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(indistinct chatter
and laughter in distance)
(acoustic guitar playing
in distance)
(sighs)
(groans)
(laughter, clamoring)
ANDREW:
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 -hour shift.
Can you guys call it a night?
-I need some sleep.
-Oh, I thought you said
Captain America
didn't need sleep.
-(laughter)
-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?
-ANDREW: It's my char.
It's my char!
(gas hissing)
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.
(quiet chatter)
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.
(alarm whooping)
I need new friends.
♪ ♪
-We clear?
-Yeah.
-Clock an inch your right.
-Ooh!
My right.
(chuckles) 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.
-OWEN: 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.
-(Owen sighs)
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.
TK:
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 when 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!
(knocking)
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 dr*gs, 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.
(chuckles) Um...
Uh... what are friends for?
-Uh, right?
-That's my dog right there.
♪ You're the one to blame ♪
♪ ♪
(machine rumbling)
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.
(sighs, mutters):
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?
-(screams)
-(all clamoring)
(sirens wailing)
-All right, TikTok squad.
-(Sheila sobbing)
It's an active rescue,
so b*at 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.
-TOMMY: Hey, what's your name?
-Sh-Sheila.
Hi, Sheila. TK?
Take her vitals,
hook her up to the LifePak.
How's your pain?
(crying):
I think I broke my arm.
I can't feel anything.
I'm really cold.
TOMMY:
Understandable, honey.
We're gonna get you
-out of here as soon as we can.
-(shuddering)
She's not hypothermic.
Heart rate's at . 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- , the, uh, grinder
and a couple turnouts.
MARJAN:
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?
-(sobbing): Okay.
-This will protect
your eyes, okay?
-Keep your head down.
-Okay.
(mechanical whirring)
Grinder?
-(mechanical whirring)
-(shuddering)
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. (grunting)
(grunting, whimpering)
TK, get the saline ready
to irrigate the wound.
Keep going, keep going,
keep going.
MATEO:
Okay, I'm clear.
-(crowd gasping, clamoring)
-TOMMY: 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.
(indistinct radio chatter)
(groans)
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.
(mechanical whirring)
(monitor beeping rapidly)
Cap, she's crashing.
-TOMMY: Run it wide open.
-Come on, Sheila, hang on.
(monitor beeping)
She's going back
into normal sinus.
(steady beeping)
TOMMY:
There you go. Hey, girl.
You made quite a mess.
Friends discount for life.
I'm gonna hold you to that.
(laughter)
I told you they suck.
Y-Yes, they do.
So, do I call it "Bloody Sundae"
or "Arms à la Mode"?
-I mean, who...
-(laughter)
(laughs)
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, g*ng,
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.
-(phone chimes, vibrates)
-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.
(sighs)
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...
(sighs)
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...
(chuckles)
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 expl*si*n.
-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.
-(birds chirping)
-(exhales)
♪
(grunts)
(exhales)
(whimpers, shudders)
(groans)
(panting, whimpering)
-(grunts)
-JUDD: 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.
(whimpers)
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.
(exhales)
(panting)
-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.
JUDD:
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.
(exhales)
I love you, too.
(sighs)
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?
(gags)
Please don't say "chunky."
Dude, you look tore up.
-I had a rough night.
-PAUL: Oh, yeah?
Roommates pressuring you
into making bad decisions again?
-More like roommate.
-MARJAN: 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?
-MATEO: Two days ago.
I thought I'd finally
get some rest.
(exhales)
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
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 sh*t. Just one sh*t.
Okay.
Long as it's just one.
-(exhales): Ah.
-*
Tequila
♪
OWEN:
So I say,
"Sure, but I wouldn't want
to limbo under
your
bar."
-(laughs)
-Mm?
("Tequila" by The Champs
playing)
(wretches)
(grunts, coughs)
("Reelin' in the Years"
by Steely Dan playing)
♪ 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!
(both laugh)
(both vocalizing guitar melody)
(laughing)
That actually sounds
like fun, though.
Yeah, it is, until Cap
gets hammer-time.
(exhales) 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.
(laughs)
And things were going so great.
After that crappy year
we all had,
things were really looking up.
And then...
(imitates expl*si*n)
Well, at least
you got your health.
-Do I?
-Mm-hmm.
Can I tell you a secret?
(laughs):
I don't think so.
So...
I was supposed to get
this last cancer surgery,
and I canceled it.
You canceled it?
(laughing):
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.
-OWEN: Hey.
Paul, Marjan. Roomie.
(chuckles)
-What are you guys
talking about?
-(all stammer)
Just about the, uh, situation
at my house.
Craziest story, right?
Yeah, to-totally crazy, Cap.
Just...
MARJAN:
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.
-(chuckles)
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.
(both chuckle)
Yeah.
(panting)
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.
(exhales sharply)
(groans, pants)
(grunts, gasps)
(sighs)
(groans)
-(crunching)
-(gasping)
Oh, no.
Oh, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no.
(phone vibrating)
(pained groan)
(panting)
Grace... you got this.
You are gonna get your butt up,
and you are gonna drive home.
Okay.
Oh... one, two, three.
(cries out)
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.
(siren wailing)
OWEN:
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.
PAUL (over comm):
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.
JUDD (over comm):
Wait, who y'all talking about?
-Who's depressed now?
-MARJAN: Cap. Mateo got wasted
with him last night, and
apparently, he spilled his guts
about being super sad.
, 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.
(exhales sharply)
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 sh*ts
of premium tequila,
and they're betraying
confidences.
I think I want to go down now.
Okeydokey. Let's go.
(sighs)
(knock on window)
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.
(chuckles)
Yeah. You know, I know.
Right? People expect women,
especially Black women,
to just be on it / .
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.
(sighs heavily)
(both chuckle)
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.
-(scoffs) What? Tommy!
What about your car?
I will rideshare.
-See, I know how to use my apps.
-(laughs)
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.
-(both laugh)
(sighs)
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... (chuckles)
not depressed.
When's the last time you slept
until : in the afternoon?
-It's : ?
-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.
PAUL:
No, probie, no.
Why does everybody look
like somebody d*ed?
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.
TK:
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.
JUDD:
No, you don't.
You take the punches.
And then if they stop,
uh, you go find some more.
TK:
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.
(laughs) Smiling depression?
Is that a thing?
-It's a thing.
-PAUL: 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.
-TK: 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.
-(door closes)
-That was depressing.
(Grace exhales)
(groans)
(panting)
(whimpers)
Judd.
-Judd.
-(inhales sharply)
Hey, I'm sorry, baby.
-You all right?
-Yeah, I'm okay.
Um...
(exhales) 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.
(Grace grunts, exhales)
(both take deep breaths)
Good.
(whimpers)
That's good. Yep.
(grunts, panting)
Good, good. Good.
-Thank... (gasps)
-Mm-hmm.
-(exhales)
-Okay. Okay.
(exhales)
(Owen whistling)
Buttercup!
Really?
You ghosting me again?
-Buttercup?
-(Buttercup whimpers)
Buttercup?
Hey, you okay?
Oh, no.
(dogs barking)
♪ ♪
-(door opens)
-TK: Hey, Dad.
Oh, hey, son.
-Guys, thanks for coming.
-CARLOS: 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.
-(exhales)
Thank you.
I mean, I kind of needed
that little kick
in the ass yesterday.
-Hey.
-Buttercup?
-(chuckles)
-He looks so much better.
TRAN:
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?
TK:
You know you're still getting
-that surgery, right?
-Yes.
I do, but first,
we are gonna have a party.
-(siren wailing)
-OWEN: Attention, attention.
This is Captain Owen Strand,
Austin FD, Company .
Please evacuate your homes
to help us celebrate
the sixth birthday
of Shawn Meyers,
and enjoy all the ice cream
you can eat.
("You're My Best Friend"
by Queen playing)
♪ Ooh, you make me live ♪
♪ Whatever this world
can give to me ♪
♪ It's you, you're all I see ♪
♪ Ooh, you make me
live now, honey
♪
♪ Ooh, you make me live ♪
♪ Oh, you're the best friend ♪
♪ That I ever had ♪
♪ I've been with you
such a long time
♪
♪ You're my sunshine ♪
♪ And I want you to know ♪
♪ That my feelings are true ♪
♪ I really love you ♪
♪ Oh, you're my best friend ♪
♪ Ooh, you make me live ♪
♪ Ooh, I've been
wandering round
♪
♪ Still come back to you ♪
♪ Still come back
to you ♪
♪ In rain or shine,
you've stood by me, girl ♪
♪ I'm happy... ♪
Pretty awesome idea, Dad.
Just being friendly.
♪ You're my best friend. ♪
02x10 - A Little Help From My Friends
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A NYC firefighter relocates to Austin, Texas with his son, where he tries to start a new life while he works to save people's lives.
A NYC firefighter relocates to Austin, Texas with his son, where he tries to start a new life while he works to save people's lives.