Are you okay?
Yeah, no, I'm fine. You okay?
Yeah.
I'm just mentally drafting
my lawsuit against the pee stick company
if this is all a mistake.
A mistake?
You think it could be a mistake?
Or when you say "mistake", do you mean...
Owen, we've had this conversation.
The conversation about not having a conversation?
Unless there is something to actually talk about, yeah.
- I... I wasn't doing that. - Okay.
Well.
You're pregnant all right.
You two really beat the odds.
Never tell me the odds!
Han Solo.
It's a... it's a thing he does.
- So I guess it's not menopause. - Nope.
Looks like somebody got in just under the wire.
How about that?
And how far along?
Based on your HCG levels, I'd say about four weeks,
but the ultrasound will narrow the window.
I take it this wasn't something you planned.
No. This was a...
a total, complete accident.
Uh, well, it's not like we crashed.
There were a couple of collisions, you know?
I mean, there were multiple accidents that could've...
Okay.
Well, there's no easy way to say this next part.
While geriatric pregnancies are not uncommon, they're rare.
There's a piece of paper in this folder
that has a lot of scary numbers on it.
- Yeah, I Googled. - You have?
You've Googled? I have not yet Googled.
The risks are heightened.
And not just for the baby.
There are serious complications that could arise for you as well.
Increased risk of heart conditions,
blood clots, preeclampsia, even maternal mortality.
And I'm sure you've read that a significant percentage
of these pregnancies end in stillbirth or miscarriage.
Well, that's bleak.
So what do couples in our situation normally do?
- Honestly? - Terminate the pregnancy.
Is that what you're recommending?
I'm not recommending anything.
It's really a conversation for the two of you.
CREDITS
Dude, you dissed her banh mi?
Bro, I am an honest man, okay?
And aioli is an insidious condiment.
That oily, flavorless fat
showing up in everything these days.
It's a problem, and I told her.
Brutal. I mean, she packed you an entire picnic.
Look, if you don't have the difficult conversations now,
that stuff's gonna start showing up in everything...
fish tacos, your seven layer dip...
The veggie burgers.
And then you'll end up...
Probie.
Is there a reason why you are losing a wrestling match
to your sweatshirt right now?
Yeah. You wanna give me a hand?
- You sunburnt or something? - No.
I got a back tat. Dr. Z took me off the wait list.
Please tell me it's not Star Wars themed or Spider-Man.
First of all, if I was to get a Marvel character,
it'd be Thor.
And you should talk, dude.
You're the one with a beetle on your arm.
It's not a beetle. It's a honey bee.
Did it sting?
Did you know that honey bees pollinate
a third of our food supply?
No, you didn't.
Easy, man.
Man, that's not a back tat. That's a blade tat.
But it's on my back.
You like it?
It's actually pretty badass.
I designed it myself. Oh.
One of you help a brother out?
I gotta redress it.
Oh, and there's words.
- Two. - Guardian angel.
Because that's what we are.
Dope, right?
It's dope.
All right. You're all set.
Thanks, man.
And that's cool about the honey bees.
I'm gonna help spread the word.
I'll see you guys out there?
I'll let this guy dry a little bit.
- Sure. - Yeah, you know.
Ah.
So...
That didn't say "angel."
Nope.
Angle.
It said "guardian angle."
My man has a typo permanently tattooed on his back.
That is unfortunate.
_
Who are we here for? Him or her?
Him. I'll hold the elevator.
RA unit from downtown will be here any second.
Sounds like maybe his heart gave out
in the middle of a little afternoon delight.
There's worse ways to go.
Boys.
I think it should be this one right here.
Austin FD. Open up.
All right. Everybody stand back.
Let's go.
Clear the door.
Sorry, I thought I propped it open.
He's unconscious on the bed.
Please help him. He won't wake up. Tell me he's not dead!
- Please tell me he's not dead! - Ma'am, just try to relax.
Take some deep breaths. Come sit down.
They're gonna do everything they can.
Miss, do you know if he was drinking or doing any drugs?
No. I mean, a little champagne.
We were just fooling around.
Firefighters, can you help me turn him over?
Yep. On two.
One, two...
Airway's clear. Breathing is labored.
He's tachycardic. Looks like a myocardial infarction.
That's a heart attack, isn't it?
Let's prep a line and push nitro.
I'm on it.
Uh, somebody should check his glucose.
Are you saying this isn't a heart attack?
I'm just saying, you should check his glucose.
He is clammy. Could be hypoglycemic shock.
Ma'am, do you know if your friend is diabetic?
I don't know.
We're not really that close.
They look pretty close to me.
Blood glucose is 25.
Damn, you're right. He's diabetic.
Forget the nitro. Let's run a line of dextrose.
How'd you do that?
- Hey. - He's coming back.
Hey.
- Vitals stabilizing. - Oh, thank God. Pooh Bear!
Sit down. Just let them work.
TK, get that service elevator ready.
We'll bring them down.
Hypoglycemic shock.
And you called it from across the room.
What, are you Dr. House now?
- It was just a lucky guess. - Mm-hmm.
You know him, don't you?
I thought I did.
That's your father-in-law, isn't it?
That's Grace's daddy.
- And that is not her mom. - No, it ain't.
Judd?
You on shift?
Yeah, I was.
My cap gave me the rest of the afternoon off.
You were there.
The love nest? I was there, yeah.
Much as I wish I weren't so.
Well...
that's just the Lord's hand.
That's what that is.
Yes, sir.
He's using you to give me a good kick in the butt.
Is that what you reckon?
I have walked the narrow path my whole life, son.
And then the minute I stumble,
he sends my very own son-in-law to save me.
Now, if that isn't the hand of the Almighty,
I don't know what is.
It ain't the hand of the Almighty
that you need to worry about.
You told Grace?
You mean, did I mention the part
about finding you ass-up
with a woman that wasn't her mother?
No, sir, I didn't tell her that over the telephone
'cause it's not the kind of thing
that I share with people I care about.
Yeah, well, that was very respectful of you.
No, sir, it ain't respectful.
That's got nothing to do with it.
You know what they say about shooting the messenger?
I figure that's your bullet to take.
Ugh, Dad.
Hey, hey, baby girl!
Benjamin Williams.
Do realize the fright you put in us?
- I know, baby, and I'm sorry for that. - Dad, listen.
I thought we had learned this lesson.
You have to monitor more carefully, Dad.
- You have to. - Oh, come on, baby.
The doctors already scolded me.
I told them... I said, "Just wait
till my girls get through with me."
We are just getting started.
This is the calm before the storm, Mom.
I keep telling him, "Have your kit with you at all times."
Does he ever listen?
Not in 35 years.
How'd you let this happen, Dad?
Well, this... this is humiliating.
I...
Well, the truth is, I...
I stayed too long on the treadmill at the gym.
Yeah, they had ESPN on,
and I... I guess I got carried away watching the game.
Daddy, I promise you, you could see a football
sitting on the side of the road,
and you would pull over and stare at it.
And I bet you hadn't eaten?
Yeah, yeah. Felt a little shaky on the drive home,
so I just stopped and got a milkshake
over at the hotel restaurant.
Just didn't kick in fast enough, I guess.
Next thing I know, I just passed out in the lobby.
Yeah, levels just dove off a cliff.
But...
My favorite son-in-law was there to catch me.
Oh, you were on the call, Judd?
You didn't tell me that.
Guess I just figured he'd tell you.
Well, looks like the good Lord above
was looking out for you today.
Mm-hmm. He surely was.
He surely sees everything.
? Girl, you're my angel ?
? You're my darling angel ?
Man, it's like The Tell-Tale Heart.
Every time I look at it, it gets a little bit bigger.
It's like those weird paintings when the eyes follow you.
- You gotta tell him. - Me?
Why do I gotta tell him?
Because you're the one that's all about
the difficult conversations.
Okay, no, not all about.
I just said it's the right thing to do.
- So do the right thing. - Why me?
Because you're the one who noticed it first.
Since when has anyone ever noticed something before you?
All right, well, someone's gotta tell him.
Oh!
Hey.
- Hey, Marjan! - Hey.
Did you, uh, see Probie's new tattoo?
- Probie got ink? - Yeah. Hey, Probie!
- Oh, yeah. - Come on over here.
Marj wants to inspect the new artwork.
Oh.
Trying to blast my delts so I can be like, "Ta-dow!"
Ta-dow, yeah.
He designed it himself.
Awesome. You got skills.
Um, Marjan.
You barely even looked at it.
I did. It's cool.
Hey, Probie, Probie. Lift the shirt, man.
Really show it to her, you know?
- Gimme some! - Get at that "ah!" ta-dow.
- Get up in there. - Ah!
Yeah, all that.
- All of that. - All right.
Ta-dow!
Tell him. Tell him!
Uh, it's really quite something, Mateo.
Yeah. Thanks.
Waiting for the swelling to go down so I can post it on Insta.
My people are gonna flip!
I don't doubt it.
What are we gonna do?
I don't know!
We get to have cookies today.
Wait, dessert after lunch?
Since when is that a thing?
Since Daddy said.
Oh, did he now?
Uh, last night, I promised
that they could have one if they helped me make them.
Are those your pecan sandies?
Well, see, now I'm just jealous.
Maybe you should check the outside pocket of your lunch box.
You are too good to me.
Don't you forget it.
My compliments to the chefs.
Oh, mi niņas.
It's been great having lunch with you,
but Mom's gotta go back to work.
So be good.
We will.
Y mis besos?
Give Mom a kiss.
I'll see you tonight, T.
I love you.
You have a beautiful family.
Oh, don't I know it.
Gwyn used to bring TK by the firehouse
back in the city when he was about their age.
Oh.
Slide up and down that fire pole all day.
Never got old.
So when did you know it was two for the price of one?
Oh, trust me, they're two for the price of two.
Honestly, we'd just about given up.
- Mm-hmm. - Tried everything.
Hormone treatments and the whole IVF thing.
Nothing worked.
And then I, uh...
I crossed the Rubicon into the big 4-0
and just started to think it wasn't gonna happen for us.
What kept you going?
Motherhood.
It's a tough dream to give up on.
I'd see a mom smiling at her baby in a coffee shop
or hear children laughing at the park and gain hope.
Hope that I'd hear my own kid laugh one day.
It was definitely worth the wait.
So let me ask you something.
If... if you don't mind.
How far past that Rubicon, age-wise,
was it before it happened?
Well, not all the way to Rome.
Oh.
Is Gwyn pregnant?
I did not say that.
That is not a thing I said.
Of course not. I inferred.
- Are you saying I implied? - Is she?
You cannot tell anyone.
Oh, my God.
Oh, congratulations.
Thank you. I appreciate that.
But I think we should
keep the champagne on ice for a while.
We were at the OB-GYN this morning,
and he feels like Gwyn's chances
of carrying the child to full term are not good.
And then I Googled, and it does not Google well.
I'm aware of the stats.
Did your doctor give you any idea
of what your next move might be?
He did, with the subtlety of something very unsubtle.
Oh.
What do you think about that?
I know that moving forward would be irrational.
Reckless, even.
But?
But then I hear the sound of your daughters laughing,
and I think about TK sliding down the fire pole, and...
Remembering that building a family with Gwyn
was the greatest gift of my life.
What does Gwyn say?
We haven't discussed it.
Well, don't you think that you should?
Only 160 more miles to Houston.
Are you nervous? I'm nervous.
I'm a little nervous.
You know, as much as I hated you having to do
your first semester online, I did love having you
at college and home at the same time.
Me too, Dad.
But this is good.
It's important for a child to go out in the world
and stake their claim.
Please don't cry again.
I wasn't.
It's just... my baby got into Rice.
The hardest school to get into in the whole Southwest.
You set a goal, you worked hard,
and you achieved it.
Your mom and I couldn't be more proud.
What if I told you I didn't wanna go?
- What? - Dad!
Would you look at this jerk?
- Sweetheart, this is just leaving home jitters. - It's not leaving home jitters.
I just don't wanna go to college.
You're telling me this now.
I tried to tell you in Santa Fe.
Well, how about before we packed the car?
You just get so excited.
It becomes difficult to talk to you sometimes.
Okay, but we're almost there.
Actually, um, Dad, we are there.
Uh, we're only in Austin, honey.
I know.
I used the tuition money to rent an apartment here.
In Austin, Texas?
It's the best music scene in the country.
And look, I don't even know if my songs are good enough,
but I figure I have to give it a try.
No, your... look, look. Your songs are wonderful.
But what about Rice?
Dad, I don't wanna be an engineer.
I want to... Dad!
Damn tire blew.
I was just about to set the flares out when they hit me.
Girl's pinned bad, but she's talking.
I can't get to the driver.
All right, we'll take it from here.
Mateo, go get him checked out.
TK, Judd, you take the passenger.
Paul, Marjan, stabilizing equipment.
Hey. Everybody focus up.
Each one of these weighs two tons.
The only thing holding them up is gravity. Be safe.
Yes, sir.
Sir, I'm Captain Owen Strand. Can you hear me?
Yeah. My daughter. You have to help her.
That's what we're here for.
Ma'am, I'm from Austin Fire. We're gonna get you outta here.
I can't breathe.
TK, TK! Whoa, whoa.
Hey, TK, these beams are shifting.
Try to stay calm. Nice, slow breaths, okay?
- Nice, slow breaths. - Oh, boy.
How's she doing?
I don't see any superficial injuries,
but that beam is pressing on her lungs.
Dad's stable, so she's our priority.
- Okay. - Hey, Cap?
These beams are looking to move any minute now.
That's why we gotta 'em both outta here, one at a time.
Starting with her.
- Mateo! - Yeah, Cap?
Cribbing. Secure the vehicle.
Paul, Judd, get the ratchet straps and the webbing.
We gotta anchor those beams.
Marjan, get the airbags ready.
TK, come on. Let's get in there. Let's get in there.
Wedges in place.
Straps and webbing on the move.
Ratchet straps have tension.
- Vehicle secure, Cap. - You good?
It's like life-or-death Jenga.
Let's focus on the life part, Probie.
All right, get clear.
- All right, come on. - Got it.
Kara? How you doing? My name's Owen.
How is my dad?
- Kara? - Dad?
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I need you to be very still.
We're gonna move this off you the minute it's safe.
- Guys, how we doing? - Almost there, Cap.
Cap.
It's gonna be okay, sweetheart.
Be brave, baby.
It ain't gonna hold much longer, Cap!
Her breathing's slowing. We don't have much time here.
Guys, we gotta move.
Marjan, bring in the airbag.
Copy that. Airbag's coming in.
Oh!
Hey, we gotta move! We gotta move!
Kay, here we go.
Okay, nice and easy.
Nice and easy. Nice and easy.
Good, good. Okay, good.
- We're good. - Clear!
I got her.
All right. You did great, Kara.
- We got you now. - My dad. How's my dad?
- We're gonna work on him next. - Okay.
All right, let's get her outta here.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Cap!
This ain't gonna hold much longer!
TK, help them on the straps!
Marjan, get the saw out!
Copy.
Allen, how you doing?
Just got jostled a bit.
Kara's okay? She's out?
She's both, which means it's your turn.
Just close your eyes for a second.
Yep.
You okay?
A little pressure from the steering wheel, I think,
but all things considered, not terrible.
All right, we'll cut the steering wheel off
and get you outta there.
Captain, you available?
Yep. She's stable, Captain.
She's refusing to leave.
She wants to travel with her dad.
Copy that. I need you driver's side.
Coming to you.
Whoa, whoa, ma'am. Sit back down.
What's up?
What's going on? Why are... why are you stopping?
There's no easy way to say this.
It's bad, isn't it?
It's bad.
But it doesn't hurt.
Why doesn't it hurt?
I think you're in shock.
Allen, this is Paramedic Captain Vega.
Hey, Allen.
I'm just gonna check you out, okay?
Hey, am I gonna make it?
We're gonna do everything we can.
I know what that means.
No. No, you don't.
We'll get you outta here.
Wait. Tell me the truth.
Am I gonna see my daughter again?
Would you like me to bring her over here?
No.
No, I... I don't...
I don't want her to see me like this.
Okay.
Then let's get you out of there.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
If this goes the way you think...
Will you... will you tell her something for me?
Sure.
Tell her whatever...
whatever she decides to do...
I... I will always...
be so proud of her.
And tell... tell her that... that she's good.
Um, she's... really good.
And she needs to keep singing.
She has an amazing voice. People should hear it.
Starting compressions.
Heading out. See you in 24 hours.
Oh, hey, Marj, before you bounce,
can I ask you an important question?
What's up?
For Insta, should I use
the Juno filter or the lo-fi?
'Cause the Juno makes the reds pop,
but the lo-fi is pretty sick too.
Yeah, you can't post that.
You think I should make a TikTok instead.
We need to talk, Probie.
About what?
Did they say anything
when you brought the design into the tattoo shop?
Yeah. They said it was fire.
Asked if it was exactly what I wanted.
- And you said... - Hell yeah!
Any chance they were laughing while they did it?
I guess, but we were all busting chops.
Wait, why?
Angel is spelled A-N-G-E-L.
Right.
And that's why I wrote A-N-G... oh.
Oh, no.
No, no.
"Guardian angle"?
How could I be so stupid?
No, Mateo, you're not stupid. You're dyslexic.
Those guys at the tattoo shop. They were clowning on me.
And they're a bunch of tools.
Yeah, and what about TK and Paul?
- They must be having a laugh too. - No, they're not.
Then why didn't they say anything?
Because they love you.
And they didn't wanna look at the face
that I'm looking at right now.
Nobody likes to say the hard thing.
I almost posted this.
Now I gotta live with it.
I thought I was gonna be at least 30
before I was too ashamed to take my shirt off.
We can fix this.
Yeah, how are we supposed to do that?
I have an idea.
It's gonna sting, though.
- Come on. - Oh, God.
Owen?
Yeah, I'm in here.
What are you doing?
You remember when pictures came on paper like this?
- Look at that. - Yeah.
This was the day we rented the rowboat in Central Park.
And it drifted into the reeds.
I recall someone steering it into the reeds.
Uh, the currents are surprisingly powerful
in that pond.
Look at TK.
That smile could just light up the Chrysler Building.
Well, we may not have been perfect,
but we made a beautiful boy.
Yes, we did.
Can you imagine doing this all again?
Hmm.
Little tiny body resting on your chest.
Chasing a toddler around.
First day of school.
Hiding little notes in their lunch box
for them to find so they know they're loved.
You did that for him too?
Are we actually considering this?
I... I don't know. Are we?
Seems like we are considering it.
Look, we're young for our age, you know?
We do all the healthy things.
Yeah. 50's the new 40.
Is 67 the new anything?
Because that's how old I'll be
when I'm teaching them to parallel park.
Well, it'll be a skill that comes in handy
when one of us breaks a hip moving them into a dorm
and they have to rush us to an ER.
Yeah, I had a case today.
It was terrible.
- Dad. I couldn't save him. - Mm.
And his daughter was maybe 19,
and now she's left without a parent.
That's awful.
So would it be fair to do that to our kid?
Well, that's assuming the pregnancy goes well, which is...
A huge assumption.
- I mean, the risks... - Yeah.
No, you're right, I...
Not just for the baby. For you.
Maybe we should just do the logical thing.
Schedule an appointment.
Oye, niņa! Despacito!
Judd, kale?
Uh, no. No, I'm...
actually, I'm trying to quit.
Judd, you better eat that kale.
Gracie, how's your dad holding up?
Um, well, he's doing better than me.
Honestly.
To see him like that, I just...
Always thought my dad was invincible.
Y'know? But he's okay.
Gonna grab another one real quick.
Okay. Is there, um,
an upcoming shortage I don't know about, Judd?
No, I was just...
it's been a day, that's all.
It's definitely rough seeing your parents decline.
- Mm-hmm. - Your dad has always
been everyone's Rock of Gibraltar, you know?
Well, here's to the restaurant at the Clover Hotel.
Saving lives one milkshake at a time.
Wait. The Clover sells milkshakes?
Mm-hmm. That's what he said.
It's an Asian bistro.
It's milk and ice cream. It ain't tricky.
Okay, okay, okay, all right, all right, all right.
- Ladies, it's time. Please. - Get 'em.
Into your pajamas. Brush your teeth. Thank you.
I'll be in to tuck you in. Please.
How about we let Auntie Grace handle bedtime duty?
Girls, what you think about that?
- Yay! - Uh-huh.
- Yay. - They're all yours.
You know, hell with it.
Why don't you take one home with you?
If I take one, I'm taking both, T.
Oh, promises, promises.
Judd, tell 'em.
Wow.
All right, Ryder.
What the hell's going on with you?
Grace's daddy wasn't...
uh, at the hotel getting no milkshake.
He... he was upstairs.
Do I wanna hear where this is going?
I think you know exactly where the road leads.
Yeah, he was there with another woman.
I just...
I don't know what I'm gonna do, y'all.
I... you know?
It ain't no secret, but me and Benjamin
have always had our... our problems.
From the first day I came courting,
the man wasn't easy on me.
I was never good enough for Grace.
Well, he was right.
Yeah, I know.
But I always respected him
because he was protecting his girl, right?
But that's my job now.
I just... I never thought I'd be protecting her from him.
Well, who's gonna protect you from Grace
when she finds out you've been keeping this from her?
Look, my dad stepped out on my mom,
and it nearly broke her heart.
I don't want Grace to have to go through
that kind of pain, you know?
I don't think you're gonna have a choice, cowboy.
So you drove 45 minutes to visit me on my 15-minute break?
Well...
I mean, I figure I'll be helping Uncle Cash
clear brush out of his ranch this weekend.
- Mm. - I don't know.
Kinda started to miss you already, so...
So you just racking up the points lately, huh?
Well, I'm just doing my civic duty,
making sure that our dispatchers are well-caffeinated.
- And do I taste cinnamon, Judd? - Mm. Mm-hmm.
'Cause you never remember the cinnamon.
Well, that's the barista.
And for what he charged me for that thing,
he oughta change the oil in my truck.
Did you hear from your dad today?
I have not.
But Mom says he's been a terrible patient.
He is ready to get back to work.
Mm-hmm. Sounds about right.
Yeah, but, you know, the silver lining in all of this...
What?
Is that next time he tries to give you a hard time,
you say, "Hey, Dad? If it wasn't for me,
you'd still be on the restaurant floor."
- Oh, that'll go good. - Mm-mm.
Ooh, okay. 15 minutes is about up.
Thank you, sir, for the coffee.
Hey, just hold on right quick.
Uh...
You, uh... what's wrong?
I just love you. That's all.
Okay.
Well, I love you too.
You tell Uncle Cash I said "hey", you know?
I'll see you Sunday.
Mm-hmm.
_
Pizza? I think you've dialed the wrong number, ma'am.
I don't think so.
Do you still have the cheesy crust?
The address? Sure.
It's 235 Hayward Street. Apartment 3F.
Ma'am, are you in danger?
Is someone making you feel like you can't speak freely?
- That's right. - I understand.
My name is Grace, okay? And help is on the way.
I need you to tell me how many people are in the apartment.
Would a medium pepperoni pizza
be big enough for two people?
What are you doing? I said large.
Oh.
Okay, so there's one other person with you.
- Is that who I'm hearing? - Yes, that's right.
Okay, you're doing really great.
Can you tell me your name for the order?
Um, the name on the card is Kristen Smart.
Okay, Kristen, and is the person threatening you armed?
Mm-hmm.
Move the puck! Come on!
Okay, if he's armed with a gun,
I want you to ask for extra pepperoni.
Extra pepperoni would be great.
And Kristen, is this person known to you?
Yes.
Okay, spouse? Ex-spouse?
The second one. How long until you get here?
We're looking at about eight minutes.
Uh, say "peppers" if there's somewhere safe
- you can get to. - No.
Definitely no peppers.
It's a pizza, not a damn salad.
Uh...
Hurry up.
The ex's name is Andrew Smart.
Two priors for aggravated assault.
Just got out on parole.
She has a permanent restraining order against him.
Okay, so this is his third strike.
He's definitely not going peacefully.
No, I wouldn't think so, no.
Be advised, all units.
Code 3 at 235 Hayward Street. Unit 3F.
Hostage situation.
Suspect is armed and dangerous.
Dispatch, this is 363-H-20 responding.
Okay, just confirming, you're on the third floor.
Yes, that's right.
- Southwest corner? - Yes.
What the hell is taking so long?
I don't know, they're just really busy today.
Then call somewhere else!
I'm starving.
Listen, I might just have to cancel this order.
My boyfriend's getting kind of mad, so...
Okay, listen, Kristen.
I will have officers at your door
in under two minutes, okay?
I really need you to try and stay on with me.
'Kay, I think I can do that.
Okay, good.
Now, I need you to try to move
as far away from the door as you can.
Can you tell me if he's facing it, the door?
Nice try, bitch.
Andrew, where's Kristen?
She's right here.
Say "hey" to your friend.
Pl... please.
- Pl... please. - Okay, listen, Andrew.
The police are already on the way,
so how this ends is gonna be up to you.
This only ends one way.
No, that's not true.
- There's gonna be a transcript of this call. - _
And it's either gonna show that you were cooperative,
and that you did the right thing,
or it's gonna show that you deserve to go away
for the rest of your life.
- Please. Please. - Shut up.
- Shut up! - Hey.
What's going on, Andrew? Talk to me.
She ruined it.
She always ruins it.
Nothing is ruined, okay?
Now, we can fix this,
but you've gotta let me help you.
How?
My grandmother always says
that when God closes a door,
he opens a window.
Sometimes you have to take a leap of faith.
No!
You're okay, ma'am.
You're safe now.
Get on the ground! Get on the ground right now!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! - On the ground! On the ground!
363-H-20. Suspect in custody.
Another operator would've hung up on her, but not you.
How'd you know?
Sometimes it's not what they say, Elliot.
It's what they don't say.
Milk and ice cream. It ain't tricky, right?
9-1-1, what's your emergency?
My boyfriend's not moving.
I think it's a heart attack.
Where's your boyfriend now?
On top of me!
Okay, ma'am, try to stay calm.
Tell me where you both are.
The Clover Hotel downtown.
The corner suite on the fourth floor.
Mama.
Thank you for stopping by.
I know that you've had a crazy week.
Oh, please, any excuse to get out of the house
while your father's on bedrest.
You know, he discovered a channel
where they play old ball games?
I kid you not, that man
has already watched every game in UT's 1970 season.
Oh, well...
at least you are able to keep an eye on him.
- Gracie? - Oh, sorry.
Everything okay?
Yes, ma'am. Everything's okay.
Then why do you look as nervous as a fly in a glue pot?
Because, Mom, I have to tell you something.
And I'm just not sure I know how.
Goodness, sweetie. What's... what's going on?
Well, it's about Dad.
Oh, Lord. Did the doctor say something?
I had a feeling he wasn't being forthcoming.
No, no. No, it's nothing like that.
Come on, child. Just best come out with it.
No, it's, um...
Mom, it's Grandma's china.
What?
I'm sorry, I was moving some boxes
around the house, and I broke some of it.
Oh, good Lord.
I was worried it was something serious.
Well, you know Dad.
He loved that china more than me.
It was our wedding present, remember?
Honey.
With what we could've lost this week?
I don't care about some old plates.
No, I... I know you don't.
I love you, Mama.
I love you too.
- All right. - Okay.
So what kind of tea is this?
Hey. You ready?
- What time's the appointment? - Still at 2:00.
Right. 2:00.
Probably some traffic.
Yes. So should we go?
Yeah. We should go.
Have you eaten?
Do you want something to eat?
I'm not supposed to eat before.
Right, right, so we can...
we can get something after.
- If you want. - Late lunch.
- So dinner. - Early dinner.
I'll buy.
I know a great sushi place very close to where we're going.
No, I don't trust Texas sushi.
Oh, this place will disabuse you of that misapprehension.
All right, Mexican. You can have a margarita.
Which is how this whole thing started.
- Tequila and pain meds. - Right.
Right. Right. Well, Italian.
Pizza and pasta. Any kind of comfort food...
Damn it, I don't want pasta!
Well, what do you want?!
- I wanna have this baby! - Good! So do I!
A... are you sure?
I think so.
But it's crazy.
Oh, bananas.
It's probably a terrible mistake.
Oh, without question.
So are we doing this?
I think that's what we've been saying.
- Hey, how'd it go? - Terrible.
Aw, man, don't tell me they botched it.
They did not botch it. Probie is just being a baby.
- It stings. - I told you it was going to sting.
Here. Come on, let's see it.
- Are you serious? - Yeah.
Ah. Ah. Careful!
- Ah! - All right, all right.
Oh, nice, man. I love the flame.
- It's not flame, it's blood. - Oh, shut up.
Probie's gonna go back once it heals
and get the letters redone, and the best part is,
the shop agreed to do it all for free.
Marjan had a... conversation with them.
Must've been some conversation.
That's a lot of ink.
Amazing what a little direct talk can do, huh?
- Mm. - All right, look, I'm sorry
that we didn't give you a heads up.
Yeah, man, it's just really hard to hurt someone
with the face of an angle.
Too soon.
Oh, and hey, while you're back there,
can you hook me up with some ointment?
Your boy's feeling scaly.
All right, but just do me a favor.
Do not use the word "ointment."
It's a thing.
Okay, it just needs to be moist.
That's the other thing.
"Moist."
Hey, Grace, are you awake?
Yeah, I am now.
Grace, I gotta tell you something.
I think it's gonna make you mad.
But I just want you to really, really consider
who it is that you're angry with.
I wanna tell you...
Judd, if you're about to tell me that my father
is not the man that I thought he was
or that you kept this from me because you love me
and you didn't want to see me hurt,
I will say I understand,
and I appreciate it.
Beyond that, I don't wanna talk about it.
All right, then.
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