole 'nother person?

Yeah, this is
my cousin from Cali. Marvin.

That's your twin?

-No, not twin. Identical cousin.
-TK STRAND: What?

No, that is not a real thing.

Yeah, sure it is.
You never seen Nick at Nite?

Well, I mean, I wouldn't
call us identical cousins,

'cause, you know,
I'm better looking.

MATEO:
Yeah, you wish, Marvin.

Hey, check this out.
This is Nancy.

Oh, this was the shorty
that you were telling me about?

She's my tall shorty.

Um, hi.
It's so nice to meet you.

Damn! You really punching
above your weight, huh, cuz?

Yeah, I can't argue that.
(chuckles)

Listen, I'd love to chat,

but, um, this isn't
exactly a social call.

-Oh. Oh, okay.
-Oh.

Uh, yeah, hold on.
I'll-I'll be right back.

Okay. I'm alone now, cuz.

What's up? (clears throat)

Look, I'm not gonna lie.

I'm in a bit of a jam, cuz.

Hmm. Well, how bad
are we talking?

(sighs)

Baggy jumpsuit
and no shoelaces bad.

Dude, you're locked up again?

MARVIN:
Well, hey, you know wearing
orange is not by choice.

(Mateo mutters)
Wait a minute.

If you're in jail,
how are you on the phone?

(clicks tongue) Come on.
You know who you talking to?

Alright, so what are you
in for this time?

(sighs) Well...

Just a little GTA,

which I'm sure
won't even stick.

And, um, leaving
the scene of an accident

and evading arrest.

So you were joyriding again?

Dude, you swore that you
were done with that crap.

Hey, whatever happened to
innocent until proven guilty?

Look, it was all just
a huge misunderstanding.

See, I decided to take
the long way around the block

while I was working valet
in some dude's Ferrari.

And it wasn't my fault
that the minivan stopped short.

So how much do you need?

Well, bail's set at 25 Gs.

Twenty-five-- Oh!

(sighs)

Dude, 25 Gs?

I mean, I don't have
that kinda money

just laying around, man.

Have you talked to
Aunt Marisol about this?

No. No, no, no, no. No way.

I ain't gonna tell Mom
about this.

She would freak out.

I need you to find it for me.

I mean, it's kind of a big ask.

Yeah, well, desperate times.

Look, I need you
to come through
and help a cousin out.

(sighs)

Alright.

Let me see what I can do, cuz.

That's my cuz!

I know you won't let me down.

Later, cuz.

("I'd Like to Teach
the World to Sing"
by The New Seekers playing)

♪ I'd like to build
the world a home ♪

♪ And furnish it with love ♪

♪ Grow apple trees... ♪

Good morning, Mr. Jinxy.

Ah, it's a beautiful day
for picking, isn't it?

(sighs deeply)

♪ I'd like to teach... ♪

(baseball thuds)

BOY: Strike!

♪ ...in perfect harmony ♪

♪ I'd like to hold it
in my arms ♪

♪ And keep it company ♪

WOMAN:
Firm but supple.

(sniffs)

Mm.

Lovely scent. I'd say
they're ready for the juicer.

-(baseball thuds)
-BOY: Strike two!

Hellions.

♪ ...throughout the land ♪

♪ That's the song I hear ♪

(gnome shatters)

You decapitated Mr. Jinxy.

Sorry, Miss Mooney.

Tanner hit a foul ball.

Did not. It was a bad throw.

May we have our ball back?

-Please?
-It's not your ball anymore.

You know the rules.
My yard, my ball.

Mean Marge is the worst.

(ball squeaks)

We're never getting
that ball back.

Nope.

That was our last ball.

What now?

Something better than a ball.

Okay, this is a terrible idea.

Would you stop
being such a wuss?

♪♪

Bye-bye, Mr. Army Man.

-Boys!
-Dad!

-(arrow thuds)
-(Miss Mooney gasps)

MISS MOONEY:
A woman ought to feel safe
in her own backyard.

Ma'am, I would
really suggest you
to try to calm down.

I'm not gonna calm down

until you arrest
those hooligans.

They did this on purpose.

Margaret, it was an accident.

Sampson's not even
that good of a shot.

Ha! Officer, do your duty.

Ma'am, there are
more pressing things
to worry about, okay?

Captain Vega and her team
are gonna take a look
at you now, okay?

Hey, I'm Tommy.
I hear you got nicked by...

(gasps) Okay.

NANCY:
Am I crazy

or is that not going
straight through her jugular?

It sure looks that way.

How is there barely any blood?

I have no idea.

Uh, Margaret,
we're gonna take

a good look
at you right now, okay?

Nancy, get her on a LIFEPAK.

TK, let's get her seated.

You'll take your ABCs.

Here we go.

This is the last thing
your demon spawn

ever send over that fence.

I'm gonna sue you
out of house and home.

Ma'am, words cannot express

how critical it is for you
to just be still.

-Nance?
-BP is rock solid.

TK:
So is her breathing, Cap.

NANCY:
How is that possible?

She's made of stone.

Okay, sir, I'm gonna
ask you to come back here.

Ma'am, do you feel
any numbness or tingling?

No.

(suspenseful music playing)

Ma'am, when's the last time
you saw a doctor?

(scoffs) I don't do doctors.

If there's nothing
wrong with you when you go in,

there will be when you come out.

Alright, Well, I think
it's time you give one a shot.

Um...

the reason
this arrow didn't kill you

is because something kept it
from hitting your carotid.

I'm feeling a mass.

I think it's a tumor.

A-a tumor?
As in a cancer tumor?

Well, you need to
see a doctor to be sure.

But given where it is,
it's, uh, it's highly likely.

Am I gonna die?

Actually, if you
get it treated,

chances are
you'll be just fine.

But I wouldn't
let it go much longer.

So the cancer
just saved my life?

I think... those boys
saved your life

by pointing an arrow
right at the problem.

Nancy, keep an eye
on her vitals.

TK, let's secure the arrow.

-Wrap some Kerlix around it.
-TK: Copy.

TOMMY VEGA:
Get her ready for travel.

(light music playing)

Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Please stop, please stop.

We're sorry.

I'm... I'm sorry, too.

-Officer?
-Yep.

There's a large bin
in my backyard.

-Would you see to it
that these boys get it?
-Sure.

And, uh, would you
make sure that all
the neighborhood children

get back anything
that belongs to them?

You mean it?

Yes. And when you next
hit something into my backyard,

when you come to get it,

would you stay
for a glass of juice?

We can do that.

Alright.

(ambulance engine starts)

♪♪

Well, I guess
she's not pressing charges.

Or her luck.

WINSTON CHURCHILL
(over headphones):
If we can stand up to him,

all Europe may be freed

and the life of the world
may move forward into broad...

Cap, got a second?

I'm listening to Churchill's
"Finest Hour" speech.

(chuckles) For fun?

Uh, no, I'm looking
for inspiration

for my toast at TK's wedding.

Quotable is quotable.

Ha, ha. I wouldn't
worry about it too much.

I mean, your speech
at the gala was on point.

Oh, thank you.

It's easy to
convince people to give

when it's a good cause.

Well, I hope so,
'cause, um...

I need to borrow some money.

Oh. How much you need?

Um, $25,000?

Okay, so it's not for rent?

No, it's for my, um,
cousin Marvin in LA.

He, um, is kind of in jail,

and I'm just trying to help
with his bail money.

-What'd he do?
-He borrowed a Ferrari.

You mean stole?

Well, he doesn't
keep them. Heh.

"Them"? He's done it before?

A few times.

I mean, that's probably why
the bail is so high this time.

It's usually not that much,

and I just don't have it.

Does he ask for money a lot?

Mm, I've bailed him out,
like, two to five times.

I mean, he's trying
to do better.

(exhales)
Um...

Mateo, did it ever
occur to you that the reason

he's a repeat offender may be

because he has someone else
to pay the bill?

Um... (sighs)

See, the thing is, Cap...

I owe Marvin.

I owe his whole family.

I mean, they looked after me
when I came to this country.

I lived with them
until I was about, like, 16.

He's more like a brother
than a cousin.

He always looked out for me
when we were kids.

(exhales) Yeah,
I-I appreciate that.

Um...

But there's a difference
between looking out for someone

and enabling bad behavior.

Take it from me,
the father of an addict.

Oh...

(clicks tongue)
So, uh, I guess that's a no?

I just don't think
I'd be doing you any favors.

And I definitely don't think

you'd be doing
your cousin any favors.

He needs to learn
his lesson this time.

Yeah.

Well...

Thanks anyways, Cap.

(grunting)

Whose face are you picturing?

My own.

Well, as
a medical professional,

I insist that you
stop hitting yourself.

(sniffs)

Judd, you alright?

Everything okay at home?

Oh, man.

It's been better, T.

Well, listen to me.

Having a toddler in the house

is always stressful, okay?

-Believe me.
-No.

This ain't about Charlie.
This is...

This is my 19-year-old
actin' like he's a toddler.

-Wyatt?
-JUDD: Yeah.

Is he, uh, I don't know,

vandalizing freeway signs again?

No.

Uh, Wyatt decided to go ahead

and just get his girlfriend
knocked up.

Okay.

Yeah.

So now, he is hell-bent

on ruining his entire life.

He's quittin' school,

and you're
never gonna guess what it is

that he says he wants to do
when he grows up.

He wants to be a firefighter.

-Did you call Grace?
-No.

No. I see the way
he idolizes you.

It's not surprising, Judd.

He's got a great role model.

He's got...

a big, blue-collar lunk

who got another girl in trouble
for a role model.

This kid, Tommy, this Wyatt,

he's so intelligent.

You know, he could
go out there into the world

and really do something.

He didn't wanna do that,
you know.

He wants to throw it all away...

be bum-ass Judd Junior.

And I just don't want him to
make the same mistakes I made.

That's not really up to you,
though, is it?

Hey, you know what?
A piece of it is up to me

because he wants me
to call the fire chief,

just put in a good word for him

and get him a spot
on the roster here.

Hey.

Tell me somethin'.

If you could change any decision
that you've made

since the day you met Grace...
would you?

No. I don't reckon I would.

Does that mean
call the fire chief?

Did I say that?

-No.
-So...

TOMMY:
All I'm saying

is that if your biggest problem

is that Wyatt turn out
just like you,

then you don't have a problem.

He ain't like me, Tommy.

(exhales) He ain't like me.

(grunts)

(Paul chuckling)

Marwani, did you
reorganize these again?

It was either
reorganize the kitchen

or lose my mind on desk duty.

Which would you prefer?

What, is this alphabetical now?

MARJAN:
It was that or color-coded.

I can't even picture that.

-Exactly.
-Hey, man, I like it.

It's giving me
all kinds of ideas
for my cabinets at home.

Hey, man,
you're the type of guy who
has a label maker at home.

Well, her name is Bonnie,

and we have
a very committed relationship.

-Well.
-PAUL STRICKLAND: Mm-hmm.

Oh, hey, man.
Looks like you got a visitor.

Hey, Dad. Got a second?

Yeah, yeah.
As long, as long as
these chimes don't go off.

So you haven't been
responding to my texts.

I just wanted
to reach out to see

if you had any more thoughts
about what we talked about.

You mean about putting in
a call to Chief Bowman?

WYATT: Yeah.

JUDD:
Yeah, Wyatt...

I don't... (sighs)

I won't be making that call.
I think that's a mistake.

No, it's not a mistake.

No, you gotta trust me
on this one, okay?

It is. I've been
right where you are before.

No, you haven't been
where I am.

Dad, you weren't there at all.

I'm gonna stick around
and I'm gonna raise my kid.

And I know, I know that you
would have done the same

if you had the chance,
but you didn't.

Okay? I do.

I'm not gonna make
the same mistakes
as you did, Dad.

-Alright, alright, calm down.
-Uh, I'm-I'm gonna avoid them.

I'm, I'm asking for your help.

Man, I'm here
to help you, alright?

And I do wanna make up for
all the time I wasn't there.

So...

Alright, then make the call.

(exhales)

I won't.

(scoffs) Why not?

Because I don't think
that you're up to it.

I think that you're too soft.

You think I'm too soft?

For this job?

Yeah, I do.

Alright? 'Cause you take
no for an answer, Wyatt.

And then you-- and you wilt

anytime there's
a little pressure

and you get this kinda
hangdog look on your face

like you've got right now.

-WYATT: No, I don't.
-Right-- Yes, you do.

What about that time
at the job interview?

Things got a little tough

and you came
running outta there

with your tail
tucked between your legs.

Okay? This job ain't that.

There ain't no do-overs here.

So my answer's no.

Well, what are you doin'?

WYATT:
Taking no for an answer.

MATEO:
No, we're talking
a mint-condition Squirtle here.

I'm not taking a cent
under $1,200.

No, you get a life,
you bridge troll!

Oh, 900 bucks?

Deal. Text me your deets.

Hoo!

What are you doing?

Uh, I'm just selling
my Pokémon card collection.

What?

Why would you do that?

Um, I need to raise 25K.

It's for my cousin Marvin in LA.

He's locked up
and needs bail money.

Your doppelganger
with the pink hair?

Is that why
he called you earlier?

Yeah. I mean,
Cap doesn't think
it's a good idea,

and he's not wrong.

I mean, he is a frequent flier.

But, I mean, he's still...

He's family.

Yeah.

Well, how much
more do you need?

(clicks tongue)
Uh, well,

I just made 900 bucks
off that Squirtle card,

so that leaves me
with $24,100 to go.

But some lady in Kyoto said
she'd give me $1,600 for...

my Charizard card.

Babe.

Charizard is your favorite.

I know.

But I owe him, Nancy.

Owe him for what exactly?

It-it's complicated, okay?

The point is,
I can't leave him hanging, okay?

Even if he acts like an idiot.

(cell phone chimes)

Did you just
Venmo me $24,100?

You tell that lady in Kyoto
to go to hell.

Uh, what are you, like,
secretly rich or something?

My dad used to say
that the only money

that you can count on
is what's actually in the bank.

I started saving when I was 13.

(sighs)

I mean, babe.

This is too generous.

Well, it's not a gift,
it's a loan.

And I expect it to be paid back
every cent with interest

once he shows up to court.

For sure.
Look, you got it. Listen.

You are such a good girlfriend,
you know that?

-Try the best.
-Ever.

Mm.

BOTH: Mwah.

-Charizard? Come on, man!
-I know.

(screwdriver whirring)

GRACE: Judd.

Hey.

Hope I didn't wake you up.

You did, sweetheart.
What are you doing?

Well, I had
a little leftover energy

when I got off my shift,

and so I thought I'd deal
with these hinges.

And don't pretend like you
ain't been gettin' on me

about these cabinets

not opening and closing
the right way.

Only for, like,
the past four years, yes.

Ooh.

That's like honey butter.

Come here. Check it out.

It is flush.

So would you like to tell me
what this is actually about?

Wyatt come by
the firehouse today.

Hmm...

He was on me about making
that call to the chief for him.

Okay. So you told him no?

It's worse
than that, Grace. I-I...

I told him I wasn't gonna call
the chief because he's too soft.

GRACE: Hmm.

I see.

You should have seen
that boy's face, Gracie.

This might be a hard one
to get back.

The only reason you would
take something back

would be if you didn't mean it.

So did you mean it?

I did.

Look, he's a wonderful kid.

I think the world of him.
You know that.

But ain't everybody
built for this.

Well, I guess that's for him to
find out for himself, isn't it?

I ain't stoppin' him.

But you're not
helping him either.

I'm-- I-I don't feel good
about calling the chief

and telling him something
that I don't believe.

Well, then you should
get yourself to the place

to where you believe it.

Because, sweetheart,
if you don't believe

that your son is tough enough,

then you should toughen him up.

That's your job.
You're his father.

(sighs)

He's gonna hate me.

Him and me both,

if you keep me up any longer.

Okay? Can we go to bed, please?

Thank you for working on it.

(sighs)

What?

I think you might be about
the wisest woman I ever met.

(scoffs) Okay.

I'll try not to be
offended by that.
Thank you.

I also think...

you gonna be the finest grandma
in these parts.

-Excuse me?
-JUDD: Hmm. Hmm.

You didn't just call me
a grandma, I know you didn't.

Oh, you want Granny
or Me-Maw or...

Oh, okay.

Keep on, Grandpa,
and you gonna be
sleeping on that couch.

I hope you all
enjoyed your trip back

because I want dinner
hitting the table

at 1800 hours, okay?

Mateo, you're on protein detail.

Paul, you are choppin' veggies.

Judd, you are peeling.

Everybody else,
the SCBAs need a top-up

and we gotta reload
the four-inch hose, okay?

Man, that woman is relentless.

We have to get her back
into the field.

-Yeah, like I been sayin'.
-(cell phone ringing)

MATEO:
Oh. (laughs)

Hey, what's up, cuz?

How's that free air taste?

Oh, hey, what's up, Daniela?
Where's Marvin?

(tense music playing)

How?

(dramatic sting)

I hope whoever owned
that Porsche had it insured.

My cousin Daniela said
there wasn't much left.

Mateo, I'm so sorry.

You know, he'd only
been out two hours
since he did it again.

He's dead because of me.

That's not true.

Except that it is.

I mean, if I had just listened
to you, Cap, and said no,

he'd be sitting in jail,
pissed, but alive.

I put him behind that wheel.

He put himself
behind the wheel.

Made a bad choice.

You know, he's not the only one.

I guess now you can say
I told you so.

You know me better than that.

Yeah, you have every right to.

(sighs)

Your shift's over.
Go home.

I can send somebody with you
if you want.

I'm good.

(sniffles)

(Mateo sighs)

Oh. Um...

Cap, uh...

I may need
to still borrow some cash.

I don't know if I could afford
that trip to LA for his funeral

and I'm all tapped out
from his bail.

Whatever you need.

Yeah.

That was easy.

(sniffles)

Thanks, Cap.

Well, listen, Nance,
it may be a while

before I get, uh,
get you that bail money back.

Um, because I'm not sure
how it works

when someone's out on bail
and they die committing a crime.

Don't worry
about that right now.

No, but I'm gonna
get you your money back.

I mean, with interest,
just like you said.

I just really wish you
hadn't given me the money.

Are you mad that I did?

No, of course not.

I'm mad that I took it.

I just don't know
what my aunt and uncle
are gonna say

when they find out
I'm the one
that posted the bond.

I'm sure that they'll think

that you were
just trying to help.

Yeah, but there's a reason
why he didn't call them.

Or if he did,
they told him no.

And now I gotta call them.
I don't know...

I'll probably just call them
when I get home.

Well, you know,
I can go with you.

Um, just let me
talk to Captain Vega,

because I'm sure
that she'll let me have...

-No.
-...the rest of the shift off.

No. Uh...

Don't do that.

But you shouldn't be alone
right now, Mateo.

Yeah, well,
that's what I want.

Okay.

I'll call you later.

♪♪

MATEO:
He'd only been out two hours
since he did it again.

He's dead because of me.

I mean, if I had just listened
to you, Cap, and said no,

he'd be sitting in jail,
pissed, but alive.

And I put him
behind that wheel.

(tense music playing)

(heavy breathing)

(screams)

(exhales)

I have to do this.

(thuds)

(alarm ringing)

(sighs, inhales)

You smell that, Matty?

Mom made French toast.

Hey, cuz, rise and shine.

(sitcom audience laughing)

(cheerful sitcom music playing)

(audience gasping,
laughing)

(grunts)

(objects clatter)

(audience laughing)

(panting)

(laughter continues)

Oh, hey, Marvin.

Matty, you know you're not
supposed to be sneaking out.

I'm not sneaking out.

I'm sneaking back in.
Give me a hand.

(audience laughing)

(panting)

(grunts)

Look at this mess.

You know, my mom said
if she caught you sneaking out

that she was gonna
nail that window shut.

-That'd be a fire hazard.
-(audience laughing)

And anyway,
you're not gonna
tell on me, are you?

I don't have to,
because you're gonna
get caught red-handed.

And what makes you say that?

'Cause your hands are red.

(audience laughing)

They're not red.
It's alarming pink.

(audience laughing)

Darn. It must have leaked
from the spray cans.

Wait. What spray cans?

-Those spray cans.
-(audience laughs)

That's funny.
There was two of those.

You weren't out tagging with
your friends again, were you?

(audience laughing)

Do you wanna get
deported back to Mexico?

I don't know.

I was only six
when I moved in with you

and Aunt Marisol and Uncle O.

I mean,
I don't remember Mexico.

-Is it nice?
-(audience laughs)

You're gonna find out.

Now what did you
deface this time?

The school.

-AUDIENCE: Ooh!
-Matty.

(Matty grunts)

Well, I mean, you're the one
that's always telling me

to take an interest
in school.

And, well,

-that was pretty interesting.
-(audience laughing)

Well, I mean,
speaking of school,
you better get cleaned up

or else we're gonna be late.

I don't think
we're gonna be late.

I don't even think
that's possible.

Huh. And why do you say that?

Because it's not there anymore.

What's not there anymore?

-The school.
-(audience laughing)

It kinda...

burned down.

(audience gasps)

♪ Marvin loves a classic book ♪

♪ He likes to rest
in his favorite nook ♪

♪ Then Matty moved in
with the fam ♪

♪ And that's when
the craziness began ♪

♪ Even though they look
like they're identical twins ♪

♪ They're really just cousins ♪

♪ Marvin and Matty,
they're better than one ♪

♪ Double the trouble,
twice the fun ♪

You burned down the school?

I didn't say I burned it down.
I said it burned down.

Well, schools just
don't burn down.

They do.

Especially when janitors

carelessly leave
the door unlocked

for innocent children

to break in and play
in the science lab

-with the bursting burners.
-(audience laughing)

-Bunsen.
-Gesundheit.

UNCLE O:
Oh, boys, you up yet?

-Oh no!
-It's Dad.

Come on!

(whispering)
What do I do, what do I do?

(audience chuckling)

Hey, Uncle O.

UNCLE O:
You're not still in bed,
are you?

No, we're up, sir.

(chuckles)
Hey, Dad.

Oh, Mateo,
you're already dressed.

Yes, sir.

And your bed is made.

A little lumpy bumpy,
but, uh, an A for effort.

-(audience laughing)
-Thanks, Uncle O.

Though the rest
of your side of the room
could use a little attention

from the Army Corps
of Engineers.

-(both chuckle)
-(audience laughing)

What does your Aunt Marisol
always say?

Um, a tidy room for a tidy mind.

How many times
do I have to tell you?

-Listen to the...
-BOTH: To the boss.

-(both chuckle)
-(audience laughing)

Marvin, you're still
standing there in your PJs.

Come on.
Why don't you follow
your cousin's fine example

and get dressed and get
downstairs for breakfast?

It's gonna be on the table
in two minutes.

(sighs deeply)

Two minutes?

What am I gonna do
about these?

Relax. I've got your back.

We'll figure something out.

Turpentine.

Mom keeps turpentine
under the kitchen sink.

That should take
the paint off lickety-split.

-You sure?
-Oh, yeah.

'Cause it'll probably
take your skin off with it.

-(audience laughing)
-(jaunty transition music)

Buenos días, chicos.

-Who wants French toast?
-Ooh!

I do.

Mateo, don't you wanna
wash your hands first?

Oh, yeah. Good call.

Since when do you
two knuckleheads
wash your hands

before breakfast?

Uh, since I read an article

on the bacteria
expression vectors.

Marvin, how many times
have I told you

we do not discuss
pathogenic bacterium
at the table?

I'm sorry, Mom.

I always try to tell you, boys.

UNCLE O/MARVIN/MATTY:
Listen to the boss.

-(Matty/Marvin laugh)
-(audience laughing)

MATTY:
It kinda burns.

That's your fault, stupid.

MILKMAN JUDD:
Milk delivery!
Get it while it's cold.

How does he always
manage to show up

just as the food
is being served?

It's called timing, dear.

Come in, Milkman Judd.

-Aah!
-(audience cheers)

(sniffs) Ooh.

It must be Tuesday

because that's
the unmistakable aroma

of Marisol's famous
French toast and turpentine.

-(audience chuckles)
-Wait a minute. Turpentine?

That can't be right.

Uh, it must be Matteo's cologne.

-(chuckles nervously)
-It's... unique.

Milkman Judd,

can we interest you
in some French toast?

Well, I don't know.

I've got a lot of other
deliveries to make,

but what the heck,
it's only milk, it'll keep.

-(Uncle O chuckles)
-(audience laughs)

So... Oh.

Did you all hear about
the fiasco at the middle school?

(audience gasps)

No!
What happened?

Someone done gone
and burned it to the ground.

(gasps) You're kidding.

That's terrible.

Who would do such a thing?

-My hands are clean.
-(audience laughing)

Is it me or are they acting
peculiar today?

It's just you, Daniela.

(knock on door)

Now who could that be?

Milkman Judd,
do you really think

someone would intentionally
burn down the school?

Could it just be faulty wiring?

Yeah, exactly. Faulty wiring.
Let's go with that.

-Ow!
-The scuttlebutt is, uh,

it was some delinquents,

and they found some evidence.

These officers say that
they'd like to speak to us.

-AUDIENCE: Ooh.
-(Daniela gasps)

It's that dreamy officer Reyes

-and his nincompoop sidekick.
-(audience whistling)

You think if I confess,

they'll take me away
in handcuffs?

-Daniela.
-(audience laughing)

We apologize
for disturbing your breakfast.

-It smells delicious.
-Except for the turpentine.

-(audience laughing)
-UNCLE O: Where are my manners?

Would you like
some French toast?

Why, yes, we would.

No, we wouldn't.

-No, we wouldn't.
-(audience laughs)

I don't know if you've heard,
but some vandals

burned down
the middle school last night.

Yes. We were just
getting the skinny

from our town crier.

-Huh!
-(audience laughs)

-We found this at the scene.
-(Matty/Marvin gasp)

(quietly) I'm so dead.

And so deported.

So much for having my back.

Well, that can't be
from anyone in this house,

because around here,
we use only oil-based paint.

Mr. Zapruder
down at the hardware store

has surveillance film
that proves otherwise.

They've got your nephew
young Mateo

on film buying two cans, sir.

-(audience gasps)
-Oh!

Mateo, is that true?

(breathes shakily)

Mateo?

We took you into this house

and treated you
like our own son.

Partially because half the time
we couldn't tell the difference,

-but also...
-(audience laughing)

...because we love you
like a son.

Now, I'm sorry, but I'm going
to need to know the truth.

What will we see
on the Zapruder film?

Uh, um... Uh...

-Me.
-(audience gasps)

You're going to see me
on that film.

Not my identical cousin.

(all gasp)

You have paint in your hair.

-Alarming pink.
-(audience laughing)

Mateo didn't
burn down the school.

(wink chimes)

I did.

-No!
-Marvin?

But that's not true.

It is true.

You see, I, um,
snuck out last night

and met up
with some of the guys.

-I mean, we didn't mean
to burn down the school.
-(audience gasping)

It was an accident,

if that makes any difference.

No, it does not.

Sneaking out is no accident

and hanging out
with those hoodlums...

I'm gonna wanna know
who those boys are.

I want names.

MARVIN:
Well, Dad,

you can't send me
to juvenile jail

with a reputation as a fink.

He's right. He might get
shanked with a toothbrush.

-Uh-huh.
-(audience laughing)

Um, I take full responsibility.

AUDIENCE: Aw!

(poignant music playing)

Turn around.
Hands behind your back.

♪♪

-No.
-(Marisol crying)

Marvin, don't do this.

If you get into the system,
you'll end up down a bad road.

See, I don't
want you on that road.

You will die on that road.

It's okay, cuz.

I got your back.

Let's go.

No. Marvin!

Marvin!

(dramatic crescendo)

(yells) Marvin!

(muttering)

(weakly) Marvin.

(winces)

(exhales)

(sighs)

Next time, call somebody.

Yeah, I will,
if I don't pass out.

How about if
there isn't a next time?

Yeah, I'm sorry
about the rug, Cap.

It's okay. I've been wanting
to get a new one anyway.

Are you sure he doesn't need
to go to the hospital?

No, I need to go
to the police station.

The police station?
Why?

To report a crime.

W-- What crime?

Vandalism, arson, I guess.

That's what they
arrested him for but...

it was me.

W-- Mateo, are you delirious
or are you just still drunk?

Well, I'm not not drunk.

But it's true.

I burned down my school.
It was me and these guys.

I was 13.

It's when I was staying
with my cousin and his family.

They treated me so good...

and I ruined their lives.

I mean,
they don't know it, but...

they need to know.

Mateo.

No, he didn't want
me to get deported.

So he said it was him.

He went to juvie for me,
and it changed him.

And if-if he didn't
do it that way,

things would have been
totally different.

-You don't know that.
-No, I-I do.

See, there was two Marvins.

There was the one before juvie,

and then there was
the one after.

And, uh...
I need to clear his name.

I mean, this is something
that I should have done
a long time ago.

Cap, will you drive me
to the station?

Mateo, I don't know

the statute of limitations
on juvenile crimes,

but if you turn yourself in now,

you could lose everything.

Yeah.

And I deserve to.

You've been
holding this in a long time.

(sniffles)

Feels like my whole life, Cap.

I need to make this right.

-OWEN: Okay.
-(Mateo sighs)

I'll drive you to the station.

(knock on door)

-Hey.
-Hey.

Come on in.

Thanks for coming through.

-Yeah, no worries.
-Yeah.

So... what's up?

Well, uh...

I've just been thinking
a lot about the way

things ended
between me and you.
It didn't...

it didn't sit right.

-Really?
-JUDD: Yeah.

I forgot all about it.

Yeah.

Anyway, uh...

so Gracie and I talked,

and, uh, we're willing to
help out you and Leigh Ann.

And, uh, you know,
well, for a while at least

until you graduate...

from the Fire Academy.

What?

I thought you said
I was too soft.

So you are.

But if we set aside
some real time,

I'll train you myself,
and we could toughen you up

and you can go in there
and you can earn your seat
at the Academy.

Yeah, I don't think
that's gonna work for me.

JUDD: Hmm.

Why is that?

'Cause I'm starting
at the Academy next week.

Next week?

So how'd you swing that?

I didn't take
no for an answer.

You shot me down,
I went and talked
to the chief myself.

So what, you-you just
went down to Bowman's office

and, what, just barged in?

Pretty much.

Don't worry. I didn't, like,
use your name or anything.

What, are you pissed?

I...
No, I'm surprised.

And I'm proud.

I'm really proud of you.

Still think I'm soft?

Yeah. You-you soft
as a baby's belly.

Alright, we got work to do.

So I got you
some of this stuff here.

Should be your size, but.

God, Dad, you did not
have to do that.

Wyatt, I did have to do that.
I'm your dad. That's my job.

So let's get changed.
Let's go.

You mean, like,
right this second?

You just told me
you start next week.

So, yeah, we don't really have
a lot of time to kill here.

Let's go.

Um...

(upbeat music playing)

(sniffles)

JUDD:
Alright. Let's go. Let's go.

Come on, man.

We don't got a lot
of time to waste here, so.

Yeah, get that--
oh, and then, uh...

yeah, put that on--
on top of that.

-Is that a garbage bag?
-Yeah.

-What is that for?
-(Judd clears throat)

That's to help you suffer.

(Wyatt scoffs)

JUDD: Hmm?

MATEO:
What are we doing here?

I told ya,
I'd take you to the station.

The police station, Cap.

You say you wanna
make things right,

this is how
you make things right.

The way you've been doing it.

You come here every day
and you try to save someone

and you do it because
you couldn't save Marvin.

It's not the same.

Confessing to a crime
that's 10 years old

and already been paid for,

Marvin did that for you.

Don't throw away his sacrifice.

Your work here is too important.

It's too important to me.
It's too important to everybody.

I'm sorry you lost your cousin.

But I don't wanna lose you.

Thanks, Cap.

You bet, son.

♪♪

JUDD:
Alright, tenderfoot.

How you feel?

Let's push it a little bit.
Let's go!

There you go, boy.
Come on!

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