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["La Bruja" by Ernesto Molina playing]

[Eddie] I know death.

I've seen it. Felt it. Fought it.

I've saved some people I never really knew,

and lost others whose names I'll never forget.

One way or another, they all haunt you.

Tonight, they say the veil is thin.

That the dead walk among us,

if only for a little while.

Is that just something we tell ourselves to ease the ache?

Or is it real?

Do they stay with us, somehow?

Hear us when we speak their names?

Are they really gone if we still hold them in our hearts?

If we remember?

♪♪

♪♪

Babe, can you see in that thing?

[Van] Uh...

Can you hold my head?

[panting]

Oh, that's better.

Sure you don't want me to drive?

Babe, I'm the Headless Horseman.

Climb into my steed.

[laughs] Oh. Great.

All right.

♪ You can't kick me in the teeth ♪ -Can you, um...

♪ Pull that rug out from my feet ♪

♪ Got to get up ♪

-♪ Got to keep on moving... ♪ -Van. Seriously?

[Van] Sorry. It's just really hard to see in this thing.

Which is exactly why I told you to put it on

-when we got to the party. -People will know it's me.

Right, 'cause they'll have no idea who you are

when you walk in with your girlfriend.

But you're not my girlfriend, you're a sexy vampire.

[tires screeching]

Hey. Headless. Not handless.

-Keep your paws on the wheel. -I... I will,

once I can see again. Can you help?

I-I can't see. Can you just pull...

♪♪

The... the button.

I think the button, the button.

♪♪

-Will you just help me? -Let go.

-Please. -There. Fixed.

[screams]

-[tires screech] -[metal crashing]

[siren wailing]

[Chimney] All right, driver's side

took the brunt of it.

Buck, Ravi, hit the engine.

♪♪

LAFD, ma'am. How are you guys doing?

I'm okay, but my boyfriend,

he didn't say much after the crash.

I think it knocked him out for a few seconds.

All right, we'll get him out.

Just hold tight, okay?

Hen, Eddie, we got two injured.

Both in costumes.

Damn. Already?

So much for avoiding the costume curse this year.

Buck, grab the Jaws.

-Yeah. -Ravi, keep the engine cool.

-[Ravi] You got it. -[Hen] Are you in

any pain or discomfort?

I see some blood here.

I bit my lip. [laughs softly]

LAFD. Sir, can you tell me your name?

Van. Was there an accident?

Do you not remember?

-My costume kept slipping. -Ah, ah, ah, ah.

Don't move. Okay?

We still got to check you out, sir.

All right, can you feel your toes?

N-No. No, I don't think so.

Okay.

[Hen] How is he?

Cervical spine trauma.

I think he might be going into shock.

But it's too risky to pull him out from the passenger side.

Jaws flying in.

[engine sputters]

Jaws are dead.

Dead? How?

[sighs] Costume curse.

Costume's not a curse, it's a C-collar.

Look. It's keeping traction on his neck.

All right, let's get the backboard ready.

Buck, chock the tires. Ravi, you're on the winch.

-We're pulling this door off. -[Buck] Got it.

♪♪

[Buck] Okay, Ravi.

Ready.

[whirring]

Yeah. Keep pulling!

-[metal creaking] -Almost there!

[Hen] Sir.

-Do you feel any pain? -No, just stiff.

-Feet are tingling. -All right.

Can you move them?

[Hen] Okay, good. Good.

We love to see it.

[Van] How's the other person doing?

You mean the other woman in the car with you?

The guy in the road. The one that we hit.

I think they were dressed as a scarecrow.

Cap! I think we got another one.

LAFD. Can you hear us?

-LAFD! Does anyone need help? -Come on.

[Buck] LAFD!

-Buck. -Yeah.

I didn't see anything before the crash. I swear.

I'm telling you. There was a guy.

[Ravi] Got him!

What is that?

This look like the guy you hit?

Oh, thank God.

I was starting to worry I might have killed someone.

A few minor scrapes and bruises, but I think he'll live.

♪♪

[panting]

[groans]

♪♪

[groaning]

[Maddie] Is something going to happen to me

-when I eat this cookie? -[Buck] Come on,

will you just take a bite?

[sighs]

Well?

-It's good. -But is it right?

-I don't know what that means. -Something is missing.

I keep trying to recreate Bobby's famous snickerdoodles

from memory 'cause I can't find the recipe.

Maybe if you baked less and unpacked more,

you'd be able to find things.

Well, maybe you could judge less and help me look more.

All right, "K" doesn't stand for "kitchen."

I think "K" was for "kitsch"?

What?

I-I thought I'd be able to remember what was in the boxes.

I didn't know it was gonna take me

four months to find a place and then another three

to get the previous tenant to move out.

Yeah, I think I would've walked away.

Yeah, but how about that backyard?

-The trees are nice. -Yeah.

I actually have to speak with the landlord about them.

I keep hearing noises in the night.

I think maybe squirrels in the attic.

Squirrels, huh?

Or maybe it's ghosts.

Oh...

-It's squirrels. -Or squirrel ghosts...

Don't. Why-why are you being like this?

'Cause it's Halloween. It's the spirit of the season.

Or maybe I'm sensing

some paranormal energies in here.

The energies are normal, unlike you.

Oh, wow.

Oh, did you find the recipe?

Yeah.

I really miss him.

[Maddie] I know.

♪♪

[Maddie] That's a great place for it.

Maybe he'll help inspire you in the kitchen.

Wait, so you didn't like the snickerdoodles?

[Harry] No, no.

It's-it's great.

Honestly. I-I can even get a workout in before breakfast.

Sorry. I've just been shoving everything into this room

until I can figure out where it should go.

And then I just close the door

and just kind of forget all about it

till we discussed you moving in.

Was it a discussion?

-It's really nice. -Oh, I'm glad you like it.

And I can definitely find another place for the bike.

No, might as well leave it.

He's got to stay in shape

to pass his firefighters fitness assessment, right?

[Harry chuckles] Hey, let's not

get ahead of ourselves.

I haven't even gotten called in for an interview yet.

Now, this dresser is empty,

so you can put all your stuff in here,

but I'm afraid I may have stashed

a few things in the closet. [chuckles]

[closet doors open]

[exhales] Um...

I'll...

-find another place. -No. No.

They can stay.

I think it'll be nice, having a piece of him here.

Um, I'll let you settle in and, uh,

I'll order us some lunch.

♪♪

I didn't think Stockholm syndrome kicked in that fast.

I'm not a hostage.

I agreed to move in here.

And she agreed to be open to me joining the fire department.

You don't need her permission, Harry.

But I want it.

I want her to support what I'm doing.

I want her to be proud of me.

[Abuela] It turns out that he was driving his friends

while your abuelos were at work.

-[soft laughter] -[whispers] Without a license.

He didn't have a license?

-Mm-mm. -Our golden boy

failed his driver's test twice.

And yet, he could get the car started without a key.

[Christopher] Dad.

[Eddie] Okay, he is doing his math, and I'm thinking

I might want to start hiding my car keys.

Maybe you'd like to hide them with these.

What are you guys doing searching through my kitchen?

Well, sorry. I-I didn't know that you kept

anything other than roasting pans

-above your refrigerator. -[Eddie sighs]

The prayer book was a gift from Captain Nash.

He was Catholic?

He was.

And the rosary?

Those... are mine.

Edmundo, you're going back to church?

I've only gone to a few masses, okay?

Let's not make a big deal about it.

Go, go.

It is a big deal.

You are reconnecting with your faith,

with your community.

I don't know how connected I feel yet.

I don't even know if I'm doing it for me or Bobby.

How does Christopher feel about it?

He doesn't know yet.

I'm not gonna pressure him, okay?

I was forced to go to church and I hated it.

Uh, when he gets older,

he can decide for himself.

[dog barking in distance]

[nearby thud]

[dish shatters]

♪♪

Cream of tartar?

The missing ingredient.

Oh, my God. Guys, guys. Oh, my God.

You're not gonna believe this. Okay, so...

You know how I told you all

I've been having trouble with the snickerdoodles?

Bobby's recipe.

Come on, guys, I've been working at this for weeks,

trying to figure out the missing ingredient.

If you say so.

Forget it. Just taste. Here, take.

Come on.

Okay, Hen? You get one.

[Buck] Ravi.

-Come on. Chim... Cap. Take a bite. -[Hen] Oh, damn.

-Mm-hmm. -This is pretty good.

I mean, Cap always was an excellent baker.

You know what he was even better at?

Not talking about baking.

[Eddie] These are great, Buck.

[Buck] Guess how I figured it out.

[Ravi] Obsessively trying every spice

in the cabinet in alphabetical order?

No. Bobby told me.

-Okay, Buck... -I-I know it sounds crazy.

I really think he helped me.

I found a picture of him and I-I put it in the kitchen.

Next night? Bam, there it is.

Cream of tartar. [chuckles]

[Eddie] It's not completely crazy.

I mean, people experience things they can't explain all the time.

You sure it's just cream of tartar?

Yeah, 'cause you are not Eddie Diaz.

He is the opposite of superstitious.

Remember?

I'm trying to keep an open mind.

Leave room for the unknown.

Who hurt you, shape-shifter?

[Hen] You know,

I wouldn't say this is the craziest thing

I've ever heard, though it's close.

But whatever this is...

-It-it's Bobby. -[alarm ringing]

[indistinct P.A. announcement]

Tell him we miss him.

[horn honks]

Sir, a missing pumpkin is not an emergency.

Oh, it's about to be.

♪ Satan, your kingdom must come down ♪

-[man] Oh! -[tires screech]

♪ Satan, your kingdom must come down ♪

♪ You've been feeding your kingdom ♪

♪ All over this land ♪

♪ Satan, your kingdom must come down ♪

-[car alarm sounding] -♪ You know the mothers ♪

♪ They gonna break your kingdom down ♪

♪ You know the mothers, they gonna break ♪

♪ Your kingdom down ♪

-♪ You know the preachers... ♪ -Move! Move out of the way!

-[scooter bell ringing] -[screams]

♪ You know the preachers, they gonna preach... ♪

All units, be advised: pumpkin is orange,

approximately 20 feet in diameter

and last seen heading northwest on Eighth Street.

Use caution when approaching.

♪ Satan, your kingdom must come down ♪

♪ Satan, your kingdom must come down... ♪

1L70, I'm showing you in the area.

[officer] This is 1L70 in pursuit on foot.

It just took out a fruit vendor in Pershing Square.

-Do you still have eyes on it? -I lost it.

[indistinct radio chatter]

♪ Satan, your kingdom must come down ♪

♪ Satan, your kingdom must come down ♪

♪♪

So, northwest on Ninth.

Wind's blowing north-northwest, eight miles per hour,

which means it's heading right for the freeway.

[Sue] Well, if that thing

bounces down onto the 110...

Be a new level of chaos.

A mass casualty pileup.

Got to cut it off before it gets there.

Okay. Ninth and Grand.

[sirens wailing] -♪ We gonna pray hard until we tear your kingdom down ♪

-[tires screeching] -♪ We gonna pray hard ♪

♪ Until we tear your kingdom down ♪ -Back!

♪ You've been feeding your kingdom... ♪

Dispatch, we're at Ninth and Grand.

No sign of the gourd yet.

If I'm right, it will be there

-any second. -Then what do we do?

Stop it.

I got visual.

Everybody, back! Get back!

[indistinct chatter]

♪♪

♪ Satan, your kingdom must come down ♪

-I-It bounced. -♪ Satan ♪

♪ Your kingdom... ♪

It bounced!

Damn it!

♪ Satan, your kingdom must come down ♪

-[tires screech] -♪ You know ♪

♪ The mothers, they gonna break ♪

♪ Your kingdom down ♪

[tires screech]

♪ Feeding your kingdom... ♪

Dispatch, this is 727-L-30,

in position to neutralize the suspect.

Taser, Taser, Taser!

[zapping]

[Taser buzzing over comms]

727-L-30, what's your status?

[air hissing]

Dispatch, suspect has been subdued.

[Maddie] Nice work, Sergeant.

♪♪

What are you smiling at?

[air sputtering out]

[Eddie] Bigger crowd than I expected

-on a weekday morning. -[bell tolling]

It's the only mass of the day now.

Pray-ers can't be choosers.

-Not my line. -[laughing]

It's Father Bolsonaro.

A funny priest.

I don't remember those growing up.

Maybe I, uh...

wouldn't have hated mass so much.

Well, you needed something to rebel against.

It wasn't just about rebellion, you know?

Never felt that... thing.

God's presence or whatever you're supposed to feel.

-And now you're back. -Whoa.

I wouldn't say "back."

Say I'm testing the waters, taking the temp.

Coming to a mass on a Wednesday?

Only for you. Because you're my abuela

-and I love you. -[chuckles]

But what is love if not a sign of God's presence?

Hmm.

So when I was looking for him in church...

Mi niño,

you were looking in the wrong place.

Vámonos al mercado.

[Isaac] Oh, God.

We call upon you in the dire hour of our need!

-[Abigail yelling] -Brother Ken and Sister Lydia

have led a most devout life,

raising a family in the light of your almighty ways.

[grunting]

Now, their innocent child,

dear Sister Abigail,

has been taken by the devil.

[grunting]

[Isaac] Our brothers and sisters

raise their hands and voices in praise of your power

-to cast out this evil! -[Abigail yelling]

-[shouting] -Abigail!

Abigail!

-[Abigail yelling] -We beg you,

release this poor child's demonic bondages.

Expel Satan from her body!

Free her from suffering!

[screaming]

[exhales]

♪♪

Sister Abigail.

Has the demon left you?

[gasps]

[roars]

[screams]

[Isaac groaning]

[Ken] Keep praying, everybody!

[Isaac] Help me!

What are we walking into here?

[Isaac yelling]

LAFD. Make way.

Paramedics coming through.

Please, please, please, please.

[grunting]

[Hen] She clamped on him like a vise.

Not the kind of bite I was expecting.

-[Isaac groaning] -[Lydia] It's not her fault.

It's the demon inside her.

-The demon? -[Lydia] The demon.

Brother Isaac was casting it out

-of her body. -You were doing an exorcism?

[strained] Devil's in her.

[Abigail yelling]

-We must pray together. -[Chimney] All right, great.

Buck, please, set the praying up outside.

[Buck] Come on, guys.

Give 'em some space. Let's go, let's go, let's go.

Let's go, let's go. Come on. Outside.

[Abigail yells, grunts]

[Buck] Let's go.

[Abigail yells in distance]

♪♪

-[Abigail grunting] -[Hen] Does your daughter

have a history of mental illness?

No. Nothing like that.

[Eddie] Has she had any medication?

-Hit her head recently? -[Ken] No.

She's been perfectly healthy until now.

[Eddie] What about travel?

Maybe something out of the country?

[Ken] Attended a-a pre-college program

in Costa Rica last month.

Though she told us it was a missionary trip.

Since then, we've been keeping her close.

[Abigail grunting]

-Clearly. -[Isaac groans]

[Buck over radio] Hey, Cap.

I think I know where the devil came from.

[grunting]

Copy that. Coming to you.

[Abigail groaning]

Yeah, what do we got?

In here. Check it out.

[grunts]

[sighs]

♪♪

They must have been keeping her in here against her will.

Probably for days.

I mean, there's not great airflow back here.

Maybe mold or something?

[Chimney sighs]

No.

A different toxin.

-[Abigail screaming] -BP's high.

Heart's racing. Severe muscle spasms.

Spasms could be from pain.

-Start with ketamine? -[Hen grunts]

If we can keep her still long enough.

-[Abigail grunting] -[groaning]

[yelling]

It's the devil!

No. It's tetanus.

They were keeping her in a room back there

on a rusty bed frame.

If you check her feet,

I'm willing to bet there's a puncture wound.

Your daughter didn't need prayers.

She needed antibiotics.

Lockjaw.

[Eddie] Start with midazolam.

Hopefully it relaxes her enough

so we can get her to the hospital.

Then, if that doesn't work...

We'll have to go paralytic.

Prepare to intubate her

just in case she stops breathing.

[Isaac] The devil...

can take her. [groans]

[Eddie] Respectfully, sir, I'm gonna need you

-to shut it. -[panting]

I would hate to hit the wrong patient.

[Abigail grunting]

[Isaac groaning]

-Give it a second. -[Isaac groans]

[Abigail grunts]

[Hen] It's not working.

-Going stronger. -[Abigail yelling]

Prepare one milligram of sux...

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. I think there's too much

sensory input. The lights...

they might be making it worse.

Buck, let's go dark.

-[Abigail grunting, panting] -[Isaac groaning]

Go.

-[Abigail grunts, panting] -[Isaac groaning]

♪♪

Ah!

Oh, thank God.

[Chimney] All right,

let's get her on a gurney.

Watch out.

[Eddie] One, two, three.

[Chimney] So, possession, huh?

Why do you think the devil chose Abigail?

[Isaac] She was a good girl.

Sometimes those are the easiest to lead astray. [panting]

Abigail was losing her faith.

She wanted to leave us.

Leave our way of life.

[Ken] Can we go with her?

Uh, you can visit her at the hospital later.

Assuming she still wants to see you.

Why wouldn't she want to see us?

You locked her in a cell,

tied her to a table.

She said she was sick,

and you said it was the devil.

We know what's best for our daughter.

Sounds like that's something for a higher power to decide.

You're under arrest for false imprisonment,

child abuse, and endangerment.

The three of you.

You have the right to remain silent.

Uh...

[handcuffs clicking]

[panting]

♪♪

[Buck] Hey!

There you are.

Are you and Chris doing anything for Halloween?

Just ordering some pizza, watching a movie. Why?

What if...

you and Chris came over...

...and we tried to talk to Bobby?

A Ouija board?

You really think that's what my son should be doing

-on Halloween? -It's ages eight and up. I checked.

Really, Buck, you just need to...

quit the whole haunted house bit.

It's not real.

What happened to leaving a little room for the unknown?

Abigail happened.

She put her faith in everything she was supposed to

and what did she get, hmm?

Tetanus. Lockjaw.

Maybe 30 years of therapy.

It's not supernatural. It's just...

ordinary and ugly.

I'm sorry, Buck,

but God wasn't in that room

and Bobby isn't in your house.

♪♪

-What did you get? -Um, I got some sour worms.

I'll trade you my peanut butter cup for your sour worms.

-Sure! Tradesies! -Tradesies!

[giggles]

Pipe down!

You're waking the dead.

Do you not read? "R.I.P.

Rest in peace."

Does that mean nothing to you living beings?

He's funny. [giggling]

[Mandy] What are you

supposed to be?

Dead.

♪♪

Let's totally be that next year.

-[giggling] -[mechanized evil laughter]

♪♪

[knocking]

Where's your costume? Thought we were going to a party tonight.

I lied. And, seriously, Raggedy Andy?

Surprisingly popular with single women.

O... kay. This is

not not weird.

I can explain.

You want to use a Ouija board to talk to Cap's ghost,

who you think is haunting your house.

Great. So you're in.

I might as well be.

Uh, turns out I have nothing else to do tonight.

Okay, uh, lower the lights, would you?

I don't think you have to do that for a Ouija board.

Uh, no. But I didn't buy any candy this year,

and I don't want people thinking I'm home.

Over there.

All right.

♪♪

[Buck] Okay, we almost have a message.

"O."

"T."

"You're an idiot"?

Really, Rav?

It's what Bobby would say if he was here.

Which, I'm sorry, Buck,

he's not.

[clatter]

What was that?

Buck...

The shelf.

[Buck] A footprint.

[creaking]

Grab that flashlight.

Okay, uh, gi-give me a boost.

All right.

Okay.

Okay, on three. One, two, three.

[grunting]

[screaming]

[Williams] Okay. Thank you. You have a good evening.

[indistinct radio chatter]

His name is Dwayne Payton.

According to his ID... and your landlord...

he used to live here.

Well, yeah, but I thought he got evicted.

-[Williams] They served the notice. -[handcuffs clicking]

And then he disappeared.

Into my attic.

Look, we can charge him for trespassing,

illegal lodging, vandalism.

Is that what you want?

Hey, was it fun for you?

Making me feel like my house was haunted?

[Dwayne] The kid was right.

You're an idiot.

Yeah, well, I'm gonna press charges.

How about that, huh?

Get him out of my house, lock him up.

-It's my house. -No, it's not! Not anymore!

You can't keep me out.

I got in before, and I'll get in again!

-[Branford] Right to remain silent, my friend. -Hey, hey, wait!

Where's the recipe?

Bobby's recipe. I know you took it.

So what did you do with it?

I didn't take anything.

So how did you know cream of tartar?

Cookies were dull.

Needed a tang.

[door opens]

[door closes]

♪♪

[sniffles]

You need some help cleaning up?

No.

I'm-I'm all good.

Hey.

If-if you were so sure

that it wasn't Bobby's ghost, then...

why did you play along earlier?

You seemed like you needed it.

[sighs]

[exhales]

[gasps]

Hey, Mom.

[stammering]

What are you doing?

I'm going to a Halloween party.

You like the costume?

Your costume?

Well, yeah, I mean, it's a costume tonight.

But once I graduate from the academy...

Stop talking.

[sighs]

You know, for a minute,

I really thought that I was wrong.

That maybe I had overreacted when you said

that you had applied to join the fire department.

But now I see...

that I was right.

-Right about what? -That you're not ready for this.

Because that is not a costume!

And the fact that you think it is

tells me that you are nowhere near mature enough

to do the job.

No, Mom, it's-it's not like that.

I just... I wanted to see how it felt.

Well, now you know.

So you can take it off

and find yourself another costume.

♪♪

[Costa] Father God, today we commit the soul

-Jeremiah Kamata to your loving care. -[crying]

May perpetual light shine upon him,

guiding his soul to eternal peace.

Lord, let his memory be a blessing

and grant that he is peacefully laid to rest

in your loving and gentle hands.

Amen.

[whirring]

[man] Hello?

Uh... Excuse me?

-This one's taken. -[murmuring]

[man] I'm in here.

Hello?

-Jeremiah? -[murmuring]

Jeremiah, is that thee?

[man] Not Jeremiah!

We were in the middle of lowering the casket

when we heard a voice.

Gravediggers removed the casket so we could see inside,

only for us to find, well...

-[Chimney] Who is that? -Not my husband.

-Is he alive? -No. He is not.

He's just playing dead.

-I am dead. -[Muriel] If he makes it out

of my husband's grave, he'll wish he were dead.

[Chimney] Okay, how about you all let us

handle it from here? Ravi, would you please...?

Right this way, Father, ma'am.

[Simon] Now will you beings

finally leave me to rest in silence?

Took me forever to find this place.

Okay, what are you thinking?

Uh, psychiatric.

Or substance.

[Buck] Maybe he has a concussion.

He could've fallen in.

-Why don't we just ask him? -No, just... [scoffs]

Please leave me alone!

[Eddie grunts]

Just want to talk.

Doesn't anybody have any respect for the dead?

That gash on your forehead.

Do you remember how you died?

Man in a blue car, he ran me over.

And did you get a good look at him?

I never saw his face. I...

I don't think he had one.

He didn't have a face?

He didn't have a head.

[Van] The guy in the road,

the one that we hit,

I think they were dressed as a scarecrow.

This look like the guy you hit?

I was starting to worry I might've killed someone.

A man without a head who thought

he hit a man we couldn't find.

Eddie, what side is the injury on?

Right.

[Hen] Right frontal lobe.

[both] Cotard's syndrome.

[Buck] Uh, who-whose syndrome?

[Chimney] It's a neuropsychiatric disorder.

It's walking corpse syndrome.

Damaged regions of the brain that involve self-awareness,

perception,

leading a person to believe that they're dead

or they don't even exist at all.

-Is that even something we can cure? -[Eddie] Sir,

do you mind if I check something out?

Oh, no.

Uh, guys,

I can't find a pulse.

What is he doing?

He's bringing him back to life!

-Anything, Eddie? -Uh,

no pulse! I, uh...

I think he's gone.

Not if we can help it!

Hen, the defibrillator!

Yeah.

[grunts]

All right, starting compressions.

[Simon grunting]

All right.

Pulse check.

Come on.

Okay, clear!

[beeping]

-We've got a pulse! -[steady beeping]

And it's a pretty strong one, too.

[chuckling]

It is?

We almost lost you there.

But you made it.

Welcome back.

[chuckling]

I'm back?

[Chimney] Oh, he is so back.

-[laughter] -[applause]

[Simon] I'm really back. I'm really back.

Ooh!

From the dead. [laughs]

My family is gonna be so happy to hear about this.

-Thank you so much. -[clears throat]

Do you think we can bury my husband now?

-Uh-huh. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. -Oh. Yeah. Yeah.

-[Eddie] Coming up. -Yeah. Uh... yeah, yeah, yeah. We should. Uh, come on.

-Hey. -[Simon] Yeah. Hey, guys.

-Got you. -[clears throat] Jeremiah.

[Simon] Condolences.

[soft scraping, creaking]

Seriously?

Dwayne.

Hey.

Dwayne.

[grunting]

[clatter]

♪♪

A sobriety chip.

Hey, Cap.

[water shuts off]

[door opens]

-Morning, Dad. -Hey, kiddo.

You're up early.

I thought maybe Abuela was cooking.

She's not here. But I can make you something.

But I saw her last night.

She was in my room.

She told me not to be afraid.

And that she loved me.

I think you were dreaming, bud.

-I'll get you something to eat. -[phone ringing]

Hey, Tía. Guess everyone's getting an early start today.

[Pepa crying] Eddie.

-Yeah? -Eddie.

What's wrong?

It's your abuela.

She's gone.

♪♪

[Pepa] I came to pick her up for church.

And when she didn't answer, I let myself in.

They say that they look like they're sleeping.

But I knew...

...the second I saw her...

...she was gone.

[Pepa crying]

Eddie.

I thought that maybe one of the officers would...

...help me,

but they said that I needed to be the one to call

someone to come get her.

A funeral home?

They said it would be a few hours.

I don't know what to do until then.

What if we prayed?

I think she would like that.

Okay. [exhales]

♪♪

They said you dropped the charges.

Well, you didn't actually do any damage.

And you did help with the whole cookie thing,

so I figured I'd repay the favor.

Thanks, man.

But, uh...

not sure where I'm supposed to go now.

Well,

how about a meeting?

There's one a few blocks from here.

You're a friend of Bill W.?

I'm a friend of a friend.

[Athena] You sure left your mark.

You were a good man.

Good husband.

You loved and inspired my kids.

[laughs softly]

I'm not sure I'll ever forgive you for that.

It's not his fault.

Bobby was a good guy and I loved him,

but I was the son of a first responder

long before I ever met him.

It's not about being like him, Mom.

It's about being like you.

♪♪

[Eddie] The first day of a loss isn't the hardest.

There's too damn much to do.

People to call,

arrangements to make.

Too busy to remember,

too overwhelmed to let go.

[Spanish song playing]

♪♪

[van door closes]

Sadness is for tomorrow,

when, finally, you're alone.

Heartbroken and angry

in the quiet and the silence until...

...until you realize

you're never really alone at all.

♪♪

♪♪

Maybe we have to be the ghosts of the people we love,

haunting the world with their memory

and the lessons they left behind.

Maybe there are no specters,

no spirits, just us.

Celebrating, dancing, remembering.

Alive together.

And maybe that's enough.

We should do this every year.

It doesn't make you too sad?

No.

It's like they're still here.

You know?

♪♪

[Eddie] Yeah.

I know.

♪♪