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Ha ha!

Holy cow, look at that.

Oh, sounds like the Fourth of July.

All right, let's give Cassie a landing, shall we?

Okay, we got three spicy chicken fajitas.

You want to pass the salad, Duncan?

Careful, it's still so hot.

And there should be a mulberry bourbon burger.

Yep. Appreciate you. Wow.

Same, Dad.

You going to be able to finish all that?

Something's over here calling dibs.

Okay, do you all need anything else?

I think we're good. Thanks, Kathy.

I appreciate you, Kathy.

Thank you.

She's a sweet girl, isn't she?

I really hope she goes back to get that diploma.

Good call on the restaurant, Preston.

Ooh, baby, it's spicy.

Come on, baby, it's sweating.

Why don't you take off your bomber jacket?

Yeah, that's probably a good call.

Wouldn't want to get guac on my Tuskegee Airmen badge.

How long have you had that bomber now, Preston?

Oh, what's it been?

I think it's been about six years. About six years?

God, has it been that long? Our future pilot.

Ah, that's small.

You okay, Duncan?

Just pulling my wrist on the skillet.

Yeah, this should help with the swelling. Keep that on your wrist for

five minutes, okay?

Thanks, Boston.

Good job, Preston.

You grabbed it at the restaurant, right?

What? You grabbed it at the restaurant, right?

I don't remember.

Lexi, call Casa Baja. Lexi, call Casa Baja.

Calling Casa Baja.

Don't worry, Preston. I'm sure it's still there.

They deal with jackets all the time.

Hello, Casa Baja.

Um, hi.

We just dined with you about 30 minutes ago. 20 minutes ago.

Okay. You think we may have left the jacket?

Bulma jacket.

Oh, Bulma jacket.

Yeah. Okay, let me check in the back.

Going to put you on a brief hold.

Want to cater your next football party? We can do that, too. Our delicious taco,

sizzling fajita, and mouth -watering nachos will make any game day

unforgettable. Go, go, go, go.

Is it a brown jacket?

That's the one.

Yes, let's go.

Look at him. That's one relief boy right there.

Admit it. You were scared for a second. A real pilot remains calm under

pressure. I believe you have a brown jacket for my brother.

Oh, we should order sopapillas.

You know we gotta order sopapillas.

Best idea I've heard all day.

And three menus while you're down there. Appreciate you.

That's not a bomber.

What's a bomber?

So sorry. I'm just going to peek behind your son real quick.

Your fajitas are very spicy. Dad, can I help you? Sorry, I'm just looking for my

bottle. Just move. Does he work here? Kathy, I'm going to need my bottle back,

okay? I'm sorry? You what?

Okay, let me give everyone a quick history lesson.

The U .S. went to war with Germany and Japan, okay? Thanks to the Wright

brothers, the skies became the new battleground.

Batman pilot, blank bomber, then you got there, bomber jacket.

World War II, ring any bells, Cassie? I think you boys need to leave.

Maybe it drops in the parking lot, Beth, then we'll check under every call.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, but they're all delicious.

Which one is your favorite?

I like the raspberry with amino booster.

Holy! How am I supposed to contact you when you're on channel three?

Oh, sorry. One second.

Which to two, Dory?

I thought I was on two. What's the matter with you? You got cobwebs up

Justin!

You know you've changed ever since you lost your jacket. Well, I hope you got a

jacket, Dory, because you just pulled freezer duty.

I'll take it from here.

Sorry about that.

So, the interesting thing about all these flavors is that they're all amino

boosters to some degree. You've changed, Preston. Tell me that isn't the best

juniper meat you've had in your goddamn life.

I think you look great.

The hem's all off.

World War II bombers should be at least two to three inches shorter than this.

This is not a proper fit.

I mean, you said you got your jacket like six years ago.

I fail to see the relevance here.

Maybe you're due for a bigger size.

I don't want to be here anymore.

This is so stupid.

I'm so stupid.

You know, we're all just trying to help Preston. To what?

Can you turn down that music?

You've changed.

I want the old Preston back.

He calls the ball. It's been completely changed before.

What?

We'll take an enemy foil.

Look, a 10 o 'clock. Oh, gee, baby, I see him. Line him up, Crockett.

Not fair, Crockett.

Beer's on me tonight.

Yeah, all right. But none of that European pussy shit, okay? I like my

I like my... Crockett!

Crockett!

So what about that?

Permission to answer.

Hey, brethren.

How you holding up?

I've seen better days.

Maybe this will cheer you up.

Tristan and I made all the badges ourselves.

Oh, my God.

You guys.

That's for kicking our butts every year at Dad's riveting contest.

That's hilarious.

And that's for the time you prevented our house from flooding the next day.

The plunger was a good detail.

But for real, this home would be in shambles without you, Preston.

Sorry I haven't been myself lately.

Nonsense. You'll always be our captain.

Hey, Preston.

You mind telling me why there's two police officers on our doorstep?

Here you go, officers.

Thank you, sir.

So as we were saying, we typically don't work these hours, but due to the

exceptional nature of events, we thought it best to come by tonight.

I'm not sure I'm following.

Does this property belong to you? My bomber!

Where on earth did you find it?

Well, back in September, we had numerous reports of items gone missing from, uh,

Kasabaha. Kasabaha! Southside!

That's the one.

Well, it turns out a fugitive, possibly needing to change his appearance the

night of his escape, had stolen these items.

To cut a long story short, a stolen vehicle was spotted on the 72 this

afternoon. Our officers engaged this particular individual in a high -speed

chase. Yes, they talked about it on the news this evening.

Unfortunately, as these things sometimes go, a shootout ensued with our

officers. Oh, my God.

Was anyone hurt?

None of our men.

But our suspect will most likely never walk again.

Let this be a lesson to you boys.

Crime doesn't pay.

Mm -hmm.

Good boys.

Well, the only reason we're here tonight with your jacket is because you had

written your name and address on the tag. You'd be surprised how few people

that with their items.

Your mother always thought of the little things.

She was always looking after her boys.

She still is fat. I remember the day you got this, bummer.

You saw it in a store window.

On Beale Street. Memphis, Tennessee.

And you took one look at that sticker price and said, fat chance.

I believe those exact words were, when health briefs is over.

Afterwards, we all had lunch at that tiny little blues joint just down the

street. Oh, my God, that's from bonus.

And your mother took it upon herself to sneak back to that shop and get you your

bomber jacket.

Your love of aviation took flight from that day on.

And it was no surprise to us all.

Where there's a challenge, you rise to the occasion.

Because you aim high.

You soar above the clouds.

And you lift others up in the process.

And when storms appear on your radar, you navigate through them.

And you remind us all that there's sunshine on the other end.

What are you laughing about?

Everything.

All for nothing at the same time.

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