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VOICE (over loudspeaker):
Hear ye, hear ye.

We bid you welcome to
the Oak River Renaissance Fair.

Step into the glorious age

of lords and ladies,
knights and knaves.

Partake in revelry and feasting.

Test your skill
at the archery range

and witness magnificent displays
of swordsmanship.

Let the sounds of lutes
and laughter fill the air

as you immerse yourselves

in the splendor
of the Renaissance.

(clangs)
(onlookers cheer)

Well done, noble warrior.

What is your name?

Evelyn of Garth,
slayer of the Southlands.

VENDOR:
Evelyn of Garth,

it appears your lady
has a wandering eye.

EVE:
What? Oh, no,
she's not my lady.

Uh, she was.

She might be again.
In the future, you know?

Uh, you know what?

Uh, bye. Thank you.

FRANCINE:
It's just, I-I'm a park
ranger. I know...

I'm just wondering
where the falcon is now

because, you know,
they can't just be in...

She's in--
...like, a pet store
cage, right?

They need a government--
state-inspected mews.

She's my family.
It's a whole thing,
I'm just checking in about it.

We love our falcon.
My lady, I've been
looking for you.

Let us walk away.

Sure, I-- (laughs)

They're just--
T-They're very delicate animals.

So, I just-- You know,
it doesn't hurt to ask.

So, uh, I...

Look, the state park is not
in need of a ranger. (laughs)

It has need of
fun and whimsy.

Ah.
What--

This is the whimsy?

(both laugh)

Okay, I just don't think
animals can have jobs.

They shouldn't,
that's all I'm saying.
I hear you.

AMPLIFIED VOICE:
Noble knights,
shield thy maidens

from the dragon
of Oak River.

(roars)

Ooh. Do you want
to get pics

in the medieval
torture devices?

Absolutely, especially
because one of them is named

after my fourth
favorite band.
Oh.

An iron maiden?

You remember.

You know,
I try, I try.
(laughing)

How many months do you have
left on your sentence?

(laughs)
And how many credits
have you banked

since you've been
back in camp?

Uh, nine months,
and I don't know.

Dad.

You've been in this alone.

And now you have a parole coach
who's got her head in the game.

But I can't run a good play
if you don't give me stats.

(chuckles) All right, Coach,
I'll get you the numbers.

Ooh!
Boom! (laughs)

¡Eso! (laughs)

Damn, girl.
You know it's a game, right?

That's how you play.

Is this a fire camp
family visit?

MANNY:
Ah, sure is.

Hey, Chief.
SHARON:
Not Chief today.

Today, I am acting
Three Rock Captain,

filling in for Eve's alternate,
who called in sick?

Oh, yeah, it's probably
the same stomach bug

that Big Mike got.

That's why I always pass
on prison sushi. (laughs)

Oh, my God.

(laughs)

Um, hey...

Since you got eyes on
Three Rock today, Chief,

uh, if you think
of anything creative

to get my dad early parole,

just, you know,
lay it on us.

Okay.

(Sharon chuckles)

GABRIELA:
All right, I got to...

do some things
before my shift.

I'll see you later.
Love you.
I love you, too.

SHARON: Bye.
Bye.

Manny, you know,
since you went rogue,

it's kind of lucky
that you're even here.

Yeah, I know.

And you know I'm nothing
but grateful, right?

Yeah, but the ice under your
feet has never been thinner.

If you even want
to get out on time,

you can't break one rule.

Uh, don't give any CO
a dirty look.

I wouldn't even snore
after lights out.

I definitely wouldn't get
Gabriela's hopes up

about early parole.

I'll see you out there.

(sighs)

BODE:
Hey, thanks again
for letting me crash.

But you know what?

Kind of weird,

waking up to Gen's Kacey
Musgraves posters in there.

(chuckling)

Yeah, well, my friend,
you are not crashing.

You're hiding.

I can't sleep
under my dad's roof.

I can't look him in the eye.

(chuckles)
Oh, I remember.

You hid out at my place
for two weeks

after you crashed his truck
into the side of the church.

(laughs)
Yeah. Not happy.

You know, Papa Leone,
he-he wants to protect

my dad and Uncle Luke
from worrying about him until...

these test results
actually make it real.

That's his business.

Yeah, but you're
in it now.

Yeah, because my nonno
asked me to be.

My dad will understand.

(scoffs)

Yeah, "understanding" is exactly
how I would describe your dad.

Oh, it's gonna be nice

not being in the Vince Leone
hot seat this time.

You're making real progress
in our sim lessons.

By floating?

You jumped in.
You didn't hesitate.

You did the scary thing,
so, yeah.

Well, jumping in is how I became
a guest of the penal system.

If you want to know
how I got locked up...

I'm an open book.

No, I don't care
about your past.

You don't live there anymore.

And soon, I won't live
in an Airstream.

(locker rattling)

(grunts softly)

Oh, and when I'm done setting up
and living with Eve,

you got to come over.

Oh. Yeah.

I will.
That sounds like fun.

And hopefully by then
I can actually

get in on the fun
with swimming, too.

I mean, you would know.

God, I had so much
pool party FOMO growing up.

I wouldn't call diving fun.

The Olympics
were like a job

that was my whole life.

Well, that life is in your past.

So now what do you
like to do for fun?

Um...

I read about climate change
eating up California

faster than we can fight fire.

(chuckles) Wow. Okay.

Uh, all right, well,
I'm gonna work on swimming.

You...
you got work on having fun.

One, two, three.

Mm-hmm.

(grunting)
(Bode grunts)

(groans)

Ow. (sighs)

Okay.

All right. (sighs)

Two things.

One, patients aren't
always cooperative.

And two...
Lock the wheels
on the stair chair

before attempting
extremity lift.

Won't happen again.

Good.

AUDREY:
Oh, come on now.

You know I like good competition
with my fellow probie.

Not easy sport.

(chuckles) Well, finally,
someone else to mock Bode.

All right, run it again.

(phone buzzing)

Bode, your phone's buzzing.

It's fine, Dad,
I-I'll grab it.

"Neurologist."

Sounds important.

(buzzing continues)

BODE:
This is Bode.

(grunting)
(crowd cheering)

(flute music playing)

(victor knight cheers)

Yeah!

(applause and whooping)

(bow fires arrow)

(chuckles)
Okay.

(laughter)

What? I always hit
the bullseye.

Or did you forget?

(laughter)

TEENAGER:
Hey, dude, stop.

EVE: Hey. Hey...
(squabbling)

...guys, be careful.
Stop!

Hey.
Stop.

(grunts)
EVE:
Fire!

Move! Move!
FRANCINE: Fire!

(grunting)

Get back.

(hisses)

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa,
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey!
(shouting)

Eve, Eve.
Eve, Eve, Eve!

(grunts painfully)

(whooshing)

(exhales) We all clear?

No, no, not here, that tent.

Everyone, get away from it!

(screams)
(people screaming)

All right, well, please,
don't keep me in suspense

on top of lying to me.

What's the deal?

Nonno's results
aren't ready yet.

Doctor says
later today.

See now why you've been
hiding out at Jake's.

I-I didn't like
having to hide it.

I'm glad that you know now.

(sighs) Please don't tell me
your mom recruited you to...

take your grandpa to get
a bunch of tests done,

behind my back?

No, she didn't recruit me.

It's what Nonno wanted.

And he wanted it kept
from you and Uncle Luke.

If it were up to him,

he'd still be running
into burning buildings.

I don't see you eager

to hang it up anytime soon,

so you should understand
how hard it is for him.

To lack purpose,
ask for help.

He has survived fires

that he had no business
walking away from.

H-He came back from
the brink of death in the ICU.

He's fine.

Okay, yeah, he's
a little forgetful,

but he didn't need
to be scared

by a bunch of tests.

I don't think that he is scared.

I think he knows you are.

It's just--
It's easier for you, isn't it?

It's easy for you
to live in this world

where he's this old,
indestructible ass.

Because that way,
you get still to hate him.

(alarm blaring)

DISPATCH (over radio):
Station 42,

fireworks explosion
and multiple injuries,

Oak River Renaissance Fair.

(alarm blaring)

Just remember,
when we're on a call,

you better follow my orders.

Well, you can't hold family
grudges against me at work.

I'm the Chief. Pretty sure
I can do what I want.

Hey, Chief,
take the truck with me?

Stay in your lane, probie.

Okay. Hey, B, drop it.

Get on the rig.
That's an order.

♪ ♪

(siren wailing)

Uh, Chief, you know
Bode and Sharon

were only trying
to do right by Papa Leone.

Leave it.

Just leave it.

(frustrated grunt) No.

No, you know,
after my dad died,

remember, I was in denial
for a long time.

Yeah, well, my-- my dad's
not dying, Jake, okay?

At least not
yet, anyway.
Okay, look,

I-I didn't mean
to imply that.

Look, all I meant is that

I needed someone
to fill that role. That...

(chuckles)
...that someone was you.

That was a big part

of me getting through
that time in my life.

And I would do it again
in a heartbeat.

But Chief, if we're family
like I thought...

You never have to question that.

Good.

'Cause family tells it
like it is.

And Chief,
you are on the wrong side

of this thing with Papa Leone.

♪ ♪

(siren wailing)

(sighs)

Hey.

All this daddy drama
that you're stewing in?

Save it for after the shift.

It's kind of hard
when he's the one

bringing it into the shift.
Mm.

Well, given this morning's
training fail,

if you add a little
emotion to the job,

you could legit kill someone.

Didn't you tourniquet the wrong
leg on some guy last call?

He told me to. He was high.

(chuckles)

(scoffs)

Fine, I see
how it is.

You know what?

I'm gonna bet you
a round of my morning chores

that I get more rescues
than you today.

Keep things
interesting.

Yeah, let's go. I'm game.

All right. Let's do it.

Mm-hmm.
Okay.

(chuckles)

(indistinct radio chatter)

SHARON: Three Rock,
get your gear and line up.

Bode texted that you know?

Yeah, found out.

Not from my wife.
Hey, I'm sorry.

Walter didn't want you to know,
and I promised him.

How'd I become this guy

that my whole family thinks
they need to bubble wrap?

He wanted to protect you.

It was actually sweet.

(laughs)

Walter's a lot of things.
Sweet's not one of them.

All right,
we got a fireworks ignition.

Station 16 already put
out most of the fires.

Be on the lookout
for flare-ups.

We're dealing with multiple
injuries, burn victims.

I'm gonna take a team with me
to the south side. Let's go.

(firefighters murmur agreement)

SHARON: Okay, Three Rock,
you're on mop-up.

And keep in mind, you're gonna
meet people that are in trouble,

and your instinct
is gonna be to help.

Do not put hands on civilians.

You find someone with a need,
you get me or the CO.

Let's go.
MANNY:
Copy, Chief.

Ames, you're with me.

Hey. Should we set up triage?

JAKE: Well,
information tent

is relatively untouched
by the fireworks.

Great.
Yeah, set up triage,

start knocking down fires
on the north side.

All right. Copy, Chief.
VINCE: Let's go.

JAKE:
I'll grab some supplies.

(indistinct radio chatter)

Oh, Eve. You're here,
and in costume.

It was my day off.

And you spent it

searching for the One Ring
that rules them all?

You know, Francine
wanted to come.

It's something
that we used to do.

Whoa, whoa, hold up.
"Francine" Francine?

Wait, you guys
come here on a date?

Well, I wasn't really sure
if it was a date.

It-- It doesn't
matter anymore,

'cause the fire
crashed it.

So we'll see.

Hey, Perez. Right here.

(water spraying)

(woman coughing)
AUDREY: Whoa.

Smoke inhalation patient.

That's one-nothing,

Leone.

Right over here.

Just make sure everyone's clear
out of that tent.

Okay.
Thank you.

Hey. Are you in charge here?

Yes, and I told my workers
to store those fireworks

in an armored locker.

They're so fired.

I need to know

if there are any other
fire hazards.

Well, the food vendors
all cook with propane...

...and the blacksmiths
and glassblowers

all have small furnaces

and our electrical system
is a little temperamental.

Okay. Uh...

Electrical system, we'll start
with that. Lead the way.

FRANCINE:
Hey, Eve?
Hmm?

I need you.

There's a guy in there
that needs help.

Mully.

All right, let's go.
Thanks.

FRANCINE (exhales):
Okay.

So, hi.
Please, get me
out of this thing.

EVE:
Okay, what happened?

The fireworks went off,
and I was stuck in here,

but everyone else ran for it.

Including my date.

Which might be for the best.

She may low-key be in a cult.

I see.

(Eve grunts)
Uh...

(both grunting)

It's, uh...

jammed.

What?
I don't know how,

but, uh, it's jammed.

No. Oh, God, this
is a manifestation

of my recurring nightmare.

Oh? What is that?

Dying alone.

FRANCINE:
We're not gonna leave you,

you're not gonna die. Okay?

No. Not today. Not today.

Propane tanks are secure.

Good. Let's see what else

is on this manager's checklist.

VINCE (over radio):
Jake, need some hands
by the jousting area

with all the cutting tools.

Send me Perez, James
and any free medics.

Copy, Chief.

Gabs, Bode,
grab the cutting tools

and head to the jousting area
ASAP.

Copy.

On it.

Didn't Chief request
me and not Bode, Cap?

Yeah, I have ears, probie.

I made a call.

♪ ♪

(indistinct radio chatter)

VINCE: What are
you doing here?

Just following Jake's orders.

Interesting choice, Jake.

All right, listen, we got
to stabilize these patients

before they bleed out,

so we're gonna have
to work together.

You don't have a problem
with that, do you?

I'm not the one
with the problem, so no.

All right. So, what
we're dealing with here

is a double impalement:
two knights, one sword.

(groans)

Hey, guys, my name is Vince.
Uh, what-what are your names?

(straining):
I'm Randall.

Sir Percival the Brave,

son of Thomas and loyal knight
of the True Kingdom.

O, stay thy furrowed brow,
fair barber.

Uh, barber?

Yeah, that's who used to treat
injuries in the old days,

which we're not in,
Percy, you ass.

Is this a real sword?
Yeah,

because that moron
insisted that we use them

for authenticity.

Then the fireworks spook
our horses while we're dueling,

and I get thrown
sword-first onto him.

My sword went through
my own leg

and into his chest

and now we're stuck together.

Alas, hoisted
by mine own petard.

Chief, by the looks of it,
the sword is stemming

both of their bleeding, but
I can't do a proper assessment

with all this armor on.

What can we do for them?
GABRIELA:
I can take enough

of Randall's armor off
and insert an IV,

get his pressure up,
but Percy's a different story.

VINCE:
All right, uh,

stay as still as you can
for me, guys, all right?

(grunts softly)

He's got shallow resps,
labored breathing.

Uh, the dent

in his breastplate is impairing
his ability to breathe.

Yeah, we need to transport
them, like, now,

and we can't do that while
they're all kebab'd like that,

so, uh, we're gonna
have to cut the sword,

separate them, get them to
the ER as soon as we can.

Saw the metal?

The vibrations

and the heat could
cause more injuries.

We're gonna have
to take that risk.

(device whirs)

(indistinct chatter)

WOMAN:
Help.

Hey, did you hear that?

WOMAN:
Help me, please.

Ames, with me.

Hello?

Hey.

Uh, I'm Manny.

This is Ames.

We're inmate
firefighters.

What's your name?

(huffs) Amanda.

Are you gonna help me?

AMES (whispers):
Yo. Chief said not

to touch anyone.
We're gonna do
everything

that we're able to do, okay?

Ames.

Grab the other end of this.

On my three. One, two, three.

(whimpers)

(panting)

Okay, Amanda.

Hey, can you hear me?

Yeah?

She's, uh, she's
bleeding pretty bad, bro.

AMANDA:
W-What happened?

I heard some bangs,

then people stampeded
through my tent. (gasps)

Listen, we're gonna need
some more medical supplies.

And some more hands.
I'll be right back.

Watch her.

Hey, Sharon.

Sharon, we need help

and a med bag, quick.

Okay, uh...

Hey, hey. Let me take those.

What's happening in here?

This is Amanda.
Hi.

My name is Sharon.
I'm here to help.

Let's get this on your arm
and we're gonna check

your blood pressure.

Manny, what are you doing?

I'm assisting.

No. No, not today.
You are not a medic today.

No hands on civilians, remember?

Chief.

(device beeps)
Damn it.

BP is 70/40.

She might be
bleeding internally.

I can help, Chief. Come on.

Step back, now.

For your own good.

♪ ♪

JAKE (over radio):
Perez, Eve needs help
in the photo tent.

On it. Y'all got this?

VINCE:
Yeah. We're good.

I'm through.
(shouts)

BODE:
Hey. All right, good news,
guys. We're can get you

off to the hospital now.
PERCIVAL: Thank you

for thy steady hand
with that magical blade.

All right, listen, my friend,
when you get to the hospital,

they're-they're gonna need
your real name.

I told you my name.

BODE:
Uh, this fantasy that you're
living got you in this mess.

You get that?

It's time to face reality,
and be here.

The real here.

My name is Percival the Brave.

And I am a knight.

♪ ♪

Okay. Jake said
you needed a hand?

EVE: Yeah, Phil here slammed
his head against the pillory

when the fireworks went off.
PHIL: Please tell me you have

some kind of magic
firefighter key in that bag

to bust me out of this thing.

I told you, Phil.
We're gonna get you out, man.

GABRIELA: Oh, uh,
speaking of keys,

uh, I need yours so I can
let myself in after work.

Yeah, I got you.

So, uh,

Gabriela is letting herself
into your place

after work because
you two are...

Just roommates!

Oh.
PHIL: Good.

'C-'Cause I thought you two
had some nice chemistry going.

Thanks, Phil.
Thanks, Phil.

GABRIELA: All right,
I've got this.

Sorry about your bag, Francine.

It's an alms purse, technically.

And it's mine.
Just, uh...

go ahead,
get the jokes in.

What? No, no.

You've found something
that brings you joy.

You just never mentioned
that you liked

Ren-Fairing it up.

Geez, why-why is this so stuck?

It's, like, Super-Glued
or something.

I wanted to avoid it, but, um,
I think we got to cut him out.

On it.
I'll grab a chain saw.

Wha-- A chain saw?!
FRANCINE: It's okay, Phil.

How come you've never told
Gabriela you like Ren Faires?

Well, I don't really
tell any of my friends.

It's, uh,
it's not their thing.

So what? It's your thing, Eve.

Are you embarrassed that you
like doing stuff like this?

Fire in the next tent.

No! No fire!

EVE:
I need hoses to my position
in the photo tent. Stat.

Hang in there, pal.

You guys are on the next rides
out of here.

Hey.
Hey.

How's it going?
(sighs) With the patients?

Well, one's delusional,
so... not great.

No, I mean
working with your dad.

Oh, uh, really not great.

Mm. Well, you know what else
is really not great?

For you, I mean?

I got three rescues

and you're just
getting started.

Mm-hmm. All right.

Hey, Jake.

For future reference,

I'm not a big fan
of you swapping out

the resources I asked for.

Yeah, and as the one
who trained those resources,

I sent you who I thought
was best for the job.

Okay, we have two ambulances
en route from the ER

to transport your patients.

They'll be here soon.

There you go.
Look at that.

You'll be out of here in no time
and this will all be over with.

F-Fare thee well, noble rival.

Screw you,
Sir Lames-A-Lot.

Don't pay attention to him.

Oh. Prickly barbs do me
no injury, sir.

So if you, uh, tell me
your real name,

and maybe an
emergency contact,

I can try to get in
touch with somebody.

You want us to be able to get
ahold of somebody, right?

Family? Loved ones?

No.

No, that's okay. I don't...

I don't have any.

I-I know you think it's silly
that I'd want to be

Percival the Brave
until I die, but...

(labored breathing)
Um...

if I'm not him, then I'm...

just a guy who

eats microwave soup
alone at lunch.

You know,
I've wanted to ask out Layla,

who's in the next cubicle over,
for a year

and I can't even say hi.

So if I'm choosing between dying
as me or dying as a knight?

You're not dying.

I still choose knight.

(monitor alert beeps)

He's hypoxic.

This stupid armor is
cutting off his breathing.

We can't wait for an ER.

We gotta get that
chest plate off him.

No, no, no, no.
Way too dangerous.

Got a very good chance

of cutting straight
through to the skin.

I'll be careful.
VINCE: No!

Leone, you will listen
to your chief.

The nuclear option.
Not always the best one.

These will take way longer.

Yeah, so get started.

(whirring)

Jake, I need those hoses now,

and where is my chain saw?

JAKE (over radio):
It's on the way.

(coughing)

(coughs)
So we can't, we can't leave
until we free Phil.

We can't free Phil,
so what's, what's the move?

Okay, wait. Uh, maybe
it's a mistake to free Phil.

What?
What? It's not a mistake!

We should free the pillory
from the tent instead.

This might work.

(groaning)

EVE:
Okay, here we go.

We can just lift this
out of the ground

and take it out of here.
(clears throat)

Come on. Here we go.
One, two, three. Lift.

(grunting)
(groans)

Nice! Okay.

You're okay, Phil.
One, two, three!

(all grunting)
There we go!

(panting) Okay.
Okay, let's move.

Step down, Phil.

Yep.
(coughing)

(coughing)

You're doing
great, buddy.

SHARON: Okay.
Blood pressure is stabilizing.

And I've called for a gurney.
It's just taking forever.

VINCE (over radio):
Sharon, I know you're

with Three Rock today, but they
could really use a medic

by the tavern.

Copy. Okay. As soon
as the gurney gets here,

you make sure
they take her to triage.

You got it?
Copy, Chief.

(groans)

Thank God she's
gonna be okay, man.

Hmm.

(alarm beeping)

Can't... can't breathe.

(coughs, wheezes)

(gags)

I think she's gonna
need an airway.

Then do it!
Chief left her med bag.

I can't touch her, bro.

Let alone stick a tube
down her throat.

Look, I can't do anything
in this situation,

but you can, man.
You can help her.

I just told you,
I can't touch her,

or I go back to prison, man.

Damn it.

Watch her.

I'll find someone.

I need a medic!

Arthur, we need
medics in there ASAP.

Can you radio it in?
Yeah.

ARTHUR: Medics
needed stat.

Glass-blowing tent.

♪ ♪

(whirring)

His O2 levels are cratering.

This is taking
way too long.

Come on, Percy,
stick with us.

Time for the nuclear option?

Yep.

Hey, we need some cover
over here.

If you could give
your turnouts up.

FIREFIGHTER:
Okay.

Ready? Here we go.

(whirring)

All right.

I'm through. We're good.

Need some gauze over here.

Quick, quick, quick.

He can breathe again.

Get some pressure
on this wound.

Okay. Let's get you to the ER.

(siren wailing)

(sighs deeply)

(breathes deeply)

There he is.
Welcome back.

What happened?

Is this Avalon?

Uh, no. We're on the
way to the hospital.

Gonna get you fixed up.

Um, Percival...

...you know you don't
have to dress up like a knight

to be brave.

I really think I do.

Brave is just facing
the scary thing, right?

Let's say you, uh, introduce
yourself to this gal at work.

What's her name,
um, Layla, right?

What's the absolute
worse that could happen?

I mean, you're gonna be
returning from an epic battle.

With a pretty cool new
scar you can show off.

You know, it's like
an icebreaker.

Call me Douglas.

Douglas.

Douglas it is.

You're gonna be
okay, Douglas.

Is she gonna be okay?

She's stable but critical.

If she was deprived of oxygen

for more than a few minutes,

she could have sustained
severe brain damage.

It's a wait and see.

Thank you.

I heard what happened.

I know you're upset.

Yeah.

I mean, that woman,
she lives or dies

because of a few minutes.

Minutes that I just stood
there doing nothing

'cause I prioritized
my own freedom over her life.

No. You did the right thing.
Even if it doesn't feel like it.

(groans)
Not just for you.

For all of Three Rock.

Okay.
Um, am I still bleeding?

Yeah, I know, Phil.
Okay. Okay.

I'll take care of him.
Thank you.

Okay. I'll see you,
okay, buddy?

Yeah.
All right.

You're doing great.
Okay.

Well, thank you for
jumping in with Phil.

You didn't have to.
Uh, but I did like it.

Yeah. It's fine. It was
the right thing to do, so...

Are you still hung up
on earlier?

Like, I'm-I'm not hiding you.

No, no.
I don't, I don't,

I don't think you're
hiding me, Eve. I...

I feel like you're hiding you.

Or you're hiding parts of you,
from your friends,

like fantasy and...

it-it feels like when you were

keeping firefighting
from your family and from me.

You know. I...

I was hoping that we could

start fresh, me and you,
today and...

have I totally
misread this?
No. No.

No. No, no, no.
No, not at all.

I just, it...

If you're still closing off
major parts of yourself,

then it's not starting fresh.

It's-it's falling back
into bad habits.

Right?

Uh...

I'm sorry.
I'm really, really sorry.

(sighs)

Okay.

Looks like we're finally
getting ahead of this thing.

MAN (from recording):
Noble knight, shield thy maidens

from the dragon of Oak River.

(dragon roaring)

Oh, no.

What the hell is that?

That's our
fire-breathing dragon.

It must be
malfunctioning.

Fire-breathing what?

Noble knight, shield thy maidens

from the dragon of Oak River.

AUDREY:
Is that thing supposed
to be doing that?

It got damaged
from the fireworks.

That's not good.

(roars)

Okay, I need hoses
here at the north lot now.

Yo, where are my hoses?

We are under fire from

a malfunctioning
flamethrower.
(roars)

We gotta get that thing
shut off now.

You got any bright ideas?

'Cause this thing's
out of control.

Only crazy ones.

You ever
seen Gladiator?

Here, take this.

Come on.

(roars)

Shall we?
Yeah.

(grunts)

Audrey. Here we go.

Come on. Keep moving.

(grunts)

(grunts)

(crackles)

(panting)

Dragon slayer.

Nice.

JAKE (over radio):
All right, all hands on deck.

Let's get these spot fires out.

You're still here?
Three Rock's shipping out.

Man, you kicked ass today, mija.

And I'm
proud of you.

And...

I'm also a little bit jealous.

'Cause you actually
get to help people.

And me,
I just feel like...

I don't know,
I feel like I'm a racehorse,

you know, raring to go
but my gate won't lift.

Dad,

you'll parole soon,

and-and-and then you
get into Cal Fire,

just like Bode did.
Hey, real talk.

Parole, it's-it's
out of reach at this point.

With that
attitude, it is.

(chuckles)

You're right.
You know what I forgot?

I forgot that I got my daughter,
the drill sergeant.

Excuse me. Sorry, no,

"coach."

Oh, my God.

My dad also
thinks I'm no fun.

What are you
talking about?

Come on, I'm just
kidding with you.

No, I'm-I'm not.

My life is all
goals, no breaks.

Mija. It's 'cause...

you're ju-- you're driven.

Dad, I turned a thing
kids do for fun

into an
Olympic sport.

I have no hobbies.
What's my Ren Faire?

You know what?
I think you're forgetting

how you even got into diving
in the first place.

I got recruited.

Mm-hmm, because
you were a little fish.

You loved
swimming.

You used to beg me
to take you

to the public
pool every day,

again and again
and again.

It wasn't
all about diving.

It was... it was handstands
in the shallow end.

Cannonballs?

"Daddy, cannonball."

(laughs)

Till your toes
turned blue.

I, uh...

I was gonna hit
the pool later.

Yeah? Good.

Some laps,
some dives?

No, not anymore.

I'm gonna go fire off
some cannonballs.

(laughs)

Okay, 20 boxes
of 4x4s down.

We got 50 more
to go, guys.

JAKE:
Maybe you can

ask one of these, uh, wizards

to come here and cast a spell

and clean
all of this up.

Oh, or do

elves and wizards
not get along?

Okay, Jake,

the Ren Faire, cosplay,
fantasy stuff, it's...

it's where I go to feel safe.
To escape.

Okay.

Escape from...

From feeling like as if
I'm the only one like me

in this small town.

From our job,
where, every day,

we meet people at their worst.

And, up until recently,

from my family,

who didn't
get me at all.

And don't tell me

it's not like your anime thing.

Look, Eve, I will
Ghost in the Shell anytime.

I mean, but I don't dress up.

Yeah, well,
don't knock it

till you try it, man.

Okay.
I love fantasy,

and I'm-I'm proud of it.

You do you.

Yeah, I will.

Because I like it, and, uh--

Yeah, you do?

Yeah, and I like you.

Evelyn of Garth
has a crush on me?

Yeah, and I want to kiss you.

Can I kiss you?
I'm-I'm gonna kiss you.

Yeah? (laughs)
Yeah.

(indistinct radio chatter)

You're back.

How's Percy?

Um, ER said he's...
he's gonna be fine.

Look, uh...

I know it doesn't seem like it,

but in my head,

my dad is still

like this...

tower of a man.

In spite of
all his defects,

I always thought
he was invincible, so

finding out
that he might not be is, uh...

...it's tough.

Yeah.

I know the feeling.

Hey. I have, um...

Dr. Verma on the line
with the test results.

Um, okay. Yeah,
hang on a second.

Uh, Jake.

Come here.

I want you
to hear this, too.

Uh, Dr. Verma,

you have the whole
family here now.

What do
the tests show?

DR. VERMA:
I wish I had better news.

Our tests indicate

Walter has early
signs of dementia.

This diagnosis could mean
a few things,

possibly Alzheimer's.

(distant radio chatter)

I don't think
Eve is going to

hang with us after mop-up
as planned tonight.

(chuckles)

So, what do
you say? Uh...

(scoffs)
I'm thinking

a movie and
wings night.

Uh, I can-I can just
eat at my parents'.

Honestly, like, I don't...

I don't have to be
hiding out anymore.

Wow. Well, uh...

that sucks.

It was nice
having someone around again.

It'll be the opposite
at our house

if Nonno moves in.

Be like Vince versus
Walter every day.

Battle for the remote control's
gonna be pretty epic.

You know,

you could, um,

you could always
crash at my place,

like...

full time.

Yeah?

I mean, B,
you should have your own place.

Helps with the ladies.

So, I mean...

yeah.

I mean, I guess I could,
like, you know.

If it helps you out,

or whatever.
Yeah, I mean, I...

I got the space,
you know.

And if it works for you, then...

Yeah.
No, I mean,

I'm keeping
the Kacey Musgraves posters up.

(laughs)

All right.
(laughs)

Good work.

Hey.

What happened
to your uniform?

Nothing.

What?
No, I mean

the little outfit
I made you wear

when I took you to school.

(laughs)
Hey...

(laughs)
All right.

Four rescues
to your pathetic two.

Okay, go on.
Just get it all out.

Let's go,
all of it. Okay.

I smoked you.

Mmm. Okay.
Mm-hmm.

You done yet? Is that it?
You know,
I actually think

I'm gonna order some
really good DoorDash

while I watch you
do all my chores.

Oh, okay.

Well, you know, for the record,

I slayed a dragon.

So, kind of feel like that
should count for something.

Okay, fine.

If you want to
play lawyer-ball,

then I guess the dragon
can count for two.

So it's a tie?

Mm. Ties are
for soccer fans.

Nah, we need
to find a tiebreaker.

What?

En garde.
(scoffs)

We're supposed
to be on mop-up.

Mm.

Duel or die.

Or do you fear
the taste of my blade,

Sir Wet Blanket?

Hmm?
Oh, okay.

Oh, you want that?

Mm-hmm. Yup.

All right.

Boop.

(both laugh)

All right.

I see
how it is.
Okay, see?

I see how
it is.
Good.

You want to
play like that?

Ah.

Oh, oh, oh.

Oh, sorry. Sorry, sorry.
It's fine, it's fine.

I'm good, I'm good.

(sighs) I am...

Gosh, I, uh...

Sorry.

But...

you know what this means?

You're my patient.

So, I win.

Kind of feels
like I won.

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