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I just heard from Dr. Shaw

who informed me that you
caught a prescription error

that the hospital made.

Honestly? I'm a little impressed.

There are not a whole lot of paramedics
that pay that much attention.

It's kind of my thing.

Would you like to get dinner sometime?

Severide and I broke up.

We're moving on, end of discussion.

This is tougher than
I thought it was gonna be.

I'm not completely over it yet.

But I will be.

Okay, glazed...

Yes.

Uh, let's make this women-only carpool

a regular thing.

Cruz and Otis have
the worst taste in music.

We should do a road trip.

Mm!

Look, I love my Truck boys,

but what I need these days
is quality female time.

Mm.

Hmm.

Speaking of "quality female time."

What?

Good morning.

Well, looks like you had
a good night, too.

And it was a fun night.

Well, let's keep the party going.

Ooh, yes!

We don't have to be at work
for another four minutes.

Whoa. Sorry, Chief.

Running a little late
this morning, gentlemen?

Sorry about that. Won't happen again.

Hey, sorry. This one's on me.

This is on that neighbor of yours.

She practically cornered you
on the way out.

Oh, Shannon?

Yeah, she's been trying
to get me to join her...

some club a friend owns.

You gonna go?

I don't think so.

Why not?

She's cute.

You gotta admire the persistence.

Well, you take her out, then.

All I'm saying is,
might be good to go out.

Have some fun.

All right, well, thanks, Doc.

I'll keep that in mind.

Come on. Do something.

What's the matter?

The guys on first shift are a bunch

of mouth-breathers, that's what.

Yep, he thinks
the first shift broke the TV.

I'm just saying, we left it
in proper working order.

Are you sure that it's on
the right input?

Is "input" the same thing as "source"?

Take cover, everybody.

Grandpa Mouch is trying
to fix the newfangled TV.

Well, why does a television set

need 50 different buttons?

Did you just, uh, call it
a "television set"?

Here.

Let somebody who isn't a member
of the AARP have a look.

Easy there, nerd.

Just 'cause you were captain
of the AV Club...

AV Club?

Truck 81, Ambulance 61.

Vehicular accident...

I'm gonna kill him.

All right, wait.

Can you let him fix the TV first?

- Yeah?
- I didn't know what to do.

The bike's crushing the guy,

but I didn't think I should move him.

You tell me.

All hands on deck.

Otis, get the backboard.

You got it.

Give us some room.
Gotta get this bike off him.

- Brett, hold him steady.
- Yeah.

81, watch the hot pipes.

Careful, this thing's a beast.

It's gotta weigh 500 pounds.

All right, easy, guys.

We're looking at possible spinal injuries

and head trauma.

Okay, on three.

- One, two...
- Three!

We're gonna need a leg brace.

And down. Okay.

We need to get his helmet off of him.

- Mouch.
- On it.

Foster, can you get the strap?

Yeah.

Here.

Let me get in there.

- Okay.
- Keep his head steady.

Okay.

Chris...

Don't move.

It's okay.

Chris!

My name's Matt; I'm with
the Chicago Fire Department.

You've been in an accident.

Don't worry, kid.

We're going to Big Sur.

It's gonna happen.

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Backboard.

Let's get him on the
stretcher and start an IV.

- Yep.
- Yep.

Okay, one, two, three.

Is he gonna make it?

I don't know.

How'd it happen?

I just found him like that.

Uh, we got an interloper.

- Thanks.
- Absolutely, thank you.

Hey, Trudy!

Hey. I'm sorry, gang.

I'll get this out of your way.

Randall sent a 911 text

that your, uh, firehouse TV was kaput?

Dude, you asked your wife to come fix it?

There's no fixing it. It's beyond repair.

He asked me if I would bring
our spare TV from home.

They just moved it inside.

Trudy, you didn't have to do that.

We can survive a shift without TV.

Nope, it's my pleasure.

Truly, my pleasure.

Bye, honey.

Why is she so eager
to get rid of this television?

You'll see.

- Hey, Kidd.
- Yeah?

You wanna finish parking the truck?

Love to.

Whoa!

What the hell is this?

It's a television.

- That's rear projection.
- Uh-huh?

Tried and true technology.

I can't find the right connector.

Of course you can't.
This thing is ancient.

Hey, hey, is this, uh...
is this steam powered?

Or do you have to crank it by hand, huh?

I mean, I must have been in middle school

when you bought this...

Mouch is old!

Get it, everybody?

Mouch is a doddering old man!

Isn't that funny?

At least I don't spend my weekends

pretending to fight dragons.

Or play with Star Trek dolls.

Uh, they're action figures.

Ah.

I may be an old man,

but you're barely a man at all.

You're an infant.

Wow.

Somebody's got thin skin.

Hey, carpool women. I need help.

You just missed some real drama

between Mouch and Otis.

I'm sure that's a big deal,

but I have an issue that needs
attention right away.

What happened?

I was backing the truck up
for Otis and next thing I know

I'm cutting the angle too much.

And I didn't even realize that I hit it

until I got out and looked.

Is there damage to the truck, too?

No, no, thankfully.

But, God, you guys have gotta
help me fix this.

I mean, do you know how much

"woman driver" grief
I'm gonna get from the guys

when they see this?

Yeah, Otis will be vicious.

You should see his mood.

We don't have to tell anyone.

- Right.
- We can fix this ourselves.

Yes, yes, yes.

Uh, Foster, your doctor friend is here.

Dr. Shaw.

Hi.

Oh, I thought you were
gonna call me "Jim."

Right, yeah.

Going out with a doctor
would be a nightmare.

Just all that unchecked ego.

Foster's seeing someone anyway.

Poor guy never had a chance.

Okay.

I will be having drinks with the good doc

at The Aviary.

Ooh! Swanky.

What about the woman
we saw you with this morning?

Oh, that's super casual.

Oh.

I don't need this.

Oh, hey, Mouch.

Uh, Chief, can I, uh...

What up, Mouch?

Well, have you got any holes
you need to fill

on first shift or third, even?

I heard Richie has a baby on the way.

Is he looking to take any furlough?

'Cause I could fill in for him.

No, Richie hasn't made a request.

Why? Everything okay?

Yeah, yeah.

Trudy and I are, uh, just trying

to sync up our calendars a little better.

I just wanted to see

if there was any flexibility
in the schedule.

Well, all shifts are
pretty solid right now,

but if something comes up, you know...

Copy. Thanks.

Heard you guys caught
a nasty motorcycle accident.

Yeah, rider was in a bad way.

He gonna make it?

Don't know.

Hope so.

The guy was delirious.
He was talking to me.

Pretty sure he thought I was his son.

How did it happen?

Nobody saw it.

Good road conditions,
no other vehicles involved.

Might have been recklessness,

but the rider isn't some young punk.

He's gotta be in his 50s.

- What kind of bike?
- One of those tall travel bikes

with the silver cargo boxes on the sides.

An adventure bike.

If you say so.

You think he did it intentionally?

Wish there was another
explanation that made sense.

Well, maybe talk to the cop
investigating the crash.

See if you can get more detail
on how it went down.

Yeah.

Hey.

Um, I put in that call to Med for you.

Victim had a massive brain bleed.

There was nothing anyone could do.

I'm sorry.

That's awful news. That's just awful.

My heart goes out
to his family, you know?

Yeah.

This is Lieutenant Kelly Severide.

- Hey, how's it going?
- Hey, Nick Chaffee.

Chaffee was first on the scene.

Can you tell Severide how
you came across the wreck?

Sure.

I was doing a loop around the truck yards

there on Moe Drive as part of my patrol.

Wasn't too much traffic around.
Usually isn't.

Then up ahead I see something spinning

and I realize it's the wheel
of a motorcycle

smashed up there.

And you didn't see any other
vehicles in the area?

No.

No, it's a quiet stretch.

But that's the thing...
you get these yahoos

who get out there and just gun it.

Seems like this one just pushed
his luck a little too far.

He doesn't really sound like
a yahoo, though, does he?

I mean, middle-aged guy
decked out in safety gear.

I've seen all kinds.

But, yeah, it could have been
a mechanical issue,

or maybe he hit some road debris.

I just felt so helpless
waiting there for you guys.

I wish there was something
I could have done for him.

No, no.

You did everything right.

I don't see a lot of firefighters
getting this involved.

The way he talked to me, I...

I guess I just feel some obligation.

I don't think there's any cameras

at the accident scene,
but I could check nearby.

See if they caught anything interesting.

That'd be great. Thanks, Chaffee.

Sure thing. I'll let you know.

Yeah, thanks.

It's not working.

It's not enough suction.

I'm telling you,

the hair dryer-air compressor
combo works.

We can't do it now.

Third watch will be here any second.

Well, Sotero and Kendall

are way too dim to notice a dent.

Maybe we should blame it on them.

Okay, fine. We'll fix it next shift.

Great.

Any fun plans tonight, Mouch?

No.

You're going to Molly's, though, right?

Guess so.

Ladies' poker night at home.

Did you see that?

He didn't even say "thank you."

Uh, you took a half-step to the right.

Not sure that gratitude was in order.

Oh, right.

Forgot... I'm the bad guy.

It feels like we should do something

to try and get them
to patch things up and...

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Don't you get caught in the middle

of those two stubborn bulls
or you're gonna be the one

who gets gored and left for dead.

Herrmann's right.

It's hard to watch, but it's better

they work it out for themselves.

Have they ever acted like this before?

Not this bad.

All the more reason
to let them figure it out.

So now Helen has this tower of chips,

but the rest of us are tapped out.

Uh-huh?

Just as Helen is dealing
the last hand of the game,

Denise screams, "She's using a shiner!"

Yeah, Denise is convinced
that Helen is using

the reflection off her silver
bracelet to see our cards.

Apparently it happens
in Vegas all the time.

So to answer your question:

Yeah, Denise is gonna be here tonight.

But, no, Helen will not.

Ah, well...

I might stick around anyway.

Could help refill the Chex Mix.

Are you okay?

Do you think it's time for me to retire?

About once a year you ask me this,

and every time, what do I say?

I don't remember.

Mm-hmm.

I say, "Randall McHolland,

you are in your prime."

Not sure everyone agrees with you there.

We do not care about them.

- I'll be in the bedroom.
- Mm-hmm.

Wow, you must have

racked up a ton of loans.

Some, yeah.

It could have been worse.

I managed to work through
most of med school.

That's impressive. What kind of jobs?

Bartending, mostly.

My science brain loved
all the chemistry of it.

That makes sense.

You miss working in the hospital?

No, not really.

Guerilla medicine
is more fun in a lot of ways.

You ask a lot of questions.

Am I asking too many question?

I'm sorry. I'm not trying to grill you.

- Am I too much?
- No, it's sweet.

Well, I'm glad you think so.

All right, your turn.

You ask me anything you want.

- Okay, okay.
- Okay.

- I've got one.
- Go ahead.

Do you wanna get out of here?

Hey, what do you guys think

about having a trivia night
here at Molly's on Friday?

Every bar has a trivia night, Herrmann.

Uh, I wasn't asking you.

I was asking our patrons.

Otis is right. You gotta do
something a little different with it.

What about Chicago trivia?

You know the zipper was invented here?

Mm, I doubt that.

But Chicago trivia...

not bad.

You waiting on someone?

You keep checking the front door.

No.

I'm sure that Mouch is gonna show up.

Hey.

Welcome to Molly's. What can I get you?

Uh, I'm looking for someone, actually.

A firefighter named Matt Casey.

Oh, yeah, Captain Casey. Right there.

- No.
- Excuse me?

Uh, Matt Casey?

Yeah.

I hope you don't mind.

The guys at your firehouse
told me I could find you here.

Um, my name's Chris.

Uh, I think you responded to a
motorcycle accident yesterday?

"Chris."

Yeah, I was there.

Was he, uh...

My... my dad.

Yeah, uh, Patrick.

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

Hey, Chris, grab a seat.

Could we get you a beer?

Oh, no thanks.

Um, I just flew in from Denver.

You know, trying to deal with everything.

Uh, family's pretty shook up, and I...

I guess we just want to know
how it happened.

You know, the police report
says "rider error,"

but there aren't any details.

Unfortunately,
there weren't any witnesses.

I know, so I was wondering
if you guys got

a sense of it just from
what you saw at the scene?

Well, it was a high-speed impact

on a pretty wide open road.

No other vehicles involved,

so he must have lost control somehow.

No, Dad's the safest rider I know.

I mean, he takes it very seriously.

He, uh...

he did regain consciousness briefly.

I... I think he thought I was you.

Um...

Did he say anything, or...?

It wasn't much.

He... he just said, um...

"Don't worry, kid.

We're going to Big Sur."

Um, every August me and Dad, um...

he rides out to Denver and
then we hit the road together.

Um, last year was Yellowstone.

Year before that, New Orleans.

Here.

This is us driving across Oklahoma.

This year I told him I wanted

to ride up Highway 1 to Big Sur.

Is your dad the one with the camera?

Yeah, his GoPro.

He loves that thing.

I was hoping maybe
he was wearing it yesterday.

He never mentioned a camera.

I didn't see any.

If he was wearing one...

we'll find it.

What did the guy say? "Far corner"?

Yeah, I think it's over that way.

Heard you got some friction on Truck.

Otis and Mouch are at it.

- Ooh, stand back.
- Yeah.

You know how Otis is always making cracks

about Mouch's age?

Uh-huh.

Mouch finally reached his breaking point.

Good for him.

That's gotta be it.

That's the one.

No camera.

Could have been mounted
on the handlebars.

Nope.

That's the GoPro mount right there.

Or what's left of it.

It must have snapped off in the crash.

Damn it.

- Hey.
- Hey, buddy.

We missed you at Molly's last night.

Oh, yeah, well, the poker ladies

begged me to stay, so...

Uh, don't you think Otis

was just trying to be funny
when he was saying that stuff?

I mean, maybe you guys
can smooth things over.

Hey, Ritter?

No offense, but, uh,

there's a lot of history
between Otis and me

that you don't know about.

I mean, he's been jabbing
his "you're old" knife at me

for a long time, so...

till I get an apology...

there won't be any "smoothing."

Heads-up, hot water's out.

Hey. I just thought you should know

that Mouch was just talking about

how much history there is
between the two of you.

Oh, really?

Did he say it like,

"There's a lot of history
between me and Otis"?

Or was it more like,

"There's a lot of
history between me and Otis."

I get the feeling that all it would take

to get past all this is an apology.

Okay, yeah.

When he apologizes, we'll put it past us.

Oh, yeah, I...

I... I meant...

I know what you meant.

But, Ritter, if I'm not allowed
to make jokes,

we're all dead.

Humor.

It's the cornerstone of firehouse life.

If we can't sit around the common room,

find a way to laugh at tragedy...

including Mouch's advanced age...

how are we gonna survive the job?

Okay...

what's going on?

Nothing.

Just a kid... barely six months
under his belt...

telling me how to be a firefighter.

Yeah.

I know.

- Gored and dead.
- Mm.

Hey, I gotta admit...

thought they'd work it out by now.

We're in uncharted territory here.

Mouch wouldn't
actually consider retiring,

would he?

No.

No.

Good job, Ritter.

You really think it'll work?

All I can tell you is if my dad knew

how many dents I put
in his pick-up as a teenager,

I'd still be grounded.

How much longer?

Mm, I'd say a couple minutes.

Mm-hmm.

Hey, how'd your date go with Shaw?

Great.

Drinks, then we went to my place.

But I kicked him out pretty early.

Mm.

You think you'll see him again?

He's fun,

but I'm not really looking
for a relationship right now.

I never understood
the "one night stand" thing.

I mean, if you have a good time with him,

why not go out again?

I was so focused on becoming a doctor

that I missed a lot of life,

so now I just want to take it all in.

No limits.

Yeah, that sounds awesome.

Yeah, I mean, I'm never getting into

a serious relationship again.

You just need some time, that's all.

Nope, never.

Okay, here comes the air.

- Here we go.
- All right.

Ugh.

I swear, the cold should
make it pop right out.

Maybe the dent's too deep.

Ambulance 61, Truck 81...

Hey, don't worry.

We'll find a way to fix it.

All right.

Thank you.

Hey, Casey!

I'm leaving Capp and Tony out here

till we know what we're dealing with.

Yeah.

I'll take one of my guys, too.

Probably won't be me. I'm too old.

Well, I'm just an infant, so...

Kidd!

With me.

Stay warm, guys.

Where's the victim?

Up here at the Ziegler.

What happened?

These teenagers treat this place

like it's their private clubhouse,

and that is how you end up
with one of them

getting his head stuck in the Ziegler.

What's a "Ziegler"?

Fritz Ziegler? The modern sculptor?

That is a Ziegler.

Hurry up, he's choking!

Make way.

I can't breathe.

Could the angle of his head
be restricting the airway?

His pulse is racing. I think
he's having a panic attack.

Just try and calm down for me, okay?

- What's his name?
- Aidan.

Listen to me, Aidan.
We're gonna get you out.

Just try to relax and be still, okay?

I'll try but I... I can't
get my head out.

- How'd you get it in there?
- It's crazy.

It slipped right through,
but now it won't come out

no matter what we try.

Okay, give us some space to do our work.

- We'll take care of him.
- I'm not leaving him.

You don't have to go far.
Just stay right here.

We make one quick cut here,
pry this side back,

it might give us an inch
or so to play with.

I'm sorry, you want
to saw into the Ziegler?

Well, we don't have many options here.

We got a kid in danger.

Hey, Capp, bring the band saw
and the bottle jack.

On it.

Get this thing off of me.

- Easy, Aidan.
- Wait, wait, wait.

It's not welded at the base.

Maybe we can just detach it from here.

Yeah, okay.

Hey, Capp, hold off on the saw.

Copy that!

- Got it.
- That's good, that's good.

Bag's coming in.

All right, bag's going up.

- Set.
- All right, bag's coming down.

Otis, can you grab me
an inch and a quarter?

- Coming right up.
- Hang on, buddy.

Almost.

You got him?

- Can you move?
- Yeah.

Ready.

Stretcher.

- You got him?
- Yep.

All right, let's put
this ugly thing back together.

Thank God.

- Are you all right?
- I'm okay.

Well, it looks like
you made it out in one piece,

but we're gonna get you to the
hospital anyway just to make sure.

- Okay.
- I'm coming with you.

I figured you would. Come on.

Hey, that motorcycle crash?

It's just a few minutes from here.

Yeah, let's swing by before we head back.

Yeah.

Hey, you guys?

I just wanted to say thank you
for helping Aidan.

He's, like, the sweetest guy
in the world.

He tutors little kids
at school and everything.

He sounds awesome.

I'd better get back to seeing Aidan.

His parents will be here soon.

Aww, young love.

- See, you are a romantic.
- Yeah.

When it comes to
other people's romance, great.

Mine, on the other hand...

Is headed this way.

I'm gonna give you two a minute.

- Hey.
- Hi.

I am glad I ran into you.

So it turns out I'm not working tomorrow.

- Any chance you're free?
- Oh.

Uh, no, sorry.

I had a great time with you

last night, Jim, I did.

But I'm not really looking
for anything serious

right now, so...

Yeah.

Yes, sure.

I, uh... I totally get that.

Great.

See you around.

Mm, I feel bad for him.

Please.

Do you know how many women

he has said that to over the years?

Girl, he can handle it.

So the bike came from that direction,

ended up wedged against this thing.

So the camera could be anywhere
along this path.

There's no debris at all.

Yeah, it's a pretty clean
stretch of road.

What the hell?

- Hey, there!
- Yeah?

Did you guys clean up
back here at the intersection?

Uh-huh.

Mind if we look through your trash bags?

Whatever turns you on, man.

Thanks.

Hey, Truck, Squad, everyone out.

Time to get dirty.

This is some jerry-rigged
crazy right here.

Stella, just be careful
not to scratch the paint.

The internet says
that this is the best way

to fix a dent.

It is going to work.

Vacuum on.

Oh, my God!

- It worked!
- I can't believe it!

- Sup, ladies?
- Oh, hey.

Uh, we're just... we're
just vacuuming out the rig.

You know, a woman's work is never done.

Uh-huh, uh-huh.

Yeah!

How bad is it?

Hard to say.

I'm hoping it's just a dead battery,

but this bad boy took
a real beating in the crash.

There's not enough Purell
in the state of Illinois.

I mean, the things that people
throw out their car window.

What is that?

Oh, Cruz.

You call Chaffee?

Left a message, haven't heard back yet.

Getting anything?

Mm, gotta give it some time to charge.

Worse comes to worse I can grab my reader

and we could pull the footage
right off the microSD card.

All right, just be careful
not to screw anything up.

Mm-hmm.

I'd love to help, but old guys like me

don't know a micro card
from an AARP card.

Well, I guess I'll just have

to get along without you, Mouch.

What's wrong?

Oh, hey, Chief.

No, nothing. I'm good.

Sure you are.

You've been moping around
for the last couple of shifts.

Man, nothing gets by you, does it?

No, not in my firehouse.

Well, then you know that Mouch and Otis

have been at each other's throats.

I do.

I look up to both of them.

I mean, Mouch is the reason I'm here.

And if he leaves or retires...

Hopefully that's not gonna happen.

Look, Ritter,

firehouse is a family
just like any other.

We all know how to push
each other's buttons.

You know, there's a good chance
this will just blow over.

Sometimes all it takes is ending up

on the right side of a joke.

Once they start to laugh with each other

instead of at each other,

they'll forget it ever happened.

Shazam!

It's alive!

- Go on.
- Anything survive?

Check it out.

Here's the most recent recording.

Can you skip ahead?

Yeah, getting close.

Let it play.

- Ooh.
- Oh.

Oh, man.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Hey, are you okay?

Hey, buddy, talk to me.

21-13 Squad.

Can you roll an ambulance?

I've got an "on view" traffic accident

involving a motorcycle.

Hang in there, buddy, all right?

I didn't see you. I am so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Damn, that cop got him killed.

Hey, are you okay?
Hey, buddy, talk to me.

I asked around about you, Chaffee.

You shine at the Academy,
spotless record on the force.

What the hell happened here?

It was an accident.
I never saw him coming.

- That was a stop sign.
- Yeah, I screwed up.

- I know that.
- And then you lied about it.

I wasn't planning to, but then...

When the only witness died, you figured,

"Nobody needs to know
what really happened."

Accidents happen, Chaffee,

but you had the chance
to make this right.

And you blew it.

I'll take it from here.

Thanks, Antonio.

Let me know if you need anything, okay?

Appreciate it. Thanks.

Police kept the video card as evidence

even though Chaffee confessed.

I don't want to watch it.

Um, what happens to the cop?

I don't know if they're
gonna press charges,

but you should talk to a lawyer.

No, I'm not interested.

You don't have to decide right now.

That's just not who my dad was.

That cop's got troubles enough.

My dad would have forgiven the guy.

No, he always focused
on the good in people.

That's why my sister and I
are focused on this.

The, um, docs at Chicago Med

gave us a list of all
the organ recipients

that my dad was able to help.

It's a youth hockey league coach

got my dad's heart.

It's a sanitation worker
with three little kids

who got his lungs.

A high school student...

he's the captain of his robotics team...

who's, um, been waiting for a kidney...

That's a nice way to remember him.

Yeah.

Uh...

thanks for getting us answers.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, absolutely.

My dad would have liked you guys.

You're his kind of people.

Take care of yourself, Chris.

Thanks for bringing me in on this one.

You guys had better be
at Chicago Trivia Night

at Molly's, okay?

Herrmann is serious about this.

Dude.

The dent where you knocked
into the traffic light is gone.

I didn't touch it.

It must have popped out on its own.

Wait, so you're telling me I filled out

all that paperwork for nothing?

Um...

I am so sorry.

Why are we sitting all the way down here?

You know why.

But I won't be able to hear
the trivia questions.

Hey, guys.

Hey, Ritter.

I'm excited that
it's Chicago Trivia Night.

That's it.

Enough of this crap, you two.

Look at what he's willing
to do to himself

just to get you two on the same page!

Look at how stupid he looks.

Guys, come on. Grow up.

You're brothers, and you always will be,

and you know that.

He looks like a crafts
project from third grade.

At a school for the criminally insane.

Hey, hug it out, misfits.

Hey, that's an order.

Go on.

- Go get 'im.
- Come on.

I wouldn't say we're brothers.

More like you're the grandpa and I'm...

Okay.

Mouch...

he's not the only one
you raised up in 51, man.

You raised me up, too.

Of course I'm gonna give you hell for it.

What do you want me to do?

Cry and tell you how much you mean to me?

Come on, man.

We're firefighters.

Appreciate that.

And maybe once in a while...

like when the television set
goes on the fritz...

I'm thankful for your...

geek brain.

Come here.

Good job.

Aww.

I'm glad they worked it out.

Yeah.

What's he doing here?

- You didn't invite him?
- No.

- Hey, guys.
- Hi.

I'm not giving up so easy.

What was that about?

I'm not sure.