All language subtitles for Chicago.Fire.S01E12.BDRip.x264-ION10

BODEN: Crowd control,
before they kill that man.

All right, everybody
back now!
We're not going anywhere.

Back up,
or I'll knock you
on your ass.

SHAY: Previously on
Chicago Fire...

Do you talk to
your sister?

It's still hard for her.

Look, I need to turn
the page on this too.

Maybe you should've
thought of that before
you killed Dad.

Nothing excuses
what she did.

I'm not asking
you to forget.

Would you
think about coming
out to visit me?

Yes, I will come
visit you when I can.

Flaco's dead.

FLACO: Help me!
Please! Please!

We take this
to the grave,
just me and you.

Um... I need help.

I am so damn
proud of you, Kelly.

Listen, uh,

at the Christmas party...
There's some stuff
I'm dealing with,

stuff I got to figure out.

I hope it works out...
Whatever it is.

(SIGHS SOFTLY)

(SIZZLING)

(SPATULA SCRAPING PAN)

(CHUCKLES)
Good morning.

Morning. Wow.
What time is it?

7:00.

Oh, what do we got
going here?

Uh, just a little
veggie scramble.

Wow.

There's the culprit.

Did we kill this
whole thing last night?

Yeah. Yeah, we did.
(CHUCKLES)

Wine... I don't know
why I do it.

Ugh. Every time.

Every... Every time what?

I just get... Drunk.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

You don't have to worry.

I'm not gonna tell
anybody at work.

Um, it's not like I'm
gonna be embarrassed...

Hey, don't explain.
We're on the same page.

This is our thing.
Nobody else's.

Enjoy your eggs,
and I'll see you
at work, okay?

(SOFTLY) Okay.

Hey, Peter.

(SIGHS)

Hey. Yeah,
I know, Chief.

It's just that
the classified ad,

it runs today, and...

I just need to make
back what I put into her.

And I need my driveway.

Okay, yeah.
I'll finish up
on the curb.

(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

She's so damn cold.
It just needs
a little extra.

(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

(THUDDING)

Could be worse.

How?

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

Just a little
fender bender,

that's all.

No big deal.
(SIGHS)

Aw.

MOUCH: How's the noodle?

Hard as ever.

That's...
That's what he said.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Just a little
something from us.

Oh, my... You guys.

What is it?
Oh. Ha, ha!

Added protection.

(ALL LAUGHING)
Oh, I love it.

Welcome back.
Thanks, Chief.

Thanks, guys.

I'm gonna tell him...

Today.

Great.

Hey.
Morning.

(ALARM BUZZING)

DISPATCHER:
Truck 81, Squad 3,
Ambulance 61, police assist,

4000 South Kildare
and West 44th.

(SIREN WAILING)

(HORN HONKS)

GERE: Abandoned truck.

And there's something
funky inside.

It's padlocked shut.

Capp, grab the K-12.

CAPP: Got it.
(GROANS)

CASEY: Texas?
GERE: Yeah.

Came back stolen
from a minivan in...

San Angelo.
Wherever the hell that is.

(KNOCK ON TRUCK DOOR)

Everyone quiet.

Someone in there? Call out.

(KNOCKING)

I didn't hear
that before.

(GRUNTS)

(ALL COUGHING)

Holy hell.

(LOUD FILTERED BREATHING)

CASEY: We have
multiple victims...

Women, men...

Maybe 15 of them.

They all look DOA,
but we need to check vitals.

(GROANS)
Damn it.

There are children.

(GROANS)

Hey, Dawson!

(GRUNTS)

I know this is scary,
but if you come with me,

we can help you.

Me Ilamo Gabriela.

Rosa.

Toma.

Dehydrated,
borderline hypothermic.

Warmed her with
blankets, hot packs,

and 200cc bolus
of warm fluids.

No English.
Undocumented?

Yeah, found her
in the back of an
abandoned smuggler's truck.

How old?
Sixteen.

Let's make sure
three is clear.

Prep warm saline,
and heat up
some blankets.

And someone alert ICE.

Wait, do we have to
call immigration
right away?

She's been through enough.
Protocol.

No! No, no, no, no!

Can... Can we have
a quick moment?

Quickly.

(BOTH SPEAKING SPANISH)

No.

(WHISPERING)

Okay?
Okay.

Okay.

You need something?

Nah, I'm all good.

Hey, no one's heard
from Cruz, huh?

(DOOR OPENS)

Shouldn't you be
at work?

I traded shifts.

I registered for class
today over at Truman.

(ALL LAUGHING)
SEVERIDE:
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'll show it to you
another time.

Hey.
Hey.

How'd it go?

With...

Boden.
Yeah...

Yeah... No...
'Cause here's the deal.

Yeah.
On the last call,

I ripped off that lock

like it was bolted
on with paper clips.

No pain, nothin'.

I moved back in
because you said
you talked to Boden.

What's going on?
Um...

Have you heard from
that Rick character?

No.
Who's he?

This lawyer
who's working with Mom.

He asked me
about Mom's trial

and specifically
about the house key.

Well, what?
What about it?

I don't know where
he was going with it

because I told him
that was

your business
and to talk to you
about it.

I'm just giving you
the heads up
that this guy

might be trying to
contact you,

and it might be
about the key.

Okay.

I appreciate it.

I gotta get going.

Hey, Christie.

(SIGHS)

The C-5 vertebra.

Fracture.
That's what
the doctor said.

How long ago
was this exam?

You don't want to know.

Okay.

This doctor may be
a little eager

to get you
under the knife.

Yeah?
Yeah.

'Cause they're not
gonna know anything
until they do an MRI.

We are not gonna
go worst-case right now.

Gonna let the CFD medical

give a fully
informed diagnosis.

Chief, I don't ask
for a lot of favors.

But since I feel
fine 90% of the time,

I'd like to stay on squad

while this whole thing
runs its course.

In the meantime,
I'll set up

an appointment
for after shift.

I'll get in there
the next opening they got.

What's going on?

Off duty till
the results come in.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(ENGINE REVVING)
(TIRES SQUEALING)

So, when's
the appointment?

Later today.

And then...
How long did
the first doctor

say that you'd be out?

Six months.

You know,

I was a gymnast growing up.

Knew you must have got your
flexibility from somewhere.

And after I placed
in Nationals,

I got invited to
the Olympic trials.
Weekend before

I took my bike

down to the lake,

and this cab door opens up,

and there you go.
Ow.

But, I was up
and walking
two months later.

Were you ever
a gymnast again?

No...

Probably not the best
pep talk
(LAUGHING)

I could have given.

Okay.

Let me ask you this.

Does, um, being on squad

involve having to
stick a full twisting
double layout?

Yes.

Oh! (LAUGHING)

Well, you're gonna be fine.

When are you
leaving for Madrid?

Hmm.
Tuesday.

I can push it.

No, no, no.
No, do your thing.

Tell me you're gonna
come visit me.
Yes.

Once I get my back
squared away.

I'm calling it
right now.

Two months. Max.

All right.
I'll take that.

Thought you were out
for the shift.

Well, yeah, I resolved
things a little bit early.

Okay if I jump in?

Suit up.

What happened
to your hand?

Nothing.

Yeah. Yeah,
I understand.

And... And I'm so sorry
for your loss.

Well, please let me know
what happens,

and, uh, I'll keep a good
thought for Rosa.

Sí. Okay.

Adiós.

(SIGHS)

Rosa's uncle...

He hasn't been able
to get to the hospital
to see her.

She getting deported?

I don't know yet.

I can't imagine
they would, though,

with everything
she's been through.

Where are her parents?

They were in the back
of that trailer.

Oh, man.

Well...

Let me know
if I can help
in any way.

Can I talk to you
for a second?

MOUCH: Delivery for a
Gabriela Dawson?

Oh... Great.
MOUCH: No card.

Doth milady have a
secret admirer, perchance?

(CHUCKLES)

(ALARM BUZZING)

DISPATCHER:
Engine 51, Truck 81,

Squad 3, Ambulance 61,
Battalion 25.

Aircraft down,
Bosworth and Waveland.

(SIRENS WAILING)
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

This is 81.
We're gonna need

two more ambulances to
north Bosworth and Waveland.

Guys, fan out!

Herrmann, with me.

We'll take that car.

You guys okay?

Yeah, yeah.
We're fine, we're fine.
Check the driver.

WOMAN: My husband!

How's my husband?

Okay, stay right there.
Stay calm.

Hey... He's gone, man.

(SIGHS)

Sir, just stay
where you are.

We'll take care of you.
CHUCK: No, I don't need
that thing.

Just let me out of here.

Get him out.

HERRMANN:
All right, let's go.

Nice and easy.

(GRUNTS)

How old are you, sir?

85, and don't blame
this on my age.

The tower fed me
the wrong coordinates.

It's not my fault I
landed short of the runway.

HERRMANN: Short of the runway?

You're 5 miles from
the closest airport.

Well, take it up
with the FAA.

I was just following the...

Oh, no. No, no.

I thought I missed
that car.

Don't look that way.
Come with me.

(DRILL WHIRRING)

Hey, we gotta pull
her out headfirst.

You have clearance
on her feet?

Nah, I'm just out
of reach.

I gotta hit it from
another angle.

Just put this around
your head to protect you.

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

Mills! With me!

(SCREAMING CONTINUES)

Ma'am?

This is Casey.
We're gonna need a medic.

WOMAN OVER RADIO:
61, on our way.

CASEY: Mills! Let's go!
Yeah.

Weak pulse.

A lot of blood outside.

We got to move him.

SHAY: Ready?
Nice and smooth.

CASEY: One, two, three.

(ALL GRUNTING)

SHAY: Okay, roll him over.

SHAY: Whoa!

In my bag.
Abdominal trauma pads.

How many?
All of 'em.

Okay.

The glass broke through
his abdominal wall.

We need to pack him
right here

before he bleeds out
all over the place.

MILLS: Here.

SHAY: Press down,
not too hard.

There might
still be glass.

Hold the dressing
right here.
Keep the wound covered.

That's good.
A hand here. Pressure.

Let's get him on the board.
All right.

CASEY: Ready.

Casey, as we lift him,
keep your hand here,

or else this is gonna
be a recovery.

You got it?
Copy.

All right.
Let's get him up.

Lift.

All right, go...
Push, come on.

Go!

Come on! Come on.

For the love of Pete,
my six-year-old's

got more upper
body strength than you two.
Herrmann...

Is the parking brake on?

(PARKING BRAKE UNLATCHES)
(SNICKERS)

Okay, guys. Come on,
just push, then.

Go.
Got it?

HERRMANN: Yeah.
You sure?

I think I got it.

Okay.
Go.

(GRUNTS)

Sorry it didn't
work out, man.

Yeah, thanks, buddy.

Listen, I want to
thank you
for helping me

get my head straight over
that Flaco thing.

Are you back to work?

I am.
Good.

Welcome back.

But you and me, we never
talk about that again.

Not another word. Clear?

Yeah.

Sorry, Lieutenant.

Hey, you know what's wild?

I just now realized

that your last name
and Tom Cruise's
last name

are pronounced
exactly the same.

People ever misspell
it like his

in the mail or whatever?

Not really.

Are you okay, buddy?

You've really been off
your game lately.

Do you need to talk
to someone?

I'm your friend.

You can tell
me anything.

Hey. Yo, Alfredo sauce.
Made it from scratch.

I thought we had
an agreement about
the other night.

And now, suddenly, flowers?

Delivered to me
in front of everyone?

That is exactly what
I was trying to avoid.

I don't know,
maybe this is my fault.

Maybe I'm missing
something here.

But what exactly happened
to "This is our thing.

"Nobody else's"?
I didn't send them.

Hey.

Found this out front.

Delivery guy must have
dropped it.

The flowers are actually
for the both of you.

Some lady wanted to
thank you for saving her,

"Even though you had
to drug my dog."

Yeah, great. Thanks.

OTIS: You're welcome.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)
Boo.

Royce.
(CHUCKLES)

What are you doing here?

Ah, I just cleared some
stuff from my schedule.

Mmm. Hi.
Hi.

Oh. Didn't realize
you had a guest.

Dr. Kessman,
this is my...

Girlfriend, Renee.

It's good that you
could make it.

So today's CT scan shows

that the hairline
fracture on your C-5 here

extends further than
we thought.

So surgery?

Yeah, as soon as possible.

And the recovery time,
that's the same six months?

Unfortunately not.

Um, forget whatever
you were told before.

It's a year
at best.

Look, some guys who
come in here on the job,

they're rolled out in the
chair they're gonna live in

the rest of their lives.
You're lucky.

Everything I see tells me
you should make
a full recovery.

A year?

A year if you hope
to return to squad.

I'll be honest,
I've never seen anyone
return to full duty

after this surgery.

Much sooner, though,
four or five months,

you can come back in an
administrative capacity.

So you may want to
set your sights on that.

That's much more realistic.

I'll give you two a minute.

Uh-oh, looks like someone's

still dropping their
laundry off at Mom's house.

Fluff-and-fold.

Not that
she hasn't offered,
though.

Oh.

Yeah, um...

So that was kind of weird,
what happened earlier.

Which part? Oh!

Oh, you mean
the whole thing.

Look, I was out of line.
I should have known...

Yeah, well, at least now
you know

I mean what I say.
I know.

And I should have
known that.

And I still want
to apologize.

Oh. Hey, Chief.

Briefing room, everybody.

As you can imagine,
Kelly is still processing
all of this.

I'd give him a little
time before you call him.

And there is no reason that,
before or after the surgery,

Kelly shouldn't be
in this house,

feeling at home
and around his family.

So will you all
encourage him
to do that?

Look... There is no denying

we are a good man down.

We do not have
the luxury to act like it.

So the upside of this...

It is a stark reminder.

Injuries do not get swept
under the rug on this job.

Nor do they get
self-diagnosed

or self-medicated,
'cause what is that?

Pride,

friendship, stubbornness,

fear whatever the reason,
it isn't good enough
to hide an injury.

Kelly dodged a bullet
on this one.

So did the people he helped
rescue this past month.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)

'Cause it could have gone
real bad, for him
and for them,

real quick.

Hey, Ernesto.

I'm sorry to
bother you like this.

No, that's no problem
at all.

I'm so sorry about what you
and Rosa are going through.

They're deporting her.

(STAMMERING) I don't
even know what to say.

Did they
give you a reason?

They found out she was 16.

A year younger,
she would have been eligible

for refugee status.

What's this?

To help her get home.

Immigration will only
take her to the border.

Can you please
get it to her?

(ALARM BUZZING)

DISPATCHER: Ambulance 61,
Truck 81. Pulmonary distress.

2500 West Ogden
and Roosevelt.

It usually doesn't take this
long to go back to normal.

SHAY: Sir, when you're in
this kind of pain,

you can't just ignore
it and hope it goes away.

Yeah, I know, but I hate
going to see the doctor.

My health care
plan's a joke.

Yeah, we work
for the city too, coach.

You're preaching
to the choir.

(GRUNTING)
(HEART MONITOR
BEEPING INCREASES)

Travis?
Heart rate's at 185.

He's in V-tach.
BP's 70 over 50.

We don't have time
for the drive.
We gotta do this here.

All right, Travis,
change of plans.

We're gonna need you
to lie down, all right?

All right,
I'm gonna start an IV.

So I just need you to
stay as still as possible,
all right?

Why? What's happening?

Well,
we gotta get you back
into rhythm.

We're just gonna apply some
electricity to your heart.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You're gonna shock me?

I don't know... What,
is that gonna hurt?

A lot less than the full
cardiac arrest

you're about to have.
You just have to
trust us, Travis.

SHAY: Okay, pushing 5 mils
of Diazepam.

Shocking at 100.

SHAY: Stand back. Clear.

(THUD)
(TRAVIS GRUNTS)

(RAPID BEEPING ON MONITOR)

TRAVIS: Oh, God, it's done.
It's done.

Almost. No, no, no.
It's done.

Travis, almost. Almost.

We gotta do it again,
all right? You have
a stubborn heart.

Come on, there's gotta be
something else you can do.

This is it, Travis.
We have to.

You heard coach...
He said he didn't want it!

Shocking at 200.

Stand back.

(BEEP)
SHAY: Clear!

(THUD)
(GRUNTS)

TRAVIS: (PANTING)
Please no more.

Please... No more.
(HEART MONITOR
BEEPING RAPIDLY)

TRAVIS: Please.

All right, one more time.
I'm not gonna hold on.

Just get me
to the hospital.

Travis, I'm sorry.
You just gotta trust us,
okay?

Okay, shocking
at 300.

Stand back.

DAWSON: Clear!
(THUD)

(GROANS)

(HEART MONITOR FLATLINES)

Otis, I need
chest compressions!

Coach! Is he all right?

No.
You're killing him!

Hey, step back, man.

Hey, you hear me? Move back!

Mills! Back off.

Kid just wants to know
what's going on.

(SPEAKS INAUDIBLY)

Stop compressions.

Damn it! Still in V-tach.

All right,
pushing 150 mils
of amiodarone.

Stand back, shocking at 360.

(BEEP)
DAWSON: Clear.

(THUD)

(RAPID BEEPING)
Come on.

(SLOW STEADY BEEPING)
DAWSON: We got him.

Okay, we need a lift, guys.

(STEADY BEEPING CONTINUES)

(GRUNTS)

ROYCE: Hi.
Oh, hey.

(LAUGHS) Hi.

You must be, uh...
Yeah, I'm Renee.

Renee, of course.
Yeah. Nice to meet you.

You are Shay.

I have heard
amazing things
about you.

Yeah, you too.
Uh, is he here?

Yeah, he is just up
taking a shower right now.

How's he doing?

Trying to figure it out.

Yeah. I was worried.

I've been trying to
get a hold of him.

He's definitely not up
for taking phone calls.

Okay, yeah,
I'll just have him

download me on it later.

Okay. Um, you know what?

There's some extra coffee
in there, if you'd like.

Thanks. So when do you
leave for Madrid?

In a couple days.
Oh, that sucks.

He's been telling me you
guys have really hit it off.

Who knows
what the future holds?

Well, you shouldn't worry.
I mean...

If you haven't
figured it out already,

he's basically
indestructible, and...

I'll be here to
take care of him, so

don't you worry
about a thing.

It was nice to meet you.

You too.

(WHISPERS) Idiot.

Hey, I'm Gabriela Dawson.

I'm one of the paramedics
who responded.
Okay.

Uh, do you think I could
talk to her for a second,

just to see how she's doing?

No sweat.
Thank you.

(SOBBING)

(SNIFFLING)

Hola, Rosa.

Gabriela.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(SNIFFLES)
Solo usted.

(DOOR BUZZER)

My greatest achievement.

You look so handsome.
I'm so proud of you.

It's good seeing you, Mom.

Rick Savrinn.

I've heard so many good
things about you, Matt.

Rick.

Um...

So what's going on?

How are things?

You tell me.

Looks like there's
something you guys
want to talk about.

I just want to tell you
how grateful I am

that you're gonna
speak up at the hearing.

I'm sure
you understand.
Yeah, I do.

So I was talking to Rick,

and he brought up
a really good point.

I know it's
a difficult subject,

but if we could just
talk it out,

and then we can decide

whether or not to bring
it up in the hearing.

The house key.

That's right.
See, I've talked
to an attorney.

And he said that...
You're not an attorney?

No.

I'm just a friend
and advisor to your mom.

I met Rick through
the pen pal program,

but he has consulted
an attorney.

All right,
so what about it?

Imagine I'm the parole board.

Just tell me what happened.

I left the key
to my dad's house

out on the counter.

My mom took it.

That's how she got into
his house at 3:00 a.m.

And then she shot
and killed him.

And how did
that make you feel?

Well...

Guilty.

Every time
I replay that day,

I wonder if my dad
would still be alive

if I hadn't been
so careless with that key.

I'll ask you what you
were asked 15 years ago.

Is there a part of you
that left that key out
intentionally

because you were angry
at your dad

for the way he was
treating your mom,

and you wanted him
to pay for it?

Is this really what
you want to hear, Mom?
No, this is not about blame.

We're not retrying
the case.

This is about sympathy
for you.

For your mom.
That's enough, Rick.

This could go so...
That's enough!

Sweetheart.

Just forget
I said anything.

You don't have
to say a word.

It's gonna be enough
for me just to look over

and see your face...

The one person who's
never turned his back
on me in this world.

Yeah, I gotta go.

I love you so much. (SOBS)

Yeah, fine.

Hey, Chief.

I just wanted to
let you know

I'm selling that limo
off to a scrapyard.

It'll be off the curb
by end of shift.

How much?

200 clams.

I got another option
for you.

We're due to run
a vehicle drill.

I got a budget of $800.
It's yours,

if you can get it towed
to the academy.

Ah, Chief, man, all right!

All right.
Hey, Mills, um...

My office, real quick.

Now or...

You guys need a minute?

Now.

(DOOR SHUTS)

Doing a good job, Mills.

Thank you, Chief.
But you're still in your

probationary period, right?

Yeah.
Still on the outside
looking in.

Any mistakes,
you can get
dinged anytime.

You know the deal.
Yeah.

Yeah, I do. (CHUCKLES)

Can I give you
a word of advice?

Keep your personal life
on hold.

Devote everything
to your training.

When you get
on the other side,

then you can worry
about complications,
you know...

Yeah. You're right.

Yeah, I am a novice
in this business.

But every time that I
walk through that door,

I am all ears.

Whatever your orders,
I'm on it.

I mean, to the word.
Good.

But...

When it comes to
my personal life.

My personal relationships,

I'm not a novice.

With all due respect,
Chief,

that's my business.

Then let me be
a little more direct.

Sit down.

Yes, sir.

Young man like yourself,

a few months in.

Be real easy for you
to get a reputation

as some kid more concerned
with chasing ass

than he is with
mastering his job.

Kelly Severide...

I'm pretty sure
he's worked his way

halfway through
Chicago right now.

But those first two years
as a candidate,

he did not look sideways

at a woman that
he was working with.

He put in the hours,

mastered his craft.

So what I'm saying is,
Peter Mills,

maybe you should
get there first,

'cause that way, people
in positions of power,

people like me,
can reach down
and pick you up

to the next level.

Yeah, Chief, there...
There has to be...

Dismissed.

Morning.

Good morning.

Can I... Oh. Thanks.

Yeah.

Uh, hey, I might just
take you up on your offer

to help me out with
that Rosa situation.

Sure. Of course.

Thank you.

Actually been meaning
to talk to you.

Oh, okay.

Um...

I've been dealing
with something,

and the whole
situation's a bit...

Well, embarrassing's
not the right word.

But I realize I've been
a bit distant recently

because of what's going on.

And so what's going on is

my mom is up for parole,

and I'm trying to
help her get out.

I just didn't want you
to think I was blowing
you off or anything.

(STUTTERS)

I... I thought that you
were dealing with Hallie
and all that.

No, that's been over
for a while.

Oh.

So, uh...

How can I help
with Rosa?

(SIGHS)

Well, I've...
I've been written up twice,

so I've got a bit
of a credibility issue

with the Chief, and, uh...

This is really big,
what I'm about to
ask you.

So only if you
really want to do it.

Misspoke?
Yeah, Chief. At the scene.

Rosa told me
she was turning 16,

and when I was
at the hospital,

I mistakenly told
the ER doctor

that she was 16,

and somehow,
that became gospel.

I don't know
a lot of Spanish, Chief,

but I heard
Rosa say it, too.

Me estoy convirtiendo
dieciseis.

This is significant how?

Since Rosa's really 15,

she qualifies for
temporary refugee status

but only if there are
other special circumstances.

If Rosa agrees to
give information

against those who
smuggled her,

that would be enough to
give her a temporary "U" visa

as the smuggling case
is being investigated.

And since her closest
relative, her Uncle Ernesto,

lives here in Chicago,

she could live with him

while she applies
for the I-130
for permanent residence.

Okay, bring her in.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Rosa!
(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Thank you.

You got it.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Hey.

Kelly.

CASEY: Tonight?
I'll be there.

(GRUNTS)

BODEN: Mills!

Unless you want to
get knee-capped,

I'd get away
from that bumper.

OTIS: That thing goes up,

it's gonna blow
like a cannon.

It's gonna take
you right with it.

Otis, get a hose
in that cab.

Keep that fire from
making it to the back.

MILLS: Hood's open!

Need CO2 on that block.
We're losing time.

(SPRAY HISSING)

Fire's out.

Come on, let's move!

And... Time.

3:47.

BODEN: Not bad.

Herrmann!
(CLANG)

First time I have
sex in six months,

Cindy's pregnant again.

What's that, like, four?

OTIS: God.

Carry on.

(LAUGHING)

(GLASS SMASHING)

Hey.

Hell of a day, huh?

Yeah.

Tell you what.

After surgery,

forget rehab.

Park it down at the house.

I'll put you through
truck drills.

We'll make a firefighter
out of you yet.

Yeah, about that. Listen...

Just to let you know first.

The girl I'm dating, Renee,

she's transferring to
Madrid for her job

and found a great
rehab unit.

Oh, great.

How long you staying?

I'm moving there.

(CHUCKLES)

You're messing with me.

I'm not.

Bought my plane ticket
an hour ago.

Well...

I guess

cheers to that then.

Cheers.