9-1-1: Lone Star (2020–…): Season 3, Episode 17 - Spring Cleaning - full transcript

Ah, I found some extra boxes.

They were folded
up in the garage.

Thank you, Julius. Well done.

His old UT sweatshirt.

Yeah. Wore 'em every game day.

Still smells like him.

Hmm.

You know what? I am
keeping this one.

You know you can
keep all of them.

Uh, no. No, no, no.

Charles has been gone
more than a year,



and it is time to just make
space for new things, so...

Besides, if we donate them,

then other people
can enjoy them.

Yeah, my brother always
did like to give back.

Hey. Did you want something?

Hm?

How about his favorite wingtips?

Um, I'm more of a
vintage sneaker guy.

Oh, stop.

Half of your band's set
is old school standard.

Here. Give 'em a shot.

- Alright, let's do it.
- Alright.

Oh, God, stop, stop. Stop!

What are you doing?



Savage. Give that to me.

Show some respect for the shoe.

Hmm.

- Foot.
- Hmm.

Uh-huh. Here we go, Cinderfella.

There. It's perfect.

I can probably
get the other one.

- Yes!

Alright.

Yeah!

- These are really great.
- Yeah.

Got a gig coming up at
The Whiskey J this week.

I might have to throw
these into the rotation.

Good idea.

You should come.

- To the show?
- Yeah.

I think you'd have fun.

And you, ma'am,
deserve some fun.

You should take the printer.

No, you keep it.

You need it for
your photography.

That's very generous
of you, Freddie.

And take the spatulas too.

It's not like I'm gonna
need 'em for cereal.

Then you should take the bowls.

Thanks.

I should have
cooked for you more.

I blew it.

Don't do that.

We agreed. Nobody
has to feel bad.

It just didn't work out.
It's nobody's fault.

So who takes Wingo?

You bought him, you
should keep him.

I bought him for you.

I think it would just be
hard having him around.

Maybe it's best we
just let him go.

Yeah. I think so too.

Wait! I changed my mind!

- Changed your mind?
- Was that Wingo?

You said you didn't want him.

Of course, I want him.

You bought him for me.

Oh, hey. He didn't go down.

He didn't go down?

Yeah, he's wedged
between a pizza box.

I can save him.

Is that what you want?

Can you reach him?

Yeah. Almost.

Oh!

Oh, my God, Freddie!

Freddie!

He's over here. Please hurry.

I'm Owen. This is Tommy.

Why don't you tell
us what happened?

My friend Freddie, he fell
down the garbage chute

from our apartment,
and now he's stuck.

- Stuck where?
In there.

The trash compactor.

Freddie, the fire
department's here.

- It's gonna be okay.
- Get me outta here!

- Which floor is your apartment on?
- Second.

I always tell the residents
don't reach into the trash chute

but nobody ever listens.

Are you the landlord?

No, building manager.
Part-time. I'm Jimmy.

Jimmy, how often does this
trash compactor activate?

Every hour, on the hour.

But I cut the building's power

- as soon as I heard.
- Good thinking.

Ma'am, why don't
you go with TK here?

He's gonna check you
out while we work.

Listen, Freddie,
we're gonna get you out,

but my friend Tommy is
gonna assess you first.

How much of
me can you even see?

Well, enough to know

that something sliced you
pretty good on the way down.

Does it hurt?

No, it
just feels tickly.

- That's bad, isn't it?
- No, no, no.

You've been upside
down for a while.

It's natural for things
to start to go numb.

Yeah, the bleeding's not bad,

but I can't rule
out a spinal injury.

You're gonna have to
extract him very carefully.

Alright, Marjan, get a
ladder and rubbish hook.

Clean out the trash in there.

When you say "in," you mean
in the, in the dumpster?

Yeah, we need to get a
look at him from inside.

Copy that, Cap.

Glad you're riding
back in the firetruck

and not the ambulance, you know.

Nancy, I need you
to get your kit.

You're going in with her.
We need a neuro check.

I deserve that.

So his leg is caught

between a one-way door
and all this trash.

Mateo, give me the drill.

- We gotta take off this grate.
- Yup, yup.

How's the dumpster
diving coming, Marjan?

Yup, just about
clearing the path, Cap.

Alright.

Path is clear.

Go on in.

Hey, Freddie. I'm Nancy.

I'm just gonna
check you out, okay?

Okay.

Cap, heart rate's in the 120s,

pupils are both
equal and reactive.

Copy that. Glad to hear it.

You got lucky.

All that trash must
have broken your fall.

Lucky is not how
I feel right now.

Alright, but do you feel
my hand on your leg?

Yeah. Yeah.

Alright, Captain, he's good
for extraction when you are.

Copy that. Mateo,
get the K-12 ready.

You're gonna cut him out
the minute I get this off.

- Uh-oh.

What the hell is that?

I got a bad feeling about this.

Cap, it's on. The
compactor's on.

- What do we do?
- It's gonna crush me!

- Freddie!
- No!

You said you killed the power.

I-I did. I...

Wha... Oh, my God!

Alright, I got the
emergency shutoff.

Or maybe I don't.

Cap, it's closing in on him.

- What do we do?
- Oh, my God!

Uh, use the Halligan!

Please. Please!

It worked? It worked!

Clutch idea, Cap. Thank you.

Don't thank me, thank Han Solo.

Get him out of there
any way you can.

Alright, Freddie,
we're gonna pull, okay?

Yes, please. Pull.

- Two.
- One.

No! Please. Oh, God.

No!

Help! Please, help!

Wh... Wh... What happened?

It stopped.

What did you guys do?

I pulled the plug.

That works.

Hmm.

I'm so sorry, Abigail.

You're sorry? Why are you sorry?

I couldn't save Wingo.

No. But you saved us.

I have to tip my hat.

I've never been able to
cajole my fiancé here

to take more than two
bites of broccoli,

and you got him to
clean his plate.

Well, it never tasted like this.

- Oh. Watch it!

Grace, I'm gonna have
to steal this recipe.

Excuse me for a minute, but why
are you assuming it was just Grace?

Actually, Marlene, this
was all Judd and Wyatt.

But thank you, Mom.

Okay, sorry, but since
when does my son know

how to cook anything
without a microwave?

Maybe since he started spending
a little QT with his old man.

If that's the case,
then I hope he continues

to follow in your
footsteps, sir.

Even if they are one-legged.

- Oh!

Wow, too soon. Too soon.

Uh-oh.

Wyatt, what is it?

It's from Tele-Lively.

Tele-what-what-ly now?

It's a big internship Wyatt
was hoping to get this summer.

Oh, no.

What, they-they
don't have a slot?

No, they wanna interview
me, but they changed the job

from being remote to in-person.

I mean, I can't
afford an apartment

for an unpaid internship.

Do you know where the
company's located?

Uh, yeah, it's Austin.

Austin? It's in Austin?

Why don't you just stay here?

No. No, I couldn't impose.

Wyatt, that's nonsense.

This is your home too.

But, like, right here it says

there's five other
finalists for this.

And I'm sure they're all
like, you know, Mensa members.

- Oh, come on.
- And the interview

is with Max Keller himself.

You said Max Killer?

No, Kel... Keller.

Max Keller made
his first billion

by the time he was 25.

- Is that right?
Mm-hmm.

Trust me, we've
heard all about it.

Yeah, and he's been on
the cover of WIRED twice.

I just always choke
for these interviews.

Wyatt, that is not true.

I'm just gonna... I'm
just gonna cancel.

Well, hang on a minute
now. No, no, no, no.

No son of mine is
going back to Waco

with his tail tucked
between his legs

because of some
tech guy, alright?

I got some time off.

Me and you are
gonna work together,

we'll get you in fightin' shape,

so you go in there, you
whoop that interview.

- We are?
- Hell, yeah.

Um, and how exactly

do you plan on doing
that, sweetheart?

Well... There's
a multi-phase process,

and the first step
is to get your

uh...

Get the proper attire.

Hey, roomie. You up?

Yeah, what's up, Cap?
You need something?

Yeah, I made some golden
milk. You want some?

Oh, yeah.
That'd be great, Cap.

Uh, just leave it in the fridge.

The fridge?

Golden milk gets way less golden

and more brackish
when it's cold.

I like it cold.

Alright, suit yourself.

I'll just leave it on
the counter. I'm out.

Thanks, Cap.

- Do you think he knows?
- Nah.

I mean, the walls are thin
here, but not that thin.

How much noise did
we make last night?

A little more than last time.

You know, at some point,
we're gonna get busted.

We're ninjas.

Sooner or later,
we're gonna slip up,

and then it's gonna be weird.

And we promised

that we're not gonna
let this get weird.

Maybe it's time we just
came out and told everybody.

But wouldn't that
make things weirder?

Maybe.

But less weird than
getting caught.

But what if it
becomes a problem?

I mean, you know, officially
seeing each other,

working under the same roof?

Yeah, same roof, but
two different captains

who are both totally cool.

True that.

So, what do you say?

Should we go in today and
rip off that Band-Aid?

Today?

Unless you can think
of a reason to wait.

I mean, maybe we should
go get some coffee first,

strategize about how
we're gonna do it.

Going to get coffee

is what got us into
this in the first place.

That was some good
coffee, though.

It was some great coffee.

Mateo, we don't have
to over think this.

We just go up and tell
'em we like each other.

- It's not a big deal.
- Right.

Unless you feel differently.

I like you, Nancy.

You do?

Yeah.

A lot, actually.

So I guess we're doing this.

Uh, I...

I-I guess we are. Yeah.

Arms down, please.

Seventeen shoulder,

but we'll allow a
little room to grow.

So, do you think we'll
be looking at something

single-breasted or
double-breasted today?

Oh, um... I don't...
I don't know.

How many breasts
would you recommend?

Single-breasted
would be great, sir.

Excellent. I'll
pull some options.

Great.

Hey.

What the hell was that?

What? I've never
bought a suit before.

Also, I-I still don't even think

I'm supposed to
wear one to this.

First of all, you wear a
suit to a job interview.

That's what you do.
Everybody knows that.

Did you wear a suit when you had
an interview at the firehouse?

No, I didn't, but that wasn't
for no office job, Wyatt.

I'm-I'm not talking
about the suit.

I'm talking about
you um'ing and oh'ing

and, you know, mopping the
floor up with your eyes

while that man asked
you a simple question.

I don't know. It's
just how I talk.

Well, we gotta fix that.

How?

Put your shoulders back.

Put your head up.

Like this?

I don't know, this feels forced.

And then when you
talk to somebody,

you look a man
square in his eyes

so he knows that you're
worthy of his attention.

Well, what if I'm
not sure that I am?

Hey, so you get to decide
whether you're worthy or not.

You wanna know what
the big secret is?

What?

Either way you
choose, you're right.

Hang on. Let's try it.

So, where do we want to start?

We've got navy, charcoal gray.

I would like to try the navy.

Very good, sir.

Also the charcoal, please.

Wyatt, that's-that's
too much eye contact.

Sorry.

So, he-he's doing
great, isn't he?

Doing great, sir.

I got winner. I got winner.

Hey, yo, the chili's ready!

We got sour cream, we got
green onions, we got cheese.

- Come and get you some.
- Yes!

Hey, uh, anybody
seen the corn chips?

Corn chips? I hid 'em.

- You hid them? Why?
- Yep?

Because I do not want
you defacing my chili

with corn chips, man.

What is it with
everyone in Texas

putting corn chips in
their chili anyway?

Because it is amazing.

Alright, they're in
the cabinet over there.

- First one? Ha-ha!
- Yeah, top shelf.

Oh.

Come on.

Thanks.

So, shall we do the thing?

The thing?

That we said we were gonna do?

Tell the gang about us.

Yeah. Yeah. Uh...

Yeah, um...

What about Judd?

What about Judd?

I mean, it just
wouldn't feel right

if we did it without him.

He's at home recovering
from a leg injury

that is literally gonna
take months to heal.

He can find out about it on IG.

But he's not on social.

Dude, we doing this or not?

Of course, we are.

Oh, look, there's Carlos.

Carlos! Hey! What's up, man?

Hey. Mateo.

How are you, brother?
What brings you here?

Uh, I heard there was a
Code Seven on the premises.

Code seven? What's a Code
Seven? I'd like to know.

Code Seven's cop talk for lunch.

- I heard there was chili.
- Oh, yeah.

Yeah, well, that's true.

- Right there. Grab a bowl.
- Thank you.

Hey, you ever try corn
chips with the chili?

I'm from Texas. I only
eat chili with corn chips.

-Come
on, Carlos. Not you too.

It just gives it like a, you
know, a nice crunch, right?

That's what I was tryin' to tell
'em, like there should be...

- Mateo?
- Yeah?

Rescue 126 respond.

Cardiac arrest...

Sounds like medical.

Yeah.

Nance, heart attack, let's go.

Right behind you.

- You guys feel it?

That momentum gathering up

as I prepare to squash
you like Juggernaut.

Uh-huh. Okay, just hurry
up and roll already.

Come on, nine, come on, nine.

No nine, no nine. No nine.

No nine, no nine!

Nine! I'm about to be
rollin' in it, baby!

Okay, so that is
some golden-ass wheat

and some rock-sturdy lumber.

So who's gonna hook a
player up with some brick?

For the love of all
things holy, guys,

please do not trade him a brick.

No, forget it, Marjan, okay?

There's no stopping this whole

Chavez-Gillian war machine.

Nance?

Swap you a wheat for a brick?

- Sorry, dude.
Oh!

Denied.

But you have a settlement
on two brick hexes.

I mean, you don't have
a single brick to spare?

Nope.

- Ooh!

- Shaking things up.
Swing and a miss!

Things is different.

Marjan, would you
be willing to trade

an ore for a brick?

Aah! Nancy, I
would be delighted.

What the hell, Nance?

You just told me you
didn't have a brick.

No, I said I wouldn't
trade you a brick.

Oh!
Plot twist!

- I thought we had an alliance.
- Did you now?

Yeah, because we always have
an alliance playing Cat an.

That's why I gave
you all my grain.

And I enjoyed your grain
very much. Thank you.

Yo, Nancy is coldblooded!

I love it. I love it!

Paul, can you grab me a water?
- Yep.

- That's so messed up.
- What's messed up?

I mean, if you're gonna call
off a standing alliance,

you should at least let
the other person know.

Is that how it works?
Because I thought

that you just didn't
say anything at all

and just let the other
person figure it out.

Yeah, if you're a betrayer.

Oh.
Dang.

Wow.
Alright, y'all.

Why don't we all just
take a deep breath

'cause it's getting a little
overheated in here, yeah?

Yep. You guys,
you withhold in Cat an.

You know, that's
how the game goes.

- Whatever. I fold.
- You can't fold.

This is Cat an.
This isn't poker.

Well, either way, I'm
just gonna peace out.

Mateo?
Bro.

Hey, come on, man.
- See you guys.

- You really that salty?
He, he left.

What the hell was that about?

No clue. Hmm.

Oh.

I'm sorry. I didn't
mean to scare you.

I thought your band
had an after party.

Uh, we did, and I couldn't
get out of there fast enough.

Well, you... you were
amazing. Amazing tonight.

Well, inspiration is everything.

Hmm.

Mm, mm! No. Are you crazy? No.

The-the girls.

Well, the girls and I...

Uh...

I think I am crazy.

I'm crazy too.

Hello, husband.

Ah!

It has been a hell of a year.

But that's not
exactly new, is it?

Your daughters
are doing so well.

They just had a birthday.

Eleven.

So you, um, you'll never guess
who's been staying with us

these last few weeks.

Their Uncle Julius.

I know. I'm just as
surprised as you are.

But I think he's changed.

Or maybe I've changed. I...

You always saw something
special in him.

And you were right.

I...

feel alive today.

Charles, I'm thinking
of asking him to stay.

Just to see where
this goes. I...

I want to ask for your blessing,

but I feel in my heart

that you've already
given it to us.

Feels like you've
had your hand in this

guiding him to us.

Taking care of us
from wherever you are.

I love you, baby.

Always.

Morning, Nance.

Hey, bud.

- Feeling any better today?
- Feeling better?

When was I supposed
to have felt worse?

You know, after last night
when you and Mateo got into it.

Oh, that. That was nothing.

Didn't feel like nothing.

Actually, it got kinda weird.

Fine. Maybe it was
slightly weird.

I think we're both just over it.

Over it? Over what?

Cat an.

We're both over Cat an.

Over Cat an?

But that's like our
national pastime, Nance.

And to be honest,
I'm starting to find

the whole thing a little goofy.

Why do we never play
any other games?

Hasn't anybody ever heard
of Yahtzee or Scattergories?

Yeah, I-I guess.

Look, if it's that
important to you,

I will talk to the gang
about trying something new.

I think it'd be good for all
of us to change things up.

Spice of life.

Cat an is spicy.

Where are we going?

To see your Aunt Janie.

- Is Daddy coming?
No.

Daddy has to work.

: Oh, no.

- Hi, babe.
Why did you just

take four grand out of the bank?

I got a notification.

You remember that new
patio set I showed you?

Mommy, I forgot Purple Llama.

Was that Toby?

Why isn't he in school?

Connie, what in the
hell is going on?

I'll get Purple
Llama. You stay still.

Connie, answer me!

- Connie!
- Mommy'll be back.

Connie, talk to me! Connie!

The kids and I won't be
here when you get back.

I'm not letting you lay another
hand on them ever again.

- Mommy? Mommy!
- Oh, God!

- Oh, God!
- Mommy!

Oh, no!

- Oh, God!
- Mommy!

No, no, no, no, no!

- Oh, God, no!
- Mommy, help!

- Mommy!
- No!

No, no, no!

- God! No!
- Mommy!

Ah! Oh, no, no, no!

Mom's name is Connie Allen.

Kids were in the car
when it started to roll.

She threw herself
underneath to stop it.

She used her own
body as a speed bump?

Alright, chock the wheels,
cribbing and an airbag.

Check on the kids.
Make sure they're okay.

Copy, Cap.

Ma'am, we'll get you outta
here in no time, okay?

My kids.

You have to get
them out of here.

Your kids are being
taken care of.

They can't see what's happening.

No. I mean, he's coming.

You can't let him...

Alright, first things first.

Nancy, get her vitals.

She's terrified.

Pulse is 90, BP's 140 over
80. Lungs sound clear.

Okay, start a line. Push ten
milligrams of morphine for the pain.

- Copy.
- Alright, guys, let's raise her up.

Alright, as soon as she's
clear, we're gonna pull her

onto the backboard
and on the gurney.

- We're clear.
Now.

Nice and easy. Alright.

Here we go.

Perfect.

Nancy, let's get these legs
splinted for transport.

Connie!

Oh, God, no.

No.

- Your ex?
Not yet.

You can't let him near my kids.

Connie!

Is she alright?

Your wife's
been in an accident

and, uh, we're assessing her.

Toby, Sammy, come with me.

No, He hits us! He hits me.

We were trying to get away.

- She's delirious.
- No!

Connie, I need you
to settle back.

Your kids were involved
in the accident as well,

so they need to be assessed.

Those are my kids,

and they're coming home with me.

Captain Strand, this patient
needs to be transported.

No, I'm not leaving.

No, no, no, no...

What do we do here, officer?

You can let
me take my kids.

Ma'am, have you reported any
incident of domestic abuse?

No. I've always been too afraid.

Because nothing ever happened.

Legally, there is
nothing I can do.

He's their father.

I'm required to give
them back to him.

Please!

Please!

Hey!

- Owen.
- Cap.

Dad.

Hulk smash.

I'm taking my kids with me.

Yeah. Um, are you sure
they are your kids?

'Cause they don't bear
much of a resemblance.

And it's got me thinking

when was the last time

a wife-beating cuck
like you, actually...

Officer, would you do me
the honor of arresting

- this man for assault?
- With pleasure.

Sir, I need you to put your
hands behind your back.

You baited me. Ow!

You're being arrested
for assault. Let's go.

This is ridiculous.

Toby, Sammy, I'll be right back.

Don't worry. No one's
taking your kids today.

Thank you. Thank you.

- Well played, Cap.
For real.

I thought you were
about to unleash

the rage monster on that dude.

I did.

It just wasn't mine.

How you feel?

Like I'm gonna puke.

Oh, that's natural.

I mean, you look
like a million bucks.

Just don't puke on your duds.

Keep your shoulders
back and your chin up.

And make plenty of eye contact

but not too much eye contact.

That's the ticket.

And don't forget, he
may be Max Keller,

but you're Wyatt Harris.

Hell, yeah, I am.

I'd say break a leg, but...

But you already
got that covered.

- Get outta here, joker.

Hello. I'm, uh, I'm here
about the interview.

You and everybody
else. Have a seat.

He'll be out soon.

If you take away anything
from today, Astrid, two words:

Ice baths. It'll
change your life.

Hit me up any time on Discord.

Skyler, who's my 3:15?

- Wyatt Harris.
Wyatt.

Uh, which one of
you is Wyatt Harris?

- That's me.
Oh. Oh, wow.

Did somebody die?

Uh, no.

Well, then you must
be hunting for Neo.

Oh! Uh...

No, yeah, that's funny

'cause The Matrix...

I'm Wyatt. Wyatt Harris.

Uh-uh... Oh, wow.

You got quite the clammy
grip there, Wyatt.

Okay. Come on back.

: Yeah.

How'd you fare?

Can we just go? Thanks.

Yeah.

Sorry I'm late.

Parking downtown
is such a quest.

Believe me, I get
it. Come on in.

Kids, I have Scattergories,

Trouble, Pictionary.

Why is there no music or food?

Because this is a trap, Nancy.

This whole hang was a trap.

We're not playing Scattergories?

Yeah, we were never
playing Scattergories.

And we never will.

In this house, we Cat an.

Yeah. You-you can't
trash tradition, Nance.

So, please have a seat.

Now, what the hell's
going on between you two?

Oh, my God, this is
getting ridiculous, okay?

Nothing is going on between us.

Yeah, it got a little
over-competitive the other night,

but it's not a big deal.

You called Cat an stupid,
that is a very big deal.

So let's talk it out.

Fine.

Mateo and me, we

you know.

- We don't know.
- We don't. We have no idea.

- No idea.
- We asked you to talk about it.

We knocked boots.

Oh.

Wow...

Well, this is awkward.

You don't need to talk
about this with us if

if y'all don't want to.

Yeah, this is really,
really none of our business.

We didn't mean to put you
in an awkward position.

Not "position."

- Who wants a snack?
- Me.

Actually, you know what?

It is your business.

You made it their business.

I didn't say a thing.

No, but you got weird.

The thing that we said we
were not gonna do, you did.

You know, I just wanna
say for the record, okay,

what happened
between Mateo and I,

it was not weird and
it was not awkward.

It was nice.

It was two people that
like each other a lot

who got together at a moment

when neither of them
wanted to be alone.

Although in this
moment, I kinda do.

- Nance.
- You don't need to say anything, Mateo.

I'm a grown-ass woman,

and I'm not asking
anything of you.

It's cool.

No harm, no foul. I'm over it.

Well, I'm not.

I don't regret anything.

Well, then, what's
your problem, dude?

This.

This is my problem.

I've always been taller
than you. That's not news.

Yeah, well, I haven't thought
about it until I thought about it.

And then I started thinking
about where this is going

and what people might
say if they saw us

walking down the
street together.

You're afraid of
people laughing at you?

I'm afraid that they're
gonna laugh at you,

for being with me.

Mateo, I've been the
tallest kid in my class

since third grade

and at least a head taller

than pretty much
anyone I've ever dated.

Even if they're
in six-inch heels.

I don't care what people think.

And neither should you.

We good now?

Yeah, we're good.

Aw!

Okay! Who's for Cat an?

- Let's go.
Whoo!

Beware of the
Gillian-Chavez alliance.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Nance, Cat an?

Actually, you
wanna get a coffee?

Oh, you...

You-you want some coffee?

I think so.

Yeah, I-I want some
coffee too. I...

- I love coffee.
- Alright.

Um, hey, guys, we're
gonna go get a coffee.

You're gonna go get coffee?

We have coffee.

Um, no, thanks, we're good.

Alright. See you guys.

Bye! Bye.

You still staring up at
the ceiling, aren't you?

Yeah.

- Judd?

You can't keep torturing
yourself over this.

What the hell do I know about
some office job interview?

I sent that boy in there
dressed up like a damn banker.

Well, I thought he
looked pretty good.

Thought he looked sharp.
Thought he looked damn sharp.

Every young man should have
at least one good suit.

Yeah, the
trouble ain't the suit.

The trouble is, I did not
encourage him to go in there

and just be himself.

I threw him off his game.

You were just
trying to help him.

I was... but I didn't.

But I'm gonna.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Where are the girls?

Bundled off to Mrs. Beasley's.

That sounds like the title
to a children's book.

Or a song.

Hmm.

You know, it's, uh, it's good

that we have a
minute to ourselves.

Yeah.

I've been thinking a
lot about you, Julius.

You haven't left my
thoughts... at all.

I know there are a lot
of complicated feelings

around what happened between us.

And, and I just want
you to know that I...

I don't regret it.

And I thought I might.

I thought I might feel that I...

I betrayed Charles
or-or his memory.

But... that's untouched.

No matter what happens, that
will always be untouched.

And I know it now.

I really know it now.

And that's huge.

And thank you.

- I'm glad I could help.
- You did.

It turns out

um

That I actually really
like you, Julius.

You said something about
complicated feelings.

Hmm.

Mine aren't.

I'm in love with you.

What?

In these last couple of weeks,

it's become even
more obvious to me.

And that is why I have to go.

Go?

Before I screw this up,

as I inevitably will,

and... and everything
that has been repaired

could end up being
broken again and just...

Uh, that's the risk we take

when we wake up every morning.

My-my entire profession
is about that.

I...

I don't want to be an emergency

you have to respond to.

My... my brother's shoes
may be a perfect fit,

but I am not near man
enough to fill them.

Nobody's asking you to.

Anything short of that
isn't good enough for you

or the girls.

My manager's been trying

to book us some gigs in
New Orleans, and I've...

I've been putting him off.

But this morning I told him...

"Pull the trigger."

I see.

- Can you forgive me?
- Hmm.

This time, Julius

there's nothing to forgive.

Alright, round two. Here we go.

I don't know how you got me
another shot at this, but...

Thanks, Dad.

Well, Wyatt, you didn't mess
it up the first time, I did.

And, uh, I ain't exactly
got you another shot yet.

What are you talking about?

Don't worry about it.
You sit tight here.

I'm gonna go up there

and have a conversation
with this Max feller

and then I'll call you
when it's time to come up.

Hold on. You haven't
spoken to him yet?

You really think
you're just gonna waltz

into Max Keller's office

and have a
conversation with him?

Yeah, that's pretty
much the idea.

Watch this.

Appreciate you.
- No problem.

You report a gas leak?

Yeah, folks have
been complaining

of a rotten egg
smell in the lobby.

- Just the lobby?
- Mostly.

But then a gal on
the third floor

started feeling lightheaded.

Excuse me a second.

Can I help you, son?

Oh, um, I'm just
waiting for my dad.

It's a 30-minute
loading zone, okay?

Yeah, I'll move it soon.

Show me where the meter's at.

- Basement. This way.
- Basement.

Mechanical room's right here.

Ninety-eight ppm and climbing.

We shouldn't be down
here. We have to evacuate.

9-1-1. What's your emergency?

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