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All right, we got an EV!

Let's get two attack lines
going now!

Looks like the fire hasn't
reached the EV yet, Cap.

Yeah, it doesn't need to.

The heat's enough
to cook the battery.

In about five minutes, we're
looking at a thermal runaway.

Should we check the battery
with the thermal imaging

- camera first?
- No, first, we make things safe.

All right? I want you
to get me a perimeter.

- Cones all around!
- Copy that, Cap!

All right, Diaz,
anyone else in that car?

- All clear, Cap. Only one.
- Okay.

- I've got you, buddy.
- Let's get him on some O2.

All right, I got a trapped
victim and a battery cooking.

Ravi, get me
a water curtain on that EV.

- Keep it cool.
- Coming up!

- Buck!
- Right here, Cap!

Ma'am, steel jaws!

Oh, my God.

Okay. Cap, we got her. Gurney!

Okay, good work, everyone.

Once we get our friend
on a gurney,

we're gonna pull back.

All crew set for defense.

I repeat,
all crew set for defense.

All set.

No!

No!

- Maddie...
- Don't you look to me

for comfort.
You murdered my son!

You're up early.

Mm. So are you.

I promised Jee
I'd make her pancakes.

Already done.

Plus, I made lunch
for both you guys,

and a little purée
for Baby Nash.

So you didn't sleep?

I did, and I have regrets.

Do you want to talk about them?

Well, don't really have to call
Sigmund Freud on this one.

I'm having nightmares
about my new probie.

So what was it this time?
Fire or flood?

Hit and run, with a side
of Athena, but we really should

- put a pin in that one.
- Okay.

Maybe you'll sleep easier
when Harry starts.

I mean, today's
his first day, right?

Why do you seem scared?

I thought you wanted Harry
in the 118.

Yeah, I did, but now I think
I'm having captain's remorse.

Hey, you are gonna keep him
as safe as anyone can.

If anyone can.

When you guys said
you wanted to come over

for breakfast,
I wasn't expecting anything

- this elaborate.
- Well, you're looking at

Harry's congratulatory breakfast

for his first day at the 118.

- So... where's Harry?
- Exactly.

I got up early to cook.

And I got up even earlier
to come over to help cook.

Except he had already left
before either

of us had even gotten
out of bed.

Something about making
a good first impression.

I just didn't know
what to do with all the food.

Well, Harry's loss is my gain.

Pass me them pancakes.

Oh.

Oh.

Ooh.

Oh!

Hey, Cap, you want a mocha?

Chocolate milk is for children.
And shouldn't you

be stocking the rigs?
Our new probie's gonna think

the 118 is full of slackers.

Probie already stocked the rig.

He's already here?

Aah!

Since 5:00 a.m.
Putting us ex-probies to shame.

- Right here, Cap.
- No.

- Nah, come on.
- -And by the time I got in,

he'd already completed
a mess run

and two loads of laundry.

Oh, really. And what is this?

It's coffee orders.
You want something, Cap?

Ravi said you like
that spot down the street.

Yes. Yes, I do want something.

Thank you very much, but, uh,

Ravi here is gonna
get it for me.

Me? Uh, but he's the probie.

You want him scalding himself
on his first day?

- Not particularly?
- He trips,

the lid slips, bam.

Third-degree burns,

all courtesy of Buckley's mocha.

No, I'm sending someone
with more experience.

More experience...
getting coffee.

Cap, I... I worked
at a coffee shop.

Yeah, coffee is the only
work experience he has.

Don't worry about it, Harry.
Ravi's got this.

- Okay. Here we go, rookie.
- First call.

That's what
I'm talking about. Let's go.

Or let's stay.

Cap?

You've had a big morning.

You know what?
Better that you hang back, okay?

Uh, what should I do
while you're gone?

Just take a break or a nap,
you know? Maybe watch some TV.

TV?

Yeah, it's a long shift.
You know what?

You should pace yourself.

Copy that.

Reid?

- Bah!
- Reid?

Baby, get down.
You'll hurt yourself.

Mom, I'm SuperReid.

I never get hurt.

Okay, you'll get injured.

Oh, can I help?

Careful.

Sweetie,
you and knives don't mix.

Superman has a force field.

You practically have
a punch card at urgent care.

You never let me
do anything fun.

- No wrestling.
- It's sanctioned combat.

- No football.
- Wrestling, plus a ball.

No roller-skating.

Who said anything
about roller-skating?

Lance's birthday party.

He said you probably
won't let me come.

Baby...

you never said anything
about Lance having a party.

So I can go?

Reid, what's
my most important job?

To keep me safe.

But Superman can
keep himself safe.

And someday
you'll be able to do that, too.

Until then, it's you and me.

Okay?

Like Batman and Robin.

I knew you'd say no.

I'm the only kid not going!

You're not other kids.

They think I'm a freak.

It's too dangerous.

I hate you!

Hate me all you want.

But I am your mother,

and I will protect you
no matter what.

Mom?

Mom, I'm okay.

Mom?

Mom!

Okay, I'm here to help.
What's going on with your mom?

She's not moving!
Our house is on fire!

1812 Queen Street.

Firefighters are on their way.
I'm Maddie.

- What's your name?
- Reid.

Please help us.
There's so much fire.

- It's shooting out of the wall!
- It sounds like

a gas line.
You said your mom's not moving?

I think she hit her head.

She won't move. Mom, please.

Mom, you got to get up.
The house is on fire! Mom.

Please. You promised.

You and me, like Batman
and Robin, right?

Reid, do you have a path
to the front door?

- Yeah.
- I need you to go.

Run outside, wave your arms

so firefighters can see you.

I'm not leaving my mom!

Reid, she would want you
to be safe.

I need you
to get out of the house.

No!

Okay, do you have
a fire extinguisher?

In the cabinet!

Did you find it?

Reid?

Maddie, there's a knob here
where the stove was.

That's the gas shutoff.

It's on fire.

Then step back. Leave it alone.

But it'll stop the big fire,
right?

Reid, do not touch that knob!
It's red hot.

Reid?!

Here goes.

No, no, no, don't!
Reid, listen to me.

The firefighters
are almost there.

Reid, are you there?

Reid,

are you okay?

It worked!

It worked! I feel fine.

Why would you stick your hand
into the fire?

Do you know
how dangerous that is?

I guess,
but the house was on fire.

You're tough as nails, pal.
This must hurt like heck.

Not really.

- Nothing hurts me.
- -Reid's not your average kid.

He has CIP. Congenital...

Insensitivity to Pain. Yeah.

- Wow, that's pretty rare.
- Yeah.

So I've learned.

Protecting him from himself

is my full-time job.

He feels no pain,
and it's a pain in the butt.

- Well, today it was a superpower.
- -Okay, Cap.

Kitchen's overhauled.

- You, great work on that gas line. Good job.
- Thanks.

- You saved your house.
- Not to mention your mom.

All right, let's load up and go.

All right, nice and easy, buddy.

Okay.

- Try and keep this still, okay?
- Okay.

Careful, kiddo.
Don't trip on your cape.

Mom, I'm fine.

Can't protect 'em
from everything.

911. What's your emergency?

I'm at the Church of the
Pentecostal Temple of Prayer!

The devil has entered
Sister Abigail.

We were exorcising
the demons from her,

and now, the devil's got
his teeth in Brother Isaac!

When we arrived, the young woman
was on a table...

in restraints.

Her blood pressure
and heart rate

were elevated, and her body was

spasming severely.

But the call
you were responding to

didn't mention any of that?

We were told
she had bitten the minister.

But when we got there,
we realized

there was something else
going on.

What would cause
a 17-year-old girl

to bite a grown man?

It was tetanus.

Lockjaw. A bacterial

infection usually caused by
some kind of puncture wound.

How did Abigail get
such a wound?

The room she was... staying in.

There was an old,
metal bed frame.

The footboard was broken.

What was the likely outcome

if her tetanus
had remained untreated?

Trouble breathing, pneumonia,

broken bones from the spasms

and possibly death.

Thank you, Firefighter Wilson.

You have 15 years
of experience as a medic.

Is that correct?

Yes.

Is that more or less experience
than you've had as a parent?

I parent with my gut.

I succeed more than I fail.

Do I keep my son too close
from time to time? Sure.

But do I tie him up to a table?

Do I lock him in a cell?

Hell no.

Aren't you a very angry man,

Firefighter Diaz?

I used to be.

Weren't you cited

for assaulting a man over...
let's see here...

a parking spot?

- That was...
- Emblematic of the violent temper

you exercised against my clients
while on the scene.

- I was not violent.
- Verbally abusive.

Causing undue
emotional distress.

Downright intimidation!

That's not true.

That is what colored
any subsequent statements

from them to the police.

Can we please never

- do that again?
- From your lips.

Hi.

Abigail.

It's good to see you.

I never got the chance
to say thank you.

I think you had a lot going on.

And we're just happy
you're back on your feet.

- Yeah.
- Firefighter Wilson,

can I borrow you for a minute?

Take care.

Thank you.

Hey, you did
a great job today, Abigail.

Uh, standing up to them
is incredibly brave.

How did you do it?

Do...

what?

Learn to be less... angry.

Time.

Therapy.

More therapy.

Having friends and family helps.

You know, keeping me on the
right path helped a lot, too.

Well, at least
I've got the time part.

The rest?

Can't really afford therapy
when I can barely afford gas.

Thought you were
in the foster care system.

- Don't they have resources?
- I turned 18.

Foster care gave me
a birthday card

and a bus ticket
to my grandmother's.

She gave me her car
to get rid of me.

I've been sleeping in it.

That's the small downside
to being rescued.

There is no one left
to hurt you, sure, but...

that's because
there's nobody left at all.

Well, there are people
who care about you.

Where?

- How was it?
- It was, uh, very complex.

Touch and go.

Two kids had their braces
stuck together.

Hey, did Eddie make it back yet?

Uh, yeah, yeah, and he brought
a friend with him.

Hey, guys.

You remember Abigail.

Of course.

I wish I could say the same.

The only thing
I remember from that day is

Eddie's face.

Oh, this is Captain Han,
that's Buck, and that's Ravi.

I can't tell you
how much I appreciate this.

You've already
saved my life once.

Now I feel like
you're saving it again.

Well, it's what we do.
Eddie, can I get a word?

I need to talk to you
about that thing.

- Pardon us.
- Sure, Cap.

Is he in trouble?

Uh, trouble, no.

No, he-he's not.

I'd hate for him to be.
He's been so kind to me.

He saw I didn't have any place
to go, so he brought me here.

It's usually Buck
who brings in the strays.

Not that you're a stray.

No. That's exactly what I am.

My whole life, it was just me
and my mom and my dad,

and...

now there's nobody.

Hey, there's always somebody,
Abigail.

Family isn't just
the people you're born to.

It's also the people you choose.

She's got nobody.

She needs help.

I'm just afraid
the kind of help she needs,

we can't give it to her here.

Which is why I brought backup.

Alex.

Firefighter Diaz.

Who's that?

That's Alex.

Abigail, this is Alex Doyle.

She's part of LAPD's SMART
program, which stands for

- Systematic...
- Systemwide Mental Assessment Response Team.

- Yeah.
- You think I'm mental?

I think
you've been through a lot.

And part of my job is
to connect people

to the resources they need
to get them back on their feet.

I, um... I understand

that you've been dealing
with some homelessness?

I've been living
in my grandmother's car.

Alex is going to help you
find a place to stay.

Actually, I... I already did.

You did?

Where?

Faith-based transitional housing
in Pasadena.

They have, uh, counseling
and college prep.

You can stay the night,
or longer if you like it.

What do you say, Abigail?

I don't know.

We can stop and-and get you
some toiletries.

Maybe some fresh socks?

I don't need socks.

Uh, why don't you let the
nice lady buy you some socks?

Okay?

- Okay.
- Okay.

Okay, sir, my name's Maddie.

I'm gonna need some information.

I'm Andrew.
My dad's name is Bill.

Uh, uh, William Schneider.

He's, uh, 87.

Uh, six-four,
white hair, green eyes.

He must have just wandered off.

Uh, I mean, I don't even think
he knows where he's going.

You think
he might have gotten lost?

He must have gotten confused.

Ah, I should have been
watching him closer.

What was his last
known location?

Uh, his house,
104 Chester Street.

Uh, I'm-I'm here now.

All units, starting a Silver
Alert for William Schneider.

May be disoriented. Sir, don't
leave your dad's house, okay?

We have the best people
working to find him.

Andrew Schneider?

You got here fast.

Please come in.

Uh, so, still no word
from your father?

No. I worked up a timeline.

I spoke to him yesterday
at 6:00 p.m. like we always do,

and then, uh, this morning,
I have him on the cameras

up until, uh, 11:56 a.m.

Oh, you, uh,

really keep an eye on him, huh?

Yeah, well, I have to.

I mean, he refuses
to go into assisted living.

- And he never remembers to charge his phone.
- Okay.

So what was he doing
on the cameras up until 11:56?

A.m. Yes. Uh, just

puttering around.

I mean, uh, playing solitaire
on his desktop.

- I mean, just the usual.
- Hmm.

And then, the-the cameras,
they just cut out.

I got a notification
when they went down,

and so I tried to call him.

He never picked up,
and then I just got in the car.

Does he have a cell phone?

It's a flip phone.

I mean, apps are just
asking for trouble.

When I got here,
I found his phone on his desk.

Dead, of course.

Oh, uh, and, uh, this.

Oh, his Life Alert.

Well, do you have any reason
to suspect foul play?

No. I mean,
Dad's a retired math teacher.

I mean, he doesn't drive,
he barely leaves the house.

Well, uh, do you mind
if I have a look around?

Uh, no. Please.

Uh, he, uh,
he prints everything.

Emails, articles.
I think, uh,

having hard copies
helps him remember things.

Who's Cheryl Sullivan?

I have no idea.

What is that?
Is that a plane ticket?

Receipt. $600.

Upgraded to first class.

No, this doesn't make sense.

He doesn't know
who this woman is.

Her flight lands in an hour.

He has lost his mind.

Here's why
your cameras went out.

He unplugged it.

I didn't even know
he knew what a router was.

You said
that your father doesn't drive.

But does he own a car?

I took his keys away months ago.

Where is that car now?

Oh, thank God. It's still here.

What's usually parked here?

Sir, pull your vehicle
to the curb.

Bill? LAPD.

We've been looking for you.

I'm not deaf.

I'm ignoring you.

I assume my boy sent you.

Yes, sir.

My name's Sergeant Grant.

Bill, do you know where you are?

Mm, about five miles from LAX
as the crow flies.

And do you know
what you're driving?

Yes.

And I also know that I started
with six quarts of gas.

So that, unless you continue
to waylay me,

I should have enough to pop by
the florist on Lincoln

before I meet my lady friend.

Bill...

you're a long way from home.

Yeah, that's the idea.

Why are you talking to me
like I'm on a milk carton?

Your son... he implied...

That I've lost my marbles?

Well, you can see
that I haven't.

So how about
you just let me pass along?

Bill, we both know
that thing's not street legal.

But it edges like a dream.

Bill, you may be
in your right mind,

but your son is losing his
worrying about you.

You know, he treats me
like a child.

All he wants
is for his father to be safe.

Now, I can't force you
to go home,

but I will impound
your lawn mower.

Okay.

- Cuff me.
- Uh...

You're not under arrest, Bill.

But you're still
taking me to prison.

What were you thinking?

Why would you joyride
to the airport on a lawn mower?

You took my car keys.

- Because you wrecked the car.
- Some knucklehead

banged me with a grocery cart.

Sergeant, where does the law
stand on liability there?

I don't comment on carts.

Thank you for bringing him home.

Dad and I are gonna
have another talk

about assisted living.

I don't need assistance.
I'm a grown man.

Putting me there is not
gonna stop me from dying, son.

People go there to die.

For God's sake,
you were catfished.

What the hell
is he talking about?

It's a romance scam.

Uh, people online
pretending to be someone else.

Cheryl is not a scammer.

Really?

You sent her $600, Dad.

She deserves to fly first-class.

Y-You really think that she flew
across the country for you?

I did.

Bill?

Bill...

Cheryl.

Oh.

- Oh.
- Ooh.

You found her.

- Waiting outside arrivals.
- Yeah.

Well, I wasn't expecting
to be picked up in a police car.

Trust me,
it could have been worse.

- You're real?
- And even more

- lovely in person.
- Oh, such a charmer.

How did you guys meet?

Ah.

The Internet.
You ought to try it sometime.

Uh, Officers? Thank you so much

for everything you've done
to square things away here.

And I apologize for my son.

No apology needed.

You have a son
who really cares about you.

You know that's
all it is, Dad, right?

Well, if you care,

tomorrow, get my lawn mower
out of police impound.

And unless you want
to be scarred for life,

don't even think about turning
those cameras back on tonight.

Well...

they got to grow up sometime.

Uh...

Bye, guys.

- See you.
- We'll see you soon,

okay?

Unless you need anything
before I leave.

Nah. Go home, get some rest.

I'm feeling pretty rested,
but thanks.

Poor kid.

Poor kid?
We're scrubbing the rigs

- and he's sitting on the couch.
- Hey.

It's not like he's enjoying it.

He looks miserable.

I guess I'd be miserable, too.

Academy superstar
to benchwarmer.

Why do we think Chim's
got him in Bubble Wrap?

He's probably just trying
to ease him into the job.

Put him on light duty for now.

If he was on any lighter duty,
he'd float away.

Yeah, someone needs
to talk to Chim.

Good idea.

No. No, I am not
doing this again.

I am not
my brother-in-law's keeper.

Well, somebody needs to be.

I think I know who.

Ah.

There she is.

We gotta talk.

I was afraid of that.

Nice bottle.

Yeah.

I read somewhere that it's good

for, uh, flare-ups.

So?

Who complained?

Who didn't?

Everyone's concerned.

What, that I'm too hard
on the kid?

That you're following
in footsteps of our old captain.

Bobby is a tough act to follow.

Not Bobby.

Captain Gerrard.

What?

The only thing I got
from Gerrard is mustache envy

and a PhD
in "scrubbing the crapper."

Listen, he also benched you.

And me.

Kept us out of the action
so long

we wondered why we signed up
in the first place.

He had us peeling potatoes
and spit shining the floors.

Harry hasn't even touched a mop.

Even worse.

How is that even worse?

Harry signed up for the 118,

but you won't let him
be on the team.

Do you know what happened
the first time

Gerrard let me
on a structure fire?

- But Chim...
- I lost a brother!

Last year, we lost a friend!

Hen, every time Harry
looks at me with those probie

puppy dog eyes, I can't help it.

I just see all the ways
that Bobby's stepson...

Athena's son...
could die on my watch.

He's not just someone's kid.

Not anymore.

He's your probie.

He's your responsibility, Chim.

I know that. That's why
I'm trying to protect him.

But you can't protect him
in Bubble Wrap.

He needs experiences
because this job can kill him.

He needs a captain
who's gonna show him

and teach him how to stay alive.

What if I can't?

Then cut him loose.

Some other firehouse will
be lucky to have him.

He belongs at the 118.

Then put him in, Coach.

Who do you sit next to?

Whoever is on the bus.

So, there's no assigned seating?

Have you ridden a bus?

Easy, pal.

Put your phone away
and start eating.

Is now a good time to talk?

I'm interrupting, aren't I?

Actually, we were
just sitting down for dinner.

What are you having?

So, how's the grub
at the transitional house?

Alex said they have chickens.

Mm. Not to eat.

Hmm.

How old are you?

Fifteen.

Hmm. When you said in court
you had a kid,

I assumed he was five or six.

I mean, you're so young.

He's not that young.

Mm.

I got an early start.

Did you tell Alex
that you were gonna be here?

Is that how it works?

Do I need to tell her
everywhere I go?

Who's Alex?

Alex is

helping Abigail.

She's a colleague of mine
at the LAPD.

Is that all?

What do you mean?

I don't know.
She's really pretty.

She is?

I'm gonna clear these.

Oh, no. Do not help. All right?

My house, my mess.

Dinner and dishes.

Christopher's lucky.

You're, like, a perfect dad.

Oh, I'm far from perfect.

I don't even drive my son
to school anymore.

Uh... Yeah.

Chris takes the bus.

Says he wants freedom,
but really,

I'm too busy
just working 24-hour shifts

to show my face at pickup.

My parents got acquitted.

What?

On all charges.

The D.A. called.

How is that possible?

All I know is a ministry van

came and picked them up
from the prison.

They get to go back
to their old lives.

I get nothing.

I am so sorry, Abigail.

Uh, it's-it's getting
pretty late,

and it's a long drive
back to Pasadena.

Maybe...

Only if I'm not imposing.

Uh, I'm sorry, what?

Oh, I...

I thought you were
inviting me to stay the night.

- No.
- On the couch, obviously.

I meant, are you okay to drive?

Of course.

U-Uh, yes.

I'll leave you alone.

I'm so sorry. I'm so dumb.

- But...
- It's fine. Abigail.

You're not dumb.

And you're not alone, okay?

- Remember that?
- Okay.

Harry.

Buck said it was okay as long
as I don't touch the knives.

Yeah. A word.

Go. I'll finish up here.

Have a seat.

So, you know I was a probie
in this firehouse, right?

20 years ago?

My first year here,

that was the worst year
of my career.

Maybe my life.

Look, Cap, I don't know
what I did wrong,

but if you tell me,
I can fix it.

You haven't done
anything wrong, Harry. In fact,

you haven't really done much
of anything, which is my fault.

You see, when I was a probie,

for a while, all my cap
let me do was clear tables.

I was like a glorified busboy.

It was really hard
not to take that personally.

What I'm saying is...

you're not the problem, kid.
I am.

You see, I was lucky enough
that there was someone

here who gave me a chance.

What you need is someone...

Damn it.

It's okay. You can tell me
when you get back.

What you need is someone
to take a chance on you.

Come on, Harry.

You sure?

Get in the rig
before I change my mind.

Let's go, rookie.

Hurry up, probie.

Hey!

That your garbage truck on fire?

Yeah. I tried to empty my load,
but my hydraulics seized.

The garbage is on fire.
How long has this thing

- been smoking?
- I think I noticed it

- like 20 minutes ago.
- 20 minutes. Copy that.

Hey, Cap, it's breathing.

When this fire finally gets
some air, it's gonna...

- Back draft.
- We can cut the pits,

open the tailgate

and dump all the burning trash
into the street.

No, it's been burning too long.

We introduce oxygen right now,
that trash turns into a bomb.

How about we starve it?

If we want to lose the truck

and the whole block, sure.

Look, I saw this
in my last week at the academy.

If that fire burns hot enough,

it's gonna reach
the diesel tanks,

maybe even the hydraulic lines.

Yeah, or whichever one
comes first.

And then boom.

All right,
let's clear everyone out.

I want a 100-foot perimeter.

Copy that. Cones on the way.

All right, fire up a one
and three-quarter inch line

with a piercing nozzle.

I want an indirect attack
on that trash

to cool things down in there.

- Let's move!
- Copy you, Cap.

- On it!
- Hey!

Hey, Harry!

- Harry!
- Safety first.

Right, Cap?

Right. Safety first.

We're ready.

All right, copy that.

- Yeah, Cap, we're in.
- Ready here.

All right, open the red line.

Buck, how we looking?

Yeah, almost there.

Okay, Cap, we got conversion.

Let's cut the pin.
Pop the tailgate.

I want a two and a half inch
on that trash.

Harry, get me
those rubbish hooks.

Harry!

Harry?

Panikkar, grab me the hooks.

You good on this?

- Go!
- We got it, Cap.

Harry.

Wait. Don't drive!

Harry!

Everybody, stop driving!

Harry?

Harry?

Harry!

Harry? Damn it.

Stop driving!

Everybody, stop driving.

Hey, Cap, you okay?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Buck, Eddie, check the driver.

Okay. Here.

Where were you?

I was at the perimeter.
I was holding those people back.

You sure you're okay, Cap?

Yeah.

Possible minor stroke.
Doesn't appear to be injured.

That makes two of us.

Good job, probie.

Thanks, Cap.

All right, I need you guys back!

Good job, everyone. All right.

Grant. You going somewhere?

Yeah, I was just gonna
grab a snack.

You think snacking is a good use
of your time, probie?

Go scrub the crapper.

Yes, sir.

And welcome to the 118, kid.

Thank you.

Scrub that crapper!

Yeah!

Hey.

How's it going over there?

Uh, last one, and then
I will get out of your hair.

All right.

Mmm.

Mmm.

- Ah. Have fun, you two.
- Ah, good.

Oh, we will. We will.

Grr! Dadasaurus Rex

is on the loose.

Oh, no!

Dino-proof. Ah!
How was your day?

Uh, it was good, but I think
yours might have been better.

- Hi.
- Well, shift went well,

plus, I got to build a fort
with these two.

Who can ask for more than that?

Let's clean this up
before dinner.

Never!

So, Harry was all right?

More than all right.

You know, the kid is young,

but I think he has
what it takes.

So, no more nightmares?

Uh-huh. Plus, he saved my life.

Wait, your life
was in danger? Chimney?

- Look at you.
- You're getting it.

You're getting it. Whoa.

Mom, let me go. I got it.

It's SuperReid!

You wouldn't believe

the shine on that thing
when I was done.

Wow. I mean, I wasn't expecting
your first week as a firefighter

to involve
so many cleaning products.

Hey.

That's the life
of a probie, May.

It's not all glamorous,
but it's all important.

Personally,

I appreciate
that I learned three new uses

- for white vinegar this morning.
- No.

You know what? It's all good.
You laugh now,

but just you wait
until I make the interior

of that dishwasher shine.

Mm. Not so fast.

We have something for you.

We wanted to give this to you

before your first day,

but you didn't give us a chance.

Okay.

Bobby's knife.

Mm.

We wanted you to have
a little piece

of him to carry with you.

Thank you, guys.

I love it.

He would've been
so proud of you, Harry.

So, what's in the other box?
I mean,

first one's kind of
a hard act to follow.

Well, this is what Bobby would
have given you, if he were here.

He'd want you to have
your own knife.

And let you be your own man.

I wish he were here.

He is.

Christopher.

Abigail?

What are you doing here?

Your dad's busy at work.

He asked me to come get you.

Oh, okay.

Okay. My car's
just over there, okay?