Original subtitles

It occurred to me you left your sweatshirt at my place.

Would you like to come in?

This is not a good idea.

Maybe it's a one-time thing.

[dramatic music]

Hey! You can't be in here.

We gotta get out of the building now. [metallic creaking]

- Get down! - [girl yelps]

[explosion whooshing]

♪♪

- What's your name? - It's Bria.

- I put the drugs back. - They weren't for me.

[indistinct chatter, phones ringing]

Hey. How you doing?

[door closes] Hi.

Heard you were still here, so,

figured I'd swing by and check on you.

They said it's a concussion, but I feel fine.

Yeah, they're always extra careful with head injuries.

My dad was just in the hospital for a stretch, and uh...

these are pretty useful.

In fact, I became the reigning queen of Crazy Eights.

Congrats.

Interested?

Uh, I guess so. Yeah.

Alright.

[sighs, clears throat]

Winner gets a deep dish pizza.

Jokers are wild. No backsies.

[laughs]

You laugh now...

[soft dramatic music]

Let's make it two pizzas.

Bold move.

We'll see about that.

Mm-hmm.

♪♪

[door opens]

What're you doing?

Tired of the wobble.

Well, jam paper under the legs.

I'm not taking advice from the woman

that duct-tapes her mirror to the wall.

Oh, how does such a smart guy

miss the most obvious solutions?

Paper was the first thing I tried.

- Mm. - [Severide laughs softly]

Hey.

Hey, what's up?

I swung by the hospital before shift

to check on that girl from the clinic fire, Bria.

The, uh... The drug thief?

Yeah, she didn't have any drugs in her system.

- Selling then? - I don't know.

Something's off with the whole picture.

The nurses say she doesn't get a lot of visitors.

Or any.

Supposedly there's a dad in the picture, but I...

I didn't see him and I didn't wanna push.

I mean, you met her.

She seems like an okay kid, right?

I only talked to her for a sec, but yeah,

she didn't seem like trouble.

[indistinct chatter]

[Otis] Oh, there she is.

- What? - What "what?"

You were supposed to make the grocery run for the apartment.

We're down to two rolls of Angel Soft.

Oh, right.

I'll do it right after shift.

Hey. Get the kind with aloe.

Noted.

So who's the guy?

Uh, sorry?

You were barely home all weekend.

Go on, spill it. You're seeing someone.

[soft music]

Um, I don't need my roommates broadcasting what I do

off-shift to the entire firehouse.

That's the whole point of being roommates.

Well, all I'll say is,

it's not anyone's business who I see or when I see him.

I have a guess.

Okay.

You know, that's cute that you don't wanna tell us,

but everyone knows you can't keep a secret.

I am not gonna say another word on the subject.

It's Antonio.

We reconnected when your dad was in the hospital.

It was just a moment that turned into more moments,

but I swear, it's not the same thing as last time.

I mean, neither of us wants to make it a thing.

- Brett. - I know. I'm telling you.

Listen... [radio beeps]

[dispatch] Ambo 61. Truck 81.

Change of address verified. [engine turns over]

[sirens wailing]

[dramatic music]

[sirens wailing]

♪♪

[horn blaring]

[tires screech]

♪♪

[brakes hiss]

[indistinct radio chatter]

He was writing me a speeding ticket,

and then the car just swerved out of nowhere.

- Were you hurt? - Not me, but he's...

Over here. Help!

[people chat indistinctly]

[officer] It's okay. I got you, Louis.

[gargling]

♪♪

Chicago Fire S06E08 "The Whole Point of Being Roommates"

Synced and corrected by Gianluca Belfiglio

I got pressure on it.

I was running the plates.

Louis was hanging by the window.

That truck came out of nowhere, it never saw us.

Bam! Louis goes flying like he's made of nothing.

Otis, let's cut the fence away.

Dawson, see if you can stabilize it.

It was just a routine stop.

Ain't nothing routine.

She was speeding. We just got our coffee.

[gargling]

Hey, Louis. Stay with me, Louis.

- Hey, what's your name? - Harris. Jeff Harris.

Hey, can you guys move any faster?

He's dying here. C'mon!

We're doing everything we can, pal.

Harris, we need you to let go

so the paramedics can pack the wound.

[gargling]

Hey, what are you doing?

We gotta leave the picket in until a surgeon can remove it.

What?

All we can do is stop the blood as best we can.

He'll be dead in seconds!

Harris, you need to calm down.

Let 'em do their jobs.

[dramatic music]

♪♪

Here we go.

Come on. Come on.

[saw buzzing]

Hey, why are you moving so slow?

All right enough, you gotta step back.

- Get off of me. - Hey!

Harris, look at me.

Your partner's hurt, I get it.

You wanna do right by him?

Walk away, let the paramedics get him to Med.

Alright? [buzzing continues]

♪♪

- Guy lost his marbles. - Alright, everyone just...

Okay, he's free. Let's get him in the ambo.

Easy with the backboard.

Okay, we got him.

♪♪

Hey, I'll give you an escort.

[car door closes] [sighs]

Look who swooped into town.

Julian.

Wallace.

- Hey. - What's up, man?

How you doing? [pats back]

- You alright? - I'm good.

He just got in from Detroit. Total surprise.

A good one, I hope.

I'll take any baby brother time I can get.

Uh, how long are you in town for?

Just a day or two.

- And where are you staying? - The Langdon.

Aw, no, forget that. You can stay with us.

Uh, not a chance.

You'd have me changing diapers and...

If you came to Chicago more than once a decade,

you would know that Terrence has been out of diapers

since he turned three.

Aw, come on, now. So, how is business?

Julian just started a new consulting company.

- Mm-hmm. - Did he now?

Yeah, and you know, I requested the day off,

but apparently Mrs. Britton called in sick

and they need me to take over her home room period, so...

I told her I can hang out here for a while

until she gets back.

Always wanted to see the man in action.

Glad to have you.

Great.

[mouths words, kisses]

Have fun, guys.

And who is this lovely lady?

Oh, you don't want no part of Connie, trust me.

Come on, I'll take you on a tour.

[generic traffic noise]

[indistinct faint radio chat]

You don't think I can sleep with Antonio

without getting hurt again.

The thing is, I'm not the same person I was

when we were dating before.

I don't know how to explain it.

Less Fowlerton, more Chicago?

Exactly.

I can handle myself.

I know.

[soft laugh]

[engine turns over]

Uh, give me a sec.

[engine cuts out]

Bria. Hey.

Oh, hey.

You get released?

Yeah, the doctors said I was good to go.

- That's great. - Yeah.

Where's your ride?

Oh, yeah. My dad checked me out.

You just missed him.

He had to go straight to work.

If he shows up late, they're, like, really strict, so...

I told him I'd take the bus.

Oh, yeah?

Well, hop in. We'll give you a ride.

No, it's not a problem.

Come on, it's freezing. I insist.

Okay.

Which one's you?

Over there.

- I'll walk you up. - No, it's okay.

Really, you've done enough.

Thank you, Gabby. You've been so nice.

Yeah, my pleasure.

[soft brooding music]

♪♪

What's that all about?

I'm not sure.

I don't like this.

- Do you wanna... - I'll be right back.

Okay.

[soft dramatic music]

♪♪

[man coughing] [door opens]

[coughing continues]

[sniffs, coughs]

Hey.

[lock twists]

[coughing continues]

- What? - Who are you?

[coughs] Excuse me?

- What's going on here? - Gabby, what are you doing?

Bria, get your coat back on, let's go.

Oh, what is this?

Forget him, if he tries to stop you, I'll...

No, you don't understand.

♪♪

This is my dad.

♪♪

It's just the two of you?

[refrigerator opens]

How long has he been using?

He's not an addict.

I know the signs of addiction when I see them.

He had an accident on the job a few months back.

They gave him six weeks.

Then they said if he didn't show up to work,

they'd let him go. [fridge door opens, closes]

He started taking painkillers.

[sighs]

I have to take care of him.

I'm all he has.

Bria, I get it. Believe me, I do.

But you can't do this.

He needs those pills to move,

let alone have any chance of finding work again.

The doctors at the clinic won't prescribe more, so...

[soft music]

What would you do? Please, I'm dying to know.

Bria, he needs professional help.

And I know that may be hard to hear,

but you can't give him that.

[radio clicks] [Brett] Dawson.

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Please, just don't call Social Services.

[sighs]

They'll take him away. I'll...

I'll get help, I promise.

Bria, there are good people

- who will be able to take care of... - I know, I know,

I know that, and I...

I promise, please, I will have him get help.

You just need to give me some time

to figure this out for him.

Honey, you're 16.

Please.

♪♪

[sighs]

This has my cell on it.

You need anything, day or night, 24/7, you call me.

I will. Thank you.

And I'm gonna come back every day

till you follow through on that promise.

Okay, I will. Thank you.

Thank me by keeping your word.

That Coach Alvarez

was not messing around that year, let me tell you.

Ten and one, Rose Bowl over UCLA in their stadium?

That was the Ron Dayne year.

Oh yeah, we had Samuel, we had Tommy Burke,

Big Cecil Martin.

Anyway, that's nothing. You guys do the real work.

Running into burning buildings...

I don't know, I'd trade it for a Rose Bowl win.

Ah, you wouldn't trade it for these knees.

[laughter] Hey, Chief.

I thought Donna was due back.

Ah, I lost track of time. Everyone is so damn nice here.

Yeah, they are.

We got the best house in the city because of this man.

I bet that's right.

There she is.

Sorry I'm late.

- Hey. - Hey.

I hope Julian wasn't boring everybody

with his Badger stories.

- That's my talent. - [all chuckle]

I gotta catch up on some paperwork.

- Great to meet you, Julian. - Alright, man, you too.

Thanks for giving me a day-in-the-life, man.

It's real good work you're doing here.

Ah, glad you enjoyed it.

Hey, I didn't get a chance,

but I wanted to talk to you about an opportunity tomorrow.

Sounds good.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Alright, great. Fantastic.

- Alright, fellas. Take care. - You too.

It was great hanging out with you.

- Good to see you, buddy. - See you, man.

- Have a good one. - We'll see you.

[soft chatter]

Well, you put me in that situation, at that age...

well, not for my dad... but for my mom?

Sure, I would've done it. Hell, I did.

Done what?

The girl I visited this morning, Bria...

Brett and I gave her a ride home from the hospital.

Where were her parents?

Mom's out of the picture. Dad's hooked on painkillers.

How old is she?

16.

What? What?

Well, girl tries to steal drugs,

checks herself out of Med.

Maybe you're getting snowed.

You weren't there.

I know, which is why I wasn't gonna offer an opinion.

Or you could just trust my judgment.

All I'm saying...

You know what?

I'm just gonna trust my judgment

and take myself out of this conversation.

So, what's your deal with Donna's brother?

What do you mean?

Well, if you were pretending to be warm and welcoming,

you, uh,

you sure weren't showing it much.

He didn't even play in the Rose Bowl.

He was hurt.

- Third week of the season. - [Herrmann laughs softly]

Oh, did he leave that information out?

Alright, listen.

Playing division one is still a big deal.

Yeah.

Guy lives within half a day's drive.

The only time he shows up

is when he's got some angle that he's working.

- Ah, now we're getting to it. - Yeah.

Did he come to our wedding? No.

Did he visit when Terrence was born? No.

He's interested in one thing and one thing only,

and it's Julian Robbins.

- Donna seems taken with him. - Yeah.

Well, she won't let on, but he hurts her feelings.

Hers or yours?

All I'm saying is, some of this might be in your head.

Listen, Lord knows, Cindy's parents drove me nuts

while we were, you know, crashing with them.

The mother-in-law, the brother-in-law.

It's just all part of this dangerous game

called "being married."

- You know what? - Yeah.

I think I'm gonna handle this one on my own.

- Okay. - Thanks very much.

Alright.

So, what's the decision?

"The Human Centipede."

Uh, that's a "no."

Aw. "Black Mirror"?

Mm, already binged.

[phone buzzes]

Oh, how about "King Kong"?

'33, '76, '05, or "Skull Island"?

[sighs]

What're you in the mood for, Sylvie?

Whatever you guys want.

Well, I can't do black and white.

"Skull Island" it is.

[snaps fingers] Brett.

I didn't mean to bust your balls before.

If you wanna go hang with the new guy, don't...

Great. You guys have fun.

I will movie-night the hell out of next week.

[door opens, shuts]

[laughs]

[soft upbeat music]

♪♪

I told you I had plans.

Hey, you can't blame me for trying to change them.

You said this was gonna be a one-time thing.

Then we agreed it was gonna be a two-time thing.

It is.

Then we hung out all weekend.

Yes, we did.

[laughs]

♪♪

[smooching]

- Henry. - Yeah, raise up your head.

And Henry's gonna go... [vocalizes engine running]

That's a little linebacker right there, huh?

Ha, don't you tell Donna that.

She says, no careers that involve helmets.

I'm thirsty.

Well, you go find Mama and you get yourself a juice box.

Okay.

[laughs]

Bam! Yeah, I'm thirsty myself.

Can I get you a glass?

No.

So listen, I wanted to talk to you about a project

I'm working on.

Now, the hardest hurdle to clear in the consulting game

is building up your client roster. [glass thuds]

Business begets business, you know what I mean?

Gotta have clients in order to get clients.

- Okay. - So, that in mind,

I reached out to a fire equipment manufacturer

who's looking to get his foot in the door in Chicago.

Propes Fire Equipment.

Now, they have a fantastic line of fire-retardant gloves, but

they've been completely shut down by city purchasing.

Well, that can be tough.

Look, I know this is a big ask, okay?

But if I can even get a small purchase order,

it'll go a long way toward getting my firm off the ground.

How small?

A hundred pairs of gloves. Five grand.

Five thousand to Propes Fire?

Uh, well, the check will get made out to me.

Uh, to my company.

Okay.

You get me the information, and I'll take a look.

My man, thank you so much.

You will be impressed. I promise you that.

I'm sure I will.

[rock music playing]

Hey, look who's back behind the bar.

Ah, well, you were in the shower when I left,

or I would've mentioned it.

What happened, did you get sick of hitting the town

with a different date every night?

Look, I don't wanna shock you,

but the pool of guys in Chicago who can keep up with this

is limited.

That so?

Mm-hmm. [soft laugh]

Ugh, he got you good.

I've been biting down funny.

And Cindy says if I don't go and get it looked at,

then she's gonna wire my mouth shut herself.

Well, nothing's broken.

Just keep icing it.

I'm gonna tell her you said that.

I'm comfortable with my diagnosis.

[pats on table] Good.

So, I've stopped asking Brett who this mystery guy is.

Ah, decided to respect her privacy, huh?

No, no. Let's just say I'm making a deception check.

It's a basic D&D move.

I make a charisma roll against Brett's wisdom,

and if I roll high enough then she buys into my ploy

and reveals who she's canoodling with.

Don't tell Lily you play that game.

Anyway, I think it's a doctor from Med.

It's not.

C'mon!

[phone rings]

[beeps]

Hello?

Hey.

Wait, wait, slow down. What?

[soft dramatic music]

Okay, I'll be right there.

Uh, Herrmann, I gotta run.

Okay.

Everything okay?

It's Bria. She's in trouble.

I'll drive.

[pounding on door]

He's in here.

He's been sick since last night.

He won't stop throwing up.

[struggling] I am okay. I'm okay.

We gotta get him to the hospital.

All right, I'll call an ambulance.

Can't you help him here?

I mean, that's why I called you.

[tense music]

[groaning]

Whoa, he's seizing!

Oh, God.

Yeah, this is Lieutenant Kelly Severide with the CFD,

I need a rolling ambulance to 3408 North Hoyne.

Adult male.

We need to lower his temperature.

Let's get his shirt off.

[crying]

[gasping rapidly]

Grab wash cloths, towels, anything you can find.

- Is he dying? - Bria, now.

♪♪

[fabric ripping]

[ice cubes clatter]

♪♪

Dawson! He stopped breathing.

Dad!

Dad. [crying]

Here, come on.

Ready, one, two, three.

[weeping]

[gasps]

Okay, I got him back.

[knocking] Paramedics.

Yeah, in here.

- Dawson. - Campbell.

- What happened? - Withdrawing from opiates.

He's running a fever.

I tried to cool him down, but he stopped breathing.

Got him back. His carotid pulse is strong.

Okay, let's tube him in and get a line in.

- Can you spike a bag for me? - Yeah.

[soft dramatic music]

♪♪

[machine beeps steadily]

[air hissing]

Okay, he's stable. Let's get him in the ambo.

[somber ambient music]

♪♪

Alright.

Campbell, she's riding with you.

Okay, hop on.

They're gonna split us apart now.

♪♪

[siren wails]

[door closes]

[soft ambient music]

♪♪

[soft groan]

- [Dawson sighs] - Hey.

Are you okay?

I am now.

I'm sorry about earlier.

Me too.

I don't wanna talk about it.

Not tonight.

Yeah, I know.

♪♪

Hey, Dawson. How's Bria?

I, uh... When I got to the hospital,

she was sleeping in the bedside chair.

Nurses had an IV in her dad,

and uh, said his condition was stable.

Just typical narcotics withdrawal.

Child Services show up?

Nurses didn't say anything, and I didn't ask.

I'm gonna stop by there as soon as I get a chance.

Yeah, I will too. She's a brave kid.

What's up?

We're not communicating.

[sighs] It's just,

I know how you feel about the way I'm handling things.

It's doesn't matter how I feel.

You're gonna do whatever you're gonna do anyway.

Just let me get through this day,

and make sure this family isn't broken apart

because a teen girl reached out for my help.

[sighs]

The way that I see it, I got two choices.

I could write Julian a check,

knowing that the CFD will never see that money again

nor any fire-retardant gloves.

Or I can confront him.

Tell him to get that flim-flam show back to Detroit,

hoping to survive the fallout from Donna.

Alright.

If you cut him the check...

I will repay the CFD from my own personal account.

Are you sure that your instincts are...

Look at that.

Does that look legit to you?

There is no company name. No address.

[telephone rings in distance]

All right, from where I'm sitting,

it's a loser either way you slice it, Chief.

Yes, it is.

So what're you gonna do?

[humming]

I figured it out.

What?

I realized who Brett's dating this morning,

after you left early.

I had breakfast duty.

I got Bisquick.

Alright. Who is it?

Antonio.

[scoffs] No way.

[soft upbeat music]

Hm.

- How sure? - 99%.

Heard her on the phone saying something about Diego,

Antonio's son.

Oh, there's a million Diegos.

And in the dryer, I found... this.

A men's large.

People come in here all the time and use the laundry room.

The dryer at home.

- We have to say something. - What?

She shouldn't be dating Antonio.

He put her through the ringer last time.

I think she can handle herself.

No, she can't. Trust me.

We have to keep her from going down that path again.

Morning, room dogs. [soft laugh] [envelope rustling]

Hi.

[whispers] Don't.

Don't what? [alarm blares]

[over P.A.] Ambulance 61. Man down from unknown causes.

541 South Illinois.

[sirens wailing]

If you ever wanna talk more about you and Antonio,

I'm here.

Okay, thanks.

Like, if you thought I wasn't clear,

or I didn't offer enough information.

[clears throat]

Uh, it's been pointed out to me... correctly...

that I have been a terrible communicator lately.

Not with me, you haven't.

[radio clicks] Ambo 61, cancel that call.

Copy that, dispatch.

Hey, we're at the Med.

Can we stop over there?

Of course.

That thing you said about better communication,

I think it's solid advice.

Well, I'm good at giving it

but not very good at applying it.

Since we're here, I'm gonna get some supplies.

- Yeah, I'll just be a minute. - Okay.

Hey. How are you holding up?

He hasn't woken up yet.

He will.

The nurses are asking a lot of questions.

Yeah, they have to.

Who is that?

Uh, just hang on a sec.

[low hum of chat]

- Gabby. - Hi, Tina.

Are you here for Bria Jameson?

You know her?

Rescued her from a fire a couple of weeks ago.

She's a good kid.

Her dad got himself in a mess with painkillers, but...

he's not a danger to her.

But he's in no shape to take care of her, either.

I know.

All I'm asking is that you give this one a longer look.

I spent time with her.

She's got a good heart.

[tense dramatic music]

Hey.

Did you see a girl who was just here?

Mm-mm.

♪♪

She's gone. She's not at the hospital.

She's not at the apartment. I called Antonio.

CPD is looking for her, but he says

there's only so much they can do.

You were right.

I should've gotten Social Services involved sooner.

I just didn't think she would bolt.

Don't beat yourself up.

She was headed for foster care

long before you came into the picture.

She ran away because she didn't wanna be in the system,

not because of anything you did or didn't do.

He's right.

You were just trying to help.

And I step in it every time I do.

With Bria.

With Louie.

Oh, come on, now.

As tough as that was, Louie's in a good place,

with his father who loves him.

You know that.

[solemn music]

I'm gonna go see if there's an update.

♪♪

- Ha, there he is. - Yep.

Wallace.

Hey, man, I really appreciate this.

I really do. I can't even tell you.

The company is so thrilled they cracked this market.

- They said I had gumption. - They did, huh?

Yeah, they're already asking me to look into Indianapolis,

Madison, Green Bay...

Who do I write the check out to?

- Julian Robbins Consulting. - So, you?

Exactly. Like I said, one-stop shopping.

Yeah.

That's what you said.

You know, Julian, I, uh...

I don't know, I just, uh...

Wallace, I wouldn't even try to sell you this product

if I didn't believe in it myself.

Now, I've been around you guys.

I know what you do for a living, the places you go.

I've seen these factory tests with my own eyes.

This is the best glove on the market.

[soft music]

♪♪

Five thousand, right?

Uh, actually, my client came back with a discount,

so the total on the purchase order is $3,338.

Huh.

[soft chuckle]

Okay.

Hey, Otis.

Did you know that a big percentage of burn victims

return to the habits that cause burns in the first place?

- Huh. - Yeah, like leaving space heaters on,

or candles on Christmas trees.

You'd think they would learn, you know?

Get burned once, maybe...

Okay, who told?

Dawson? Stella?

Stella knew?

We found Antonio's shirt in the dryer.

Ugh.

We're roommates.

You're supposed to tell us

when a big change happens in your life.

I thought you said the point of being roommates was so

that you could broadcast my business

to the entire firehouse.

Uh, Otis said that.

The point is, we care about you.

We don't wanna see you get hurt again.

Yeah, it's true.

And you don't think that I can handle myself.

- I... - New rule.

Leave my things in the dryer.

[vehicle passing]

[sighs]

[soft jazz music]

Uh, I didn't know that you could cook.

Well, my mom always said,

"Save a few surprises for the special ones."

Which you are. [kisses]

[soft laugh]

- [Brett clears throat] - Okay.

C'mon, dig in.

♪♪

- What's going on? - [Brett inhales]

Um,

we've had a lot of miscommunications going on

at the firehouse.

People closing themselves off, not saying what they mean,

or what they're really thinking.

In my opinion, it's better to put it all on the table.

Uh, this table smells great.

[stammers] I wanna stay and eat with you. I... I do.

But we both agreed that we didn't wanna catch feelings, and

I don't know if you were serious or not, but I meant it.

Yeah. No, of course.

Even though I think you're great,

and what we have is really fun,

beyond that, it... it doesn't work.

[solemn ambient music]

Um.

No. We said that.

And we're still in agreement.

But, c'mon, you should stay and eat.

I, uh... I don't think so.

I think if I stay and I drink a little wine,

and we snuggle up together,

we're just gonna do it again and again.

And one of us is gonna get hurt.

I think that's where this leads.

♪♪

I like you.

But I think we were right the first time.

♪♪

That's fine.

♪♪

[kisses]

[sighs]

Her dad said he had no idea where she might've gone,

and she doesn't have a lot of friends.

Should I reach out to her school?

See if they know anything?

Yeah, I doubt they'd give me any info.

Where would you go,

if you were 16 and scared, and didn't wanna get caught?

Wouldn't go to a shelter. They'd notify authorities.

Yeah.

You know, there's that stretch of Milwaukee Avenue.

I see teens in those encampments.

She lives near enough to it, I bet she has too.

[calm rock music playing]

I'm going.

You're not going solo.

Your jaw is still bothering you?

If you want, I'll write that officer up.

Ah, forget it.

No, I know, I mean, it's still sore, but I'm not.

You know, the guy, he was just trying to protect his partner.

Could've happened to any of us.

Yeah.

[door opens]

- Mike, you good? - Yeah.

- Donna. - Hey.

[soft chuckle]

[both kiss]

- Come over here. - Okay.

♪♪

Julian told me what you did for him.

He doesn't like to talk business around me.

But he... well, he really appreciated it.

Well, regarding that,

I got something to admit to you, Donna.

I thought maybe your brother

wasn't such a trustworthy guy.

- No. - You knew?

[laughs] It was all over your face.

I was wrong.

I figured he would win you over.

I just couldn't force it.

Huh. You know me so well.

I do.

♪♪

[soft dramatic music]

♪♪

[indistinct talking]

[dog barking distantly] [glasses clattering]

[suspenseful music]

♪♪

Hey, you know a girl named Bria?

No, I don't think so. [sniffles]

♪♪

- Herrmann. - Hey.

I, uh...

I thought you had that captain's meeting tonight.

Is Gabby around?

Well, she was just here.

♪♪

Hey, do you know a girl named Bria?

- 5'4", brown hair. - Mm-mm.

Hey, you know a girl named Bria?

No, I don't know who that is.

♪♪

Synced and corrected by Gianluca Belfiglio