All language subtitles for 911_S05E15.FOMO.eng

Hey, everyone, it's your girl Selene.

As you guys can see,
I am back in La-La Land.

I actually just flew in on
the PJ today, because...

I just got the keys
to my brand-new house!

Ah, it's so amazing. Look at it.

It's like a Barbie dreamhouse,

which is literally
what I told my realtor.

How do they do their job
like that, you know?

Without further ado,

let's go inside.

Ah, you guys.

Okay, wait. I see another question.

"Why were you on a Cessna today?
I thought you had a G5?"

You guys, I take the big plane
when I'm going to, like, Europe.

Today I was flying domestic,
so I took the little plane

to be more environmental.

Okay, plane police?

And this is the kitchen.

No, I won't be doing
any cooking in here,

but my personal chef has
already signed off,

and they love their new office.

And then, while the chef is
cooking up the gourmet du jour,

I will be spending all my time our here.

Ah. Would you look at this view?

Honestly, better than the Observatory

because nobody's here
begging me for a selfie.

JK. Love you guys.

Oh, sorry about that.

That's just some construction
I'm doing on the garage.

Got to make some room for my new ride.

I'm thinking a blacked-out McLaren.

Let me know what you guys think
in the comments.

This is the primary.

But the real, real reason

why I wanted this house in particular...

Okay, wait for it. Wait for it.

My own personal sauna.

Come on in.

In Scandinavia,

people use saunas all the time.

Like, they use them literally
if they want to unwind,

or just, like, relax.

I guess they're really stressed there.

Okay, check this out.

I have a cute little ladle.

See you ladle.

Oh, my God. So fire, y'all.

So cute.

Oh.

Sorry.

I told them to keep it down while I'm

working. I might need
to have a little word

with the construction guys or whatever.

What the hell?

That's not okay.

Um...

Oh, my...

I'm gonna check on that.

Her name's Selene.

We were taking a tour of her new house,

and something happened when
she was showing us the sauna.

She fell and hit her head

and she's not moving.
You have to send help.

Okay, we'll be out there
as soon as we can.

- What's the address?
- I don't know.

I just saw it on the Internet.

- Synced and corrected by synk -
- www.addic7ed.com -

Sue, we've gotten six other
calls about this girl so far,

but no address or last name,
just Selene.

We're getting calls
from Maine, Arizona, Colorado,

all of them just as clueless.

So everyone's seen this video,

but no one can tell us
where she is or-or who she is?

I looked her up on Instagram.
She was in the middle of touring

her new Brentwood mansion when she fell.

She's a big luxury influencer.

- A what?
- A luxury influencer.

It's her job to be rich.

- And that's it?
- Pretty much.

Eddie, let's tweet out a picture
of that girl from the sauna,

see if anyone can ID her.

Uh... what is her name?

Selene. I just sent you her profile.

Selene. Got it. Adding to tweet. Sent.

You need a hand
looking through her socials?

Well, it can't hurt
to have another pair of eyes.

So far, I can tell
it's a house in Brentwood.

You can see The Getty from the pool,

which means it's on the opposite
side of the street.

So it's on the southern side
of whatever street it's on.

Try looking through a topographical map.

Looks like the house is on a ridge.

All these houses are on ridges.

- It's impossible to tell them apart.
- Got it.

Curb number, right across the street.

8497.

Okay, now we just need a street.

Boom. Looks like I'm going viral.

She does have over a million followers.

And one of them
claiming to be her mother.

Wait, what?

They're saying online

that she's hurt. I-Is she hurt?

We can't tell from the stream.

They're also saying
that she's in Brentwood.

Any idea where she might have gone?

She doesn't know anyone in Brentwood.

Or, at least, I didn't
think she did. She's

supposed to be at school,
up in Santa Barbara.

But that account, it goes so far back,

and-and she's been everywhere.

- This isn't her.
- Clay, you have to stop.

This is not my daughter.

This is my daughter.

Not Selene. Rebecca.

We see her almost every other weekend.

And, clearly, she's been lying
to us every other weekend.

She's made a mistake,
and whatever happens next,

she's going to need her parents.

What do we do?
We have no idea where she is.

You said she was up at school.

- How would she have gotten down here?
- She drives.

We bought her a car
when she left for college.

We didn't find a car in her name.

Because it's registered in ours.

You're looking for a red Mini Cooper.

License plate Charles-Adam-Adam-6-9-3.

Belongs to our victim Rebecca Neyer.

Havenhurst clear.

Beadens Brook clear.

Olympus clear.

Vantage is clear.

Engine 118, proceed to Mountain Avenue.

Copy, Dispatch. On our way.

There it is.

Dispatch, we found it.

Hey, you guys working on this house?

We need to get inside.
There's a girl trapped in the sauna.

What girl? This place is empty.

We've been here all day,
working on the foundation.

Can you let us inside to check?

Yeah. Sauna's through that door.

Lucy, cut these hinges.

We're gonna have access in a second.

Okay, Cap. Power and gas is off.

All right, let's get that door off.

Pulse is steady.

Pretty severe contusion on her head.

Most likely looking at a concussion.

Third-degree burns, 45% of her face.

We're gonna have to debride

to start separating the flesh
from the rocks.

Saline ready.

All right.

Oh, my God.

I'm gonna try to pull her off.

- Oh, God.
- H-Hold it,

hold it, hold it right there.

All right, we can cut the rest free.

Okay.

Dispatch, notify First Presbyterian
we're ten minutes out.

Have the specialty burn unit
standing by.

She's on her way to the burn unit now.

High price to pay
for living a fake life.

You think her regular life was that bad?

Maybe she felt like she was missing out
on a life she could have had,

if she'd been born someone else

or made different choices.

Don't you wonder about stuff like that?

Not really.

Well, some people...
Most people, other than you...

Worry that they're not getting
the full experience.

- The unknown is scary.
- You know, FOMO.

Fear of missing out.

You make it sound like a sickness.

- I guess it kind of is.
- Yeah.

- Okay.
- Uh-oh.

You were right about the juice box.

- Told you so.
- Yes.

She likes to squeeze that thing
like it's a stress ball. Don't you?

She didn't even care that
she was covered in fruit punch.

Poor little baby.

Oh, baby, it's okay.

Oh, there you go.

- There you go, honey. There you go.
- Hey.

What's this? Why is her baby box out?

Uh, I just found some stuff
I brought back from Boston.

I want to put it in there.

Wow.

That's a lot of memories.

Yeah, you should see
the camera roll on my phone.

It's like a flip-book.

Watch the baby grow,
right before your eyes.

I missed so much.

Hey. It's okay.

That's why I tried
to document everything.

So you can catch up.

Thanks.

It's really sweet of you.

Let's go, messy baby.

Okay. Yeah.

It was so sweet,

but I was just looking at the pictures

thinking I should've been there.

Look, even if you were here

living your normal life,

chances are you probably would've missed

some of those moments anyway. Right?

I mean, you-you can't be with her 24/7.

A few moments, sure.
But every early milestone?

Only a bad mother misses every one.

Hey, you're not a bad mother.

You were in a bad place,
but you're better now.

You know, and Jee won't even remember

that you were ever gone.

You knew something was wrong
with our family,

even though you were a baby
when Daniel died.

It haunted you your whole life.

I don't want that for her.

That was different. Okay?

Mom and Dad never dealt
with their feelings,

and that's what affected us.

You're not doing that.

I'm scared that
I've scarred her for life.

You haven't.

You know how I know that?

'Cause this is not
the first kid you raised.

That was me.

you don't need to do this,
I know how to feed myself.

Oh, but do you?

Because there's an awful lot
of takeout containers

in that trash can.

Aren't you prohibited
from using my trash

as evidence against me
until after I've put it at the curb?

Well, the evidence was
in full view, Counselor.

You ever think what life would be like

- if you hadn't met Emmett?
- What?

What do you mean?

Well, you were in law school.

You had a whole plan
for the rest of your life.

You met a cute guy,
you dropped everything

and decided to be
a police officer just like him.

That is not what happened.

Emmett was not the reason
that I became a police officer.

Uh-uh, that was a crazy idea

that I had been carrying around
most of my life.

But he was the one that showed me

that I didn't need anyone's
permission to do what I wanted.

- Oh.
- I mean, Emmett taught me to be brave.

So you don't regret not becoming
Ms. Athena Carter, Esquire?

Oh, I am Sergeant Athena Grant

of the Los Angeles Police Department,

- and I am good with that.
- Mm-hmm.

May?

Is everything okay?

I heard from USC the other day.

My deferral's over.

So I have to confirm
that I'm attending school

in fall, or I lose my place over there.

Well, can't you defer again?

No, they already gave me an extension.

This is it.

So, what are you gonna do?

I don't know.

I mean, I like my job,

and it can be really rewarding...

But?

The thought of saying no...

You know, giving up the idea
of attending USC forever...

I don't think I'm ready for that.

- Hmm. Mm.
- Um...

What do you think I should do?

Oh, baby.

Be brave.

Do the thing that you want to do.

♪ I'm a big move ♪

♪ You can't learn a lot of
things that I didn't do... ♪

It might take all night...

...for the feeling in my hands
to come back.

I thought ice bars were over in 2007.

That was not an ice bar,
that was an igloo,

and it was supposed to be
a magical dining experience.

Yeah, well, it was none of that.

Are you texting your coworkers?

Tell them we're never taking
a recommendation from them again.

I am ordering Chinese.

You want scallion pancakes?

Oh...

Just when I think I can't love you more.

Crispy noodles.

Mm-hmm. Done.

Should be ready for pickup
by the time we get there.

- Oh.
- All right, then we can go home

and put on our pajamas.

And eat actual food.

Maybe we should watch that
new moody British crime show.

The one with the guilty couple
or the innocent kid?

I think there's a submarine.

Oh. Huh.

Isn't exactly the...

the adventure I thought
we'd have tonight, but, uh...

Oh, no.

Oh, great.

Too bad our magical dining experience

didn't come with valet parking.

Oh, my God.

Guess we should be happy
they didn't take the whole car.

I think they got
something better than the car.

No. No.

What?

My purse.

You-You're wearing your purse.

Uh, this is my cute little purse
for a phone and a lipstick.

I'm talking about my actual purse.

You left it in the car?

Please tell me your wallet is
in that little purse.

How would you feel about
pajamas, Chinese

and making calls to all of
our credit card companies?

Five minutes to places.

Nervous?

Me? No.

- No, of course not.
- All right.

That is what I like to hear, my man.

We got the band out there,
they're all ready.

The audience is settled.

- Mm.
- All we need is the green light

from the bride's camp,
and we are gonna get

this show on the road.

- Sound good?
- Okay.

- Okay. Okay.
- Okay.

Wedding day.

- Yeah.
- My favorite.

You're gonna do great.

All right, let's go, people.

You can do this.

Yeah. You got this.

Yeah.

Hi.

Hi.

The groom came in at 11:00.

We did a final fitting on the suit.

Then a little shave and a haircut.

He went to the green room
for breakfast...

Tea, honey, plain bagel,
toasted with butter.

We walked him down the aisle at 1:15.

He said he was fine.

I called for action at 1:36.

Bride started down the aisle at 1:42.

Groom went down at 1:44.

You call for action? For a wedding?

Wait. I-I know what this is. It...

Speed Wedding.

Two people who've never met before
are matched by a team of experts

and they meet for the first time
at the altar.

So they can marry
someone they've never met?

People watch that?

Yeah, Athena and I watch it to unwind.

Amazing the lengths
that people go through

to justify their guilty pleasures.

No, it's-it's a sociological experiment.

It's a crapshoot.

- Like all marriages.
- Sir, my name is Bobby.

We're gonna check you out
and find out what's going on.

No, no, no. Don't get up.
You've had a nasty fall.

I was just nervous. I'm okay now.

We'll determine if you're okay,
sir, please.

So, how do they pick the couples?

Oh, it's all based on
compatibility tests.

You know, science.

Like online quizzes?

Uh, we're still getting married
today, right?

What's the rush?

I can't end up like my sister,

a sad, lonely, middle-aged woman.

- I'm 32.
- I'm fine. Really.

- I just want to get married.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Your heartbeat is muffled,

which-which could be cause for concern.

Do you have any medical conditions?

Are you taking any medication
that we should know about?

No, no, nothing like that.

Except...

- Oh, oh.
- Easy.

Okay, okay.

- Let's get him on oxygen.
- Talk to me, Hen.

His heartbeat's muffled.

I-I can barely hear it.

But when-when I listen
to his right lung,

- I can hear it more.
- What could be causing that?

Well, when I palpated his abdomen,

his spleen was missing
from the left side.

- It was on the right.
- Heart on the right,

spleen on the right.

They're supposed to be on the left.

Approximately one in 10,000 people

present with dextrocardia,

and I think he might be that one.

All his organs, including his heart,

are on the wrong side of his body.

That's not in his questionnaire?

That's a huge thing to leave out.

Well, we do a standard
medical screening.

There was nothing
in his physical or his history.

We've got jugular venous distention.

Muffled heart sounds
and low blood pressure.

That's three for three for Beck's triad.

Cardiac tamponade.

He's bleeding into
the sack around his heart.

It's filling up, and the pressure is

keeping his heart from beating fully.

Please save my husband!
I can't be a widow.

Hang on, you're not married yet.

Oh, my God. You're right.

I'm never gonna get married.

Oh, my God. This is a sign.

He's coding.

I need to drain the blood.

Wait, from his heart?

What if you're wrong about
the dextrocardia?

I'll collapse his lung,

but I thought I'd try not to do that.

- Huh.
- Buck, start ventilating.

I'm gonna drain the blood.

All right.

Here we go.

I can hear his heartbeat clearer now.

He's returning to normal sinus rhythm.

Okay. Let's move him.

I'll call it in on the
way to the hospital.

Oh, he's okay. Great.

I'm just gonna need you guys
to sign these releases

on your way out,
so we can air the footage.

- Yeah, yeah, great.
- No.

No.

Carissa and Ephraim are
never gonna last.

But that compatibility score
is off the charts.

- Numbers aren't everything, Henrietta.
- Oh.

Says the scientist.

Uh, this is not science.

It's more like a car
crash in slow motion.

Hey. Let's watch the finale.

- We can see who's right.
- Mm-mm.

Tomorrow, babe.

Ah, I'm too tired tonight.

Actually, I was thinking
that maybe tomorrow

we could go downtown again.

There's this digital art walk happening.

Oh, please tell me
this is not something else

your coworkers were talking about.

Well, I read about it in the Times

and they said it was a...
modern urban adventure.

It sounded fun.

Okay.

What's going on, Karen?

First, you want to go
on this culinary expedition.

Now it's an artistic adventure.

What's next? A shopping safari?

Did you know we have 11 subscriptions

to streaming services?

Since we had to cancel my credit cards,

I've been getting emails
to update our payment information.

- 11 emails.
- All-all right.

Well, clearly, we need to cut back.

Or maybe we need to cut loose.

- I feel old.
- W-What?

At work.

Everyone in my group,

most of them are a decade
younger than me.

Some are double that.

- Well, Karen, you're their boss.
- Uh...

Of course, you've been doing
this longer than them,

so you're older.

Their lives just seem so different.

They go out almost every night.

Road trips on the weekends
and backpacking

through exotic places
on their vacations.

They work hard.

And they play hard.

They're making the most of their lives.

And you're not.

Don't get me wrong.

I love tea parties with our foster kids

and watching terrible TV shows
with you, but...

But you miss being that age.

Not sure I ever was that age.

You know what I was like when we met.

Work hard, work harder.

And now I can't help but wonder,

what did I miss out on?

I mean, I-I get it.

She spent her 20s going
after a very specific goal.

You know, she didn't waste time
trying to figure out

what she wanted like I did.

Now she's feeling like she missed out

on a key part of life.

I thought Karen liked her job.

Yeah... She does.
It's-it's not really that.

It's like...

She never got to be really free.

So she wants to be 20 again.
Work all day, party all night.

Wouldn't go back
to my 20s if you paid me.

- Same.
- I don't know,

if you could do it all over
again, you wouldn't think about

doing something
different with your life?

No chance.

In my family, there was
only one career option

for boys: firefighter.

I didn't know you were a legacy, Cap.

- Fourth generation.
- I got it.

Crypto.

Uh, come again?

Cryptocurrency.

If you would've bought back in 2012,

you'd be set for life by now.

I can't believe I missed out on that.

That's your big regret in life?

Oh, I mean,

basically did everything else
before I became a firefighter.

So, yeah, no,
I feel pretty good about my 20s.

Hen, you think

Karen is just, I don't know,

maybe just going through
a midlife crisis?

When did I become middle-aged?

Uh, w-well, you know,

the life expectancy for women
is-is, what, like, 80? So...

You know, if you keep talking like that,

I think this is about to be
your biggest regret in life.

Or what's left of it.

Hen,

you and Karen love each other.

You have a good life together.

Is it possible you're overthinking this?

I mean, she seemed worried

that she'd missed out
on something important.

I'm not sure how to fix that.

You can't.

No matter how much we wish we could,

there's no such thing
as making up for lost time.

Hey, Mom. I see a common warbler.

That's not a common warbler, dummy.

That's an orange-crowned.

Don't call your sister names, Dani.

- Wow, look at that. Whoa.
- Come on, let's go.

You're awful quiet today.
What's going on?

Come on. You used tell me everything.

Not anymore.

We only see you on weekends now.

I know I'm not there
as much as I used to be,

but I am still your mom 24/7.

Whatever's going on, you can talk to me.

I don't want to live with Dad anymore.

Okay? I want to live with you.

Oh, honey. You know
why we did it this way.

It's easier for you
to stay with your Dad

during the week while I'm working.

And then we get to do fun things
together on the weekend.

But you're never there when I need you.

I'm just a phone call away.
Any time, day or night.

Even after midnight?

Especially then.

Hey, look at that. Race you up there.

Wait for me.

- Mom, look at this.
- What do you think it is?

- Why is it here?
- I don't know.

Cool.

Hey, Dani.

- Tag, you're it.
- Hey!

Got you!

- You're it.
- Hey.

Be careful, girls.

I'm gonna get you. Gonna get you.

I'm gonna get you.

- Mom.
- Elena, move!

This whole area was a missile base

right up through the Cold War.

My guess? It's been 50 years
since they capped these silos

and they're not holding anymore.

All right, Buck, you got this.

Hi, I'm Bobby. What happened here?

We were just playing and,

and, I don't know, the ground moved
and she just disappeared.

We called for her,
but she's not answering.

- I want to see Mom.
- We are gonna do

everything we can for her.

I tell you what, let's go wait by the
engine while they get her out. Come on.

Might be as much as 80 feet.

There's some kind of gate over there.

Maybe it's a tunnel.
We could get to her that way.

Rappelling down is gonna be
the quickest way to get to her.

But it might be safer
to bring her out that way.

Okay, you grab saws,
I'll grab harnesses.

Yep, go ahead, take a seat right there.

What are they doing?

Well, it's kind of like rock climbing.

We put the harnesses on,
we attach them to cables

so we can lower ourselves
to get to your mom.

And then you pull her out?

Won't that hurt her?

We're gonna get her out
in a different way.

We're in.

Hen, we're on our way to you.

Visibility is zero.

Okay, wait, wait.

I have a visual. I can see her.

Okay, I'm on the ground.

Touchdown.

The kids... Where?

They're fine, they're fine.

Let's just focus on you right now.

- Cap, we got her.
- Copy that.

Heart rate's way
up, blood pressure's really low.

Running fluids.

Can't really

feel much.

Could be the adrenaline.

Likely a pelvic fracture.

Abdomen is warm to the touch,
belly's full of blood.

Need... my kids.

They're waiting for you
up at the surface.

I'm not gonna make it
back to them, am I?

Well, your organs

may have sustained some serious trauma.

It's-it's hard for us to know

just how severe it is from down here.

Once we get you
to the hospital, they can assess.

So dumb, being out here.

Trying to make up for lost time.

I'm sure your girls understand.

Can I talk to them?

If we delay getting
you to the hospital...

Please. I need to tell them.

Okay.

Cap, can you put the kids on the radio?

Mom needs to speak with them.

Can't we do that up top?

I think it would be best
if she did it now.

Copy that.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey,
I thought we were moving her.

She wants to talk to her kids first.

She doesn't think
she's making it out of here.

She doesn't want
their last memory of her

to be screaming.

All right, Cap.

Copy that, Chim.

You want to talk to your mom?

- Yeah.
- All right.

All you have to do is push
that button right there

- to talk to her.
- Okay.

- Here you go.
- Mom?

Mom, are you there?

I'm here, sweetie.

Are you girls okay?

We're scared, but we're okay.

I know. I'm sorry that I'm scared you.

No, I'm sorry, Mom.

If we hadn't been playing,
you wouldn't have fell.

No. Not your fault.

Just an accident.

I know it's hard when we're apart.

When it seems like I'm not there.

But the secret is,

I'm always with you.

Even when you can't see me.

You girls are the best parts of me,

so whenever you feel sad or alone,

just reach for each other

and that's when you'll feel me...

...with you.

And remember...

...that I love you.

But...

we'll see you soon, right?

Yeah, baby. Soon.

Cap, she's ready to move.

Here.

Copy that, Chim.

What are we gonna say to her kids?

Nothing.

They don't hear this news
from strangers.

We transport her and them
to the hospital.

They're gonna need their dad.

You guys go ahead. We'll... we got it.

♪ The other night, dear ♪

♪ As I lay sleeping ♪

♪ I dreamed I held you ♪

♪ In my arms ♪

♪ When I awoke, dear ♪

♪ I was mistaken ♪

♪ So I hung ♪

♪ My head ♪

♪ And I cried ♪

♪ I'll always love you ♪

♪ And make you happy ♪

♪ And nothing else ♪

♪ Could come between ♪

♪ But if you leave me... ♪

Yes, this is Howard Han

with the Los Angeles Fire Department.

Is this Mr. Cruz?

Your girls are fine.

But your ex-wife has had an accident.

♪ My dreams... ♪

Sorry for your loss, sir.

♪ You are my sunshine ♪

♪ My only sunshine ♪

♪ You make me happy ♪

♪ When skies are grey... ♪

Why aren't the sirens on?

♪ You'll never know, dear... ♪

Mom doesn't need them anymore.

♪ I love you ♪

♪ Please don't take ♪

♪ My sunshine away. ♪

So my message to all of you out there is

don't worry so much

about what you might be missing out on.

Instead, remember what you have.

Family, friends.

These are the most important things.

I was afraid of being who I really am,

and because of that, I hurt myself

and the people that I care about.

Don't live your life for anyone else.

Live your life for you, and as always,

you can follow my profile
at the link in my bio.

One-hundred-percent-Rebecca.

That was unexpectedly deep.

I guess it took a near-death experience

for her to appreciate her actual life.

Mm-hmm.

Are you okay?

I just can't believe
she got to me, but...

I'm wondering if I'm living
my life for myself.

I came to work here
after my mom almost died.

I was so afraid something else
like that would happen again.

And I felt like she needed
someone to look out for her.

There's nothing wrong with
wanting to protect your family.

But before all that,
I wanted to be someone,

a very specific someone and...

I think I'm losing that person.

Trauma often causes us to turn inward.

I guess therapy is rubbing off on me.

Look, you hid in a place you knew,

where you could feel safe
and keep your family safe.

I understand the motivation.

Does that make me a coward?

I don't think cowards
usually ask that question.

So how do I get back
to that person I wanted to be?

I'll let you know
when I figure that out.

Feel like I could sleep for a week.

Oh.

Well, I was gonna see if you still
wanted to go to that art walk thing.

This is the last weekend.

I've decided to embrace being old.

Maybe tomorrow we can go find ourselves

a nice early bird special somewhere.

Okay.

But what has caused
the pendulum to swing

so far in the other direction?

Marching band bake sale.

87 cupcakes.

I know, that's an odd number.

I ate three of them.

Karen...

Fraud alert.

Someone's using one of our credit cards

at a club on Sunset.

What?

We canceled all my cards.

They're using mine.

Oh, God.

The credit union account.
Your card was in my wallet.

- I'll just decline the charge.
- No. Wait.

I'll go change.
Tell Toni we're going out.

- Where are we going?
- To catch a thief!

To catch a...

...what?

Hi. I'd like to close out my tab.

- Name's Henrietta Wilson.
- You got it.

So what do we

do when we find this person?

Make a citizen's arrest?

Glad to know we have such a solid plan.

Here you go.

Oh, wait a sec.

- You're not Henrietta Wilson.
- Nope.

But neither is the girl in this picture.

Henrietta Wilson. Nice to meet you.

All right, they're calling the cops.

What... On me or the girl
in the picture?

- That was unclear.
- Huh.

There's no sign of our perp.

- Maybe our perp is on the lam.
- Maybe it's so dark in here

I could trip over my mother
and not know it.

Do you have your phone on you?

Yeah. Why?

♪ Good tribe, got a good vibe ♪

No.

♪ Drop top just to let the hood watch ♪

No.

- Ha, ha.
- No.

Sorry, sorry. Not her, either.

We're gonna be here all night.

♪ Never told but everyone knows ♪

Maybe.

- Ha!
- Hey!

Who the hell are you?

Henrietta Wilson.

And you?

- Oh, crap.
- We got you.

Whatever your name is.
What is your name?

I'm not telling you.

Her name is "Klowee," with a K, a W

and two E's.

What kind of idiot picks that spelling?

My mom.

Is this is your actual driver's license?

Hard to get a good fake ID these days.

Faking that little hologram bear
costs a lot of money.

Klowee, no offense,

but you should probably
reconsider a life of crime.

Why, 'cause it's wrong?

'Cause you suck at it.

Officers, hello.

We have apprehended the suspect
and she just made

a full confession.

I'll need to go down

to the station in the morning.

Talk to a detective,
probably sign some paperwork.

Eh, that's the boring part.

The takedown's where's it at.

You sound pretty amped for a woman

who was about to pass out an hour ago.

The thrill of the chase.

Which is probably gonna wear off soon.

So we should get home
before that happens.

Or...

Or what?

Pretty sure

we didn't close out
that bar tab in my name.

Work hard, play hard?

Okay, let's do it.

- Hi.
- Hey.

Uh, your daughter has decided
that she no longer wants to eat.

Am I doing something wrong here?

She's been real fussy about food lately.

Yesterday, she wouldn't
eat out of her bowl.

So I just poured some dry cereal
on her plate

and she finally ate that.

She liked oatmeal a week ago.

Fish sticks for breakfast?

She never says no to those.

I will get you some fish sticks.

What...

Oh.

Wait, are-are... Are you... Has she...

- No, no, no, this is the first time.
- Oh, my gosh.

You're doing something
for the first time.

Who's a smart cookie?

You're a smart cookie.

- Yes.
- Oh, God, this is a huge moment.

- I should document it.
- No, no, no.

Let's just enjoy the moment together.

Aww. Do it again.

- Yeah, do it again.
- Come on, do it again. You can do it.

- Do it again.
- Come on.

- Ah, yay!
- Yay!

- You're so smart.
- Are we going back to the set?

Look, I know your heart's
in the right place.

Or I guess yours isn't.

But due to your undisclosed
medical condition,

you won't be able
to participate in the show.

What about Alyssa? I know she
really wanted to get married.

She still does.

♪ What about love? ♪

♪ What about trust? What about us? ♪

Hey, you.

Hey.

Looks like someone is taking
a little walk down memory lane.

Yeah, something like that.

They were my best friends.

And we were gonna change
the world together.

Well, didn't you? Aren't you still?

Maybe not in the way
you thought you would then.

You know, there are so many other ways

my life could have gone.

I mean, just a decision or two

would have made it all
turn out differently.

You have regrets?

No regrets.

I know that I'm where I'm meant to be.

♪ Oh, what about us? ♪

♪ What about all the times
you said you had the answers? ♪

♪ What about us? ♪

♪ What about all the broken
happy ever afters? ♪

♪ Oh, what about us? ♪

I miss Mom.

It's okay.

Look.

She's right here.

♪ What about all the plans
that ended in disaster? ♪

♪ Oh, what about love? ♪

♪ What about trust? What about us? ♪

♪ What about us? What about us? ♪

♪ What about us? ♪

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