? Silent night ?
? Holy night ?
? All is calm ?
? All is bright ?
? Round yon virgin ?
- Oh, um... I'm sorry. - Hey.
- Hey, man. Oh, sorry. - Gibson.
Sorry.
He's three sheets to the wind.
You're drunk, Gibson?
I was not supposed to be out today, so...
Eh, I dragged him out.
I thought he needed some air
and the smell of pine trees.
Yeah, yeah. Same. I mean, I... you know, look, we usually
do our tree shopping as a family,
but the boys have homework, and I just really needed a walk.
Um, I'm gonna go check out those Balsam Firs.
- Was that Pru? - No.
No, but she really looks like her, though,
- doesn't she? - Wow, that's pretty.
The Millers, are they...
Oh, they are officially contesting the will, yeah.
They've let us see Pru,
like, maybe twice in the last three weeks.
I hate everything now.
I didn't think it was possible
to hate Christmas trees,
but I hate those now, too.
Do I need to worry about you, Gibson?
You gonna stop drinking
in time for shift tomorrow?
No... Eh, you don't, and I am,
because Marsha confiscated my whiskey.
? Christ the savior is born... ?
I always...
- You never used them as a kid? - Yeah.
- Open pipes? - Yeah.
- Are they safe? - Mm-hmm.
Oh, cookies.
I always wanted a GI Joe set.
- Keep it. - Keep it?
It's for Toys for Tots.
I'm not stealing toys from needy children.
- Come on. - Something smells good.
That's Carina's baking.
Nonna's recipe.
She just told me
to steal toys from Toys for Tots.
I'm getting you a toy army guy for Christmas.
You know, you can't leave
your divorce papers in the freezer forever.
? From now on, our troubles... ?
There's no rule that says that.
? ... of sight ?
Try.
What am I supposed to do?
I don't know.
Mmm.
That is so good.
- Yeah. - We'll give her a cookie.
- Mmm. - Yeah.
Mnh-mnh. Mm. Nope.
I can't wait anymore. I have to give it to you now.
Um, I think we were getting there.
No. Your Christmas present.
You'll get the other thing after. Don't worry.
Oh. Oh, that reminds me.
Uh, I invited my mom
to stay with us for Christmas.
Ignoring that.
? Here we are as in olden days ?
- What... - Okay.
- Where did you even hide that? - In Vic's room.
Alright.
- You ready? - Yeah.
Okay, cool.
Merry Christmas.
It... It might need
some highlights around the eyes still,
a little bit, but...
Do you hate it?
- No. - No?
I-I love it.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- I can't believe it. - Yeah.
You painted me.
Yeah.
Yeah, I mean, it's not too cheesy?
I just... I thought you looked so...
Uh-huh. Okay, thank you, thank you, Dr. Altman.
- I'm good to go! - Oh! Yeah?
They cleared you?
- Yeah, I'm coming back to work. - Yes!
Oh, wow. That seems kinda soon.
Oh, she said another week if I wasn't feeling good,
but I am, so I'm cleared, and sweet baby Jesus.
Look at this painting.
? ... a merry little Christmas ?
? Now ?
I'm telling you, it was like
the most romantic gesture anyone's ever done.
- And you hate it. - I don't hate it. It's just...
It's too much.
- It was... It was a lot. - It was too much.
It's too much.
Is everything good with Theo?
Feels like I haven't seen him in a while.
Oh. Uh, yeah.
He was just doing laundry last night.
Cool.
Morning.
- Hey. - Hey.
Ruiz.
You subbing?
You didn't tell me you were subbing today.
You didn't tell me you were cleared for work.
Yeah.
What's going on, Vic?
I-I don't get it.
I...
My... My friend died, Theo.
That's what's going on.
Hey, can we... are... are we...
Vic, I-I don't know what's going on.
Look, I just... Can we just work?
- Because I really... I'm excited to be at work. - Yeah.
- Can we?
Yeah, okay. Let's... Let's work.
Okay.
Line up, please!
Come on, line up!
We have a familiar face with us today.
Welcome to Lieutenant Ruiz.
Hughes is back. Good to have you back, Hughes.
Hughes has agreed to desk duty today, all day,
with the exception of Crisis One calls.
- I didn't agree to that... - Some housekeeping.
- Okay. - Let's see.
The SFD toy drive's starting today,
so we'll have more public stopping by than normal
to drop off their toys and such, so remember...
please be courteous, be kind, be here to serve, yeah?
And Sullivan, if you... if you want a, uh,
sexy photo op, just call your publicist.
Now, I'm sure you've all been hearing the rumors about
McCallister being under investigation by the department
since the pipeline explosion.
Apparently, he's taking an early retirement.
- What? - I know there's no love lost there,
but he's still our former fire chief,
so try not to celebrate too loudly.
Have they named a new chief?
Someone's been appointed. I don't have a name.
All I know is that we have a lady chief.
- What? Seriously? - Oh, my God.
- This is huge. - Yes, indeed.
The city of Seattle's first female fire chief.
It's very exciting, if you're into that kinda thing.
More to the point, she's gonna be making the rounds
the next few weeks to each house,
so let's please keep this house in tip-top shape.
And thank you.
Dismissed.
Crisis One requested
- to 1163 Forrester Lane. - Thank God.
Alright.
Ah, crap.
Hughes, you sure you're good?
Yeah, you sure you're good?
Alright, guys, so the patient's name is Amy.
Dispatch said she's having some kind of anxiety attack.
Who called it in?
They didn't say, so I'm assuming a neighbor,
but it must be pretty bad.
Hi, this is Seattle FD, Crisis One.
Go ahead.
Hello?
Seattle Fire Department.
Amy, we're from Crisis One.
We're here to help.
- Your neighbors are worried about you. - Hey. Hey, Amy.
You look like you're having a panic attack,
but we can help, okay?
I-I just need you to breathe in.
Breathe in for me. Breathe in for four.
This looks like a domestic-violence situation.
Yeah, then we need to call the police.
I need you... I need you guys to...
- I'm sorry. - It's okay.
I need you to... I-I can't breathe.
Okay, just breathe with me. Breathe with me, okay?
In for four. Hold for four.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What's going on here, huh?
Is someone hurt?
Amy, did you call them?
Gonna go see Mom.
- No. - Yeah, no, sir, uh, we got a call
actually from your neighbors.
- Uh, we're Seattle FD, and... and... - Okay.
- ... we heard that your wife was struggling. - Honey.
She has these panic attacks. Poor thing.
We'll get you a juice, okay?
Shh. It's okay.
Look, I'm gonna get you a juice.
Look, look, look, look.
Hey, look, you guys are good to go.
Yeah, she has these panic attacks, you know?
Uh, gets a little worked up
when she has one of these episodes.
You should have seen what she did to the chandelier
last time this happened. Right, babe? Remember that?
Hey, you know, Amy,
I'm gonna get you some oxygen. That'll help, alright?
You know, I actually think
we should get you on the aid car, Amy.
- Okay? Can you stand up? Okay. Can you... - No.
I just needed to buy some time because he was getting scary.
I made eggs for dinner for the baby
and Greg got furious.
- I can't leave. - Okay.
Amy, did you call this in?
If I leave, he'll take him.
He'll take my baby.
He'll tell them I'm crazy.
He... He tells everyone I'm crazy.
Mommy.
I'll lose my baby.
I can't leave.
Okay.
- Synced and corrected by Firefly - - www.addic7ed.com -
Okay, we should probably
separate the toys by age group so...
Am I a masochist?
- Or not. - Is that it?
I mean, why do I torture myself
by hanging out here?
You're not hanging out here.
You're volunteering because you love us.
We need scissors.
Yes, we do.
I actually love spending my days off here.
It's like the house of the friend
that you had when you were a kid
whose family you wished would adopt you.
You know, Captain Beckett, uh, announced
that they appointed a new fire chief.
No name yet, but it's a woman.
Hot damn.
You a little sad you weren't the first?
Only a little.
With McCallister gone, I imagine
they'll be wrapping up your investigation soon, so...
That piece of absolute dog crap. He buried the investigation.
I can't for the life of me get an answer from the department
about when I'll receive word a year later,
and he's just sneaking out the back door
before closing my case... scissors.
Uh-huh.
Well, with any luck, they'll come to their senses
and give, uh, Beckett the boot.
Beckett's not the problem here.
No, but he's certainly a problem.
Maybe not for you, Herrera...
but for those of us who have to work with him.
Tell me again why the divorce papers
are still in our freezer.
I don't know.
I just... I hate the idea
of being somebody that cuts and runs.
Oh, no. If something doesn't feel good,
it's healthy to let it go.
I think we need more toys.
We definitely did not need more toys.
Oh.
Hi.
Oh, thank you.
Happy holidays. Thank you.
You didn't strike me as one to kiss and tell.
Oh, my God.
- Did Sullivan say something? - He didn't have to.
Not the first dude to look at me
like he knows, uh, I slept with his wife.
Wow.
Okay, you don't have to sound so proud.
Look, I'm sorry I told him.
I-I know you're his boss,
but he was pissing me off, and I-I said it.
Herrera, if you're using me to make him jealous
or spice up your situation or whatever,
I'm totally fine with it.
- Mm-hmm. - Okay.
As long as this isn't about daddy issues.
Engine 19 requested at 535 Christopher Court.
To be continued.
It's really not.
Yeah, we'll see.
Oh, my God.
Hey.
- Everything okay? - Yeah.
With... With me? Yeah. Yeah, everything's... dope.
Uh-oh.
You only say "dope" when everything's awful.
Just having a thing.
You wanna talk to me about it?
I mean, we're friends, right?
You're Vic's friend.
It's a Vic thing?
Never mind.
Thanks anyway, man.
Call was a car versus pedestrian...
Oh, my God.
Hey, guys.
Ain't no party like a Christmas party, huh?
Breathe in.
Okay, Amy, are you unsafe here?
You can just nod yes or no.
Mommy!
Okay.
This is outside our purview. We need to call the police.
Agreed. I'll take care of it.
- Okay. - Play with that.
Hey, listen, guys, thanks for the help, right,
but you're upsetting my kid, okay?
Now, she's never needed oxygen before,
so just get an ice pack,
gonna put it on the back of her neck,
huh, and we're good.
You're good, right, babe?
Yeah. Yeah.
- We... We... We're good. Thank you. - Mommy!
I'm... I'm... I'm good. Thank you.
Thank you, guys. We're fine. You can leave.
I-I'm just such a wreck at the holidays.
Yeah. Tough to live with, but I sure do love her.
Amy. Amy, come on.
- Let's go. Whoa. What the hell are you doing? - Hughes...
What the hell are you doing? Sit down.
What the hell are you doing? Put him down.
- Let's go. - Are you nuts?
- Please stop. - Vic.
- Put my kid down! - Amy...
That's it. That's it. I'm calling the cops.
It's okay.
Vic, what are you doing?
- Mommy. - Yes, hi.
- Vic. - I'd like to report an attempted kidnapping
in my home.
Mommy.
We don't move the car, we do not move anything.
Right now, that car is crushing his lower body,
but it's also pressing against all of his internal injuries.
The minute we move it, he's gonna start to bleed out.
- How fast? - Real fast.
Likely, his intestines, kidneys, and liver.
He'll be in cardiac arrest before we know it.
Bishop, you need to turn the car off
and... and press down on the emergency brake.
Sullivan, hold on to her so that she does not rock the car.
Alright? And the instant she puts that brake on,
get the chock blocks thrown underneath the tires.
Who's calling the shots today, Warren?
Captain, right now, he's stable,
but if we move that car even an inch
without the proper medical equipment, he will die on the spot.
I'm aware of the stakes, Warren.
Gentle.
- Got it. - Alright.
Alright, good. Montgomery, I'm gonna need you
to climb up top and secure from above.
- Okay. - Climb on top of this car
- because it's not the one pushing into his abdomen. - Copy.
Alright.
We were having an early Christmas dinner
at my mother-in-law's today,
and it was all systems go this morning.
Any of you got kids?
Yeah, I got two boys at home,
and a little girl we, um...
Well, then, you know what it's like.
I've got three, as well.
My wife was up this morning running around
wrapping and hiding presents
while my oldest daughter was having a meltdown
over a guy she likes.
Who commented a heart emoji under her picture.
One of my twin boys
kept throwing a football at the other,
even though he knows that's not his brother's thing.
And we all raced out of the house
to the other side of town,
and we ordered last-minute groceries.
When we got there,
I realized that I accidentally put in our home address.
No way my kids were gonna go without their egg nog.
Gotta have the egg nog.
Feeling a lot of pain?
Surprisingly, not as much as you'd think.
Yeah, well, that's the adrenaline talking.
- Can you feel your legs? - Yeah.
Can you move your toes inside your shoes?
Yeah, I can. That's good, right?
Yes, it's good.
I'm sorry.
I, uh... I laugh when I'm nervous.
Anyway, I run back over here to grab the groceries,
and they'd left them all in the driveway.
So, I park the truck up top, run down,
but before I can even pick up a bag... bam.
I meant to get my brakes checked last week.
They were squeaking.
My wife always tells me
push the parking brake when I park.
I should listen to her more.
That's universally sound advice, my man.
That your wife?
You should answer it.
It'll just worry her.
Eh, she'd rather know. Trust me.
Montgomery, take over for me here.
Yeah, I got you.
I'm not letting that man die a week before Christmas.
I'm not letting that man's kids come home to a dead dad.
Not again. We need the PRT.
- Your knife-mobile? - It's his only chance for survival.
Look, if I have the PRT, some blood,
and another set of hands, maybe I can save him.
I can't authorize the PRT, Warren.
Well, call somebody who can.
Hey, hey, we have a new chief, right? Call her.
Tell her the man is gonna die unless we have the PRT.
She'll be happy to have a feel-good story
on her first day.
Leave it to Fire Zaddy to find the PR angle.
He's right. It's our best shot.
I'm gonna call Miranda to have the blood ready.
You get the PRT approved.
I'm not making any promises.
Carina's at the station if you need some extra hands.
Yes. Yes.
The cops are coming. You wanna give me my kid?
- Do you wanna give me my kid? - Amy.
Amy, all you have to do is come with us.
- You're scaring him. - No, you're scaring him!
- Hughes, Hughes, what the hell are you doing? - You're also scaring your wife.
- She's obviously terrified of you. - Did you tell her that?
No. No, of course not.
Um, please, just leave. We're fine.
- The police are on their way, okay? - Hughes...
I'm not gonna leave him here to terrorize his family!
- Hughes. - What's that noise?
Outside. Now.
What the hell is that noise?
Hughes. Hughes.
- Okay. - Hughes.
Now.
Please, just give him back.
Mommy.
Come on. Come on.
- I know. I know. - Okay. Okay.
I know.
Okay.
It's okay.
Please.
It's okay. It's okay. I got you.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Oh. Oh.
Come on, Beckett. Come on.
This is a highly unique situation.
Can you please just approve this for us?
Just give it to me straight.
The facts.
This car is pressing against your abdomen and pelvis,
and when we move this car,
your body will succumb to the injuries,
and I will have minutes to try to stop the bleeding,
but we are working on a solution.
So, until then, we just have...
Just wait.
Yeah.
Okay, I'm officially tipping into panic mode,
and I'm not my best when I'm panicked,
so someone tell me
your funniest Christmas story or something.
No, no, no.
- I... Okay, I got one. - No.
So, there was this one time, I, uh...
I came home Christmas morning.
- Don't do it. - I-I lived with a roommate,
and his boyfriend was over a lot...
- Please stop. - And, uh...
No, don't stop. Don't stop.
And when I got there,
my roommate was setting up Christmas brunch,
and you know, I'm like, "Hey, Merry Christmas",
and then I hear from down the hallway...
Oh, God, kill me.
"I have some bells you can jingle".
No.
Actually, it was, "Ho, ho, ho.
Come jingle my bells".
Please tell me he was wearing...
A Santa hat and nothing else.
Where was the hat?
Not where you want it to be.
Why'd you come over unannounced?!
- Bro, I lived there. - Right.
Terrence, she... she has time to get here.
I think you should answer that phone.
We're supposed to go caroling this weekend.
I swear, when that woman sings...
her voice, her smile, her whatever,
she always makes me feel better.
No matter what.
Then you have to be brave now.
Give her the respect she deserves.
Hey, honey.
Okay, listen, I love you.
Just try not to freak out, okay?
I don't want you to scare the kids.
So, try and just listen, okay?
Screw it. I'm getting the PRT.
Alright, here we go.
Eh, so, how does it work?
Do people come here and pick out toys?
Uh, no, right before Christmas,
we, um... we go around town,
drop them off at hospitals, shelters,
you know, places where kids
- might not get a present this year. - Nice.
Can I come?
Yeah.
I-I think it's my mom.
I...
I'm afraid to file the papers
because then that means I cut and run like my mom,
and... and it sounds so dumb to say out loud.
Like, "Oh, boo-hoo, my parents wounded me
and all my problems are because of them".
It doesn't sound dumb at all.
Well, you're not special.
We're all just undoing what our parents did to us.
Okay, well, if you're so wise,
why haven't you and Maya told anyone
that you're gonna have a baby?
Because there is no baby yet.
There is not even sperm yet.
Ah, you're afraid
she's gonna change her mind, aren't you?
She has massive walls around her heart.
And she's taking them down.
Brick by brick.
For you.
Hey, Warren, what's up?
Yeah, she's still here.
Hey, Warren.
Come with me.
Yeah? Okay.
I hope Delilah's not speeding.
- Okay. Hold on. I got you. - Oh. Hey.
This is freaking brutal.
There's nothing we can do?
There has to be something that we can do.
Okay, well, we're gonna keep him alive
so he can say goodbye to his wife.
That's what we can do.
No. No.
You need to make this happen now.
Thank you, Bishop, for telling me how to do my job.
I keep getting the run-around.
Doesn't matter.
Herrera's on the way with the PRT.
So is DeLuca, who can assist.
- Warren, this is not how this goes. - It is today.
Look, suspend me if you want,
but not until after I save this man's life.
Terrence. I have good news.
We're getting a vehicle here called the PRT.
It's basically a mobile operating room.
What'll you have to do?
Well, first, a group of us
are gonna get this vehicle off of you.
W-W-Won't that make me bleed out?
That's what you said earlier.
We'll move you quickly into the PRT
and we'll do CPR if we need to.
We'll give you blood.
And I will perform what is called a thoracotomy.
I'm gonna operate on your chest
to clamp the blood flow to the lower part of your body
so that you don't bleed out.
Sounds easy.
They let you do all that as a firefighter?
- Well, I'm also a surgeon. - My man.
How did this happen?!
- Slow. - Ma'am.
- Slow down. Slow down. - Why is this car still on him?!
What are all of you doing?!
Honey, honey, listen.
These people are doing
everything that they can, okay?
And soon, they're gonna push this car off me,
and when they do... there's a chance...
No. No. No. Stop.
I-I cannot lose you.
You came back for egg nog. Egg nog.
Honey, I need you to listen to what I'm about to say.
And please don't stop me.
Let me finish, okay?
Because I'm a little scared,
and I need to say this.
Tell Penelope that no matter
how many boys comment on her photos,
that her love starts with her herself,
and that way,
she's always got a place to come home to...
...when times get hard.
Alright?
Tell Rory to be good to his brother.
He needs to embrace the fact that...
that Tommy's favorite color is pink
and that he... he idolizes Janet Jackson, okay?
Because there are gonna be
enough people that give him a hard time,
and his brother cannot be one of them.
Tell them to dream big
- and to... to love boldly, okay? - Mm-hmm.
And most importantly,
tell them that no matter where this life takes them,
that I'll be right there with them,
every step of the way.
And please, please don't let them
grow up to hate Christmas.
Because we're Tillermans,
and we love Christmas, okay?
- Okay. - Warren!
Good news! PRT's approved.
I was doing this either way.
You don't need to do this.
Well, Gibson says I do.
Okay.
What happened?
Police found multiple bruises on Amy,
so they're taking him in.
But first, I had to convince them
that Greg was in fact the bad guy and not you.
We should have been doing crisis intervention.
And, Hughes, what you did in there...
- Yeah, I know. I know. - No, you don't know,
because if you knew, you wouldn't have done it.
Our job is to help people.
What you did was put that entire family at risk.
I think the family was already at risk.
How is Amy? Is she alright?
No, she's pretty shaken up, actually.
Hughes, stop.
I left my heart monitor in there.
- No, I will get it for you. - I have to at least apologize.
Hughes, stop!
Amy?
It's Vic, the firefighter.
I for... Uh, I forgot my watch... my watch thing.
You...
I-I am sorry.
I was trying to help, and...
- You could've gotten us killed. - Yeah.
Can I... so...
Thank you.
I saw they took him in.
Yeah.
Just for the night, until he calms down,
but he'll be more pissed when he gets home.
Okay.
Okay, let's get you packed.
What?
I-I can sit with him or I can pack for you.
- Which do you prefer? - I can't leave.
You can't stay.
You don't understand.
He owns everything.
He controls everything.
I come from nothing.
I've tried.
He threatens me with lawyers.
He tells everyone I'm crazy.
Well... Uh, do you... do you have anyone...
anyone he doesn't know about, or...
I-I have a cousin in Portland.
Okay, great. You call your cousin,
and then you're gonna call the police
and tell them you want to press charges
so they can keep him longer than overnight,
and then we're gonna pack.
I-I know I-I did not help earlier,
but I am here to help now.
You are staying here because you love your son
and you want to protect him,
and I get that, but if you really...
if you really want to protect him,
you have to leave.
If your son is not safe from his father...
Amy, if you are not safe from his father,
then it is time to leave.
Amy. Amy.
It's... It's time to leave.
Okay.
I have a suitcase in the closet upstairs.
Okay.
I prepped as much as I could.
Set up your thoracotomy kit.
Thank you.
Will you sing for me?
Baby.
Please.
? O holy night ?
? The stars are brightly shining ?
? It is the night ?
? Of our dear Savior's birth ?
? Long lay the world ?
? In sin and error pining ?
? 'Til he appear'd ?
? And the soul felt... ?
Delilah, Terrence. It's... It's time.
Turn your back, baby.
- I don't want you to see this. - No!
- I don't want to... - But please keep singing.
- No. - Come right over here.
You just sit right over here.
I love you.
I love you, too, baby.
- I'm gonna do everything in my power. - Thank you.
- I promise. - Thank you.
- Okay, hands around. - I'm ready.
? Fall on ?
? Your knees ?
On my count.
- One, two, three! - ? O hear the angel voices ?
? O night divine ?
? O night ?
? When Christ was born ?
? O night... ?
Mom?
? Divine ?
? O, O night divine ?
? Fall on your knees ?
? O hear the angel voices ?
? O night divine ?
? O, O night divine ?
Okay. Yeah. I clamped the aorta.
- It's time to go. We gotta move. - Yeah.
Tell Herrera to drive us to Grey-Sloan.
While he's still open?
He's in cardiac arrest.
Tell her not to speed. Alright, nice and slow.
It's his only shot.
Herrera, we gotta get to the hospital.
Excuse me. Copy. On my way.
En route to Grey-Sloan.
I'm coming.
What does that mean?
That siren means life, okay?
In this situation, at this moment,
that siren means he's alive.
Let's go. Let's go.
Thank you!
Thank you so much.
Oh.
- Hughes. You're benched. - Fine.
I'm serious.
Yep. Me too.
You disobeyed orders today... twice.
You put the department and the program in jeopardy.
Yeah, I heard you, Gibson. I'm on desk duty. I got it.
No, no, not desk duty. You're benched.
Go home. You're done this shift. You're out the next two.
Oh, h-hold on. You are not the Captain.
You can't tell me to do that.
I'll inform Beckett myself. You're not okay.
Is this... Is this punishment
- for what happened at my place? - No, Hughes.
- Is that what you... - No.
- It has nothing to do with that. - Okay.
Or you know what? Actually, yeah, it does,
because it's further proof that your judgement is just...
Oh, my judgement?
- Yeah. - My...
- That's... That's hilarious. - No, no.
- We're not... - I'm not dealing with this.
- I don't want to fight with you, Vic. - Okay.
I understand that you're hurting,
that you're angry. I get that, okay?
But you can't be like that out in the field.
You especially can't be like that
on a Crisis One call.
- Hughes. - What? What?
This program that you fought for
is all we have left of him.
You know what?
You can sabotage your life. I don't... I don't care,
but I'm not gonna let you take down his legacy.
Go home.
Dispatch, this is PRT 19,
heading back to the station.
Copy. Thank you, PRT 19.
You know what I realized today?
You and I...
we didn't make each other happy.
You just realized that?
I mean, not just this past year,
but when we were together... at our best.
We were always sort of...
- Fraught. - Exactly.
It was never easy between us.
You know what I mean?
Yeah, I think I know why.
Mm?
I've been...
working out my crap lately,
trying to figure out
why I keep making such messy decisions.
So, what'd you figure out?
That I've been recreating my parents' marriage.
That sounds twisted, but...
Not really.
That was me and Claire.
My mom is cold.
Then I married Claire,
and she made my mom seem warm and cuddly.
But you helped me break that pattern.
I'm not exactly warm and cuddly.
No, you're something else.
You're like an open flame.
Andy, you're not your mom, okay?
No, I'm not.
And you're not my dad.
And... my mom leaving was not my fault,
and me leaving is not my birthright.
Do you think if we hadn't had such messed-up parents,
we could've made it?
Maybe it was just bad timing.
Hey, my attorney said
that the papers haven't been filed yet.
I'm taking them out of the freezer.
- What? - The papers.
They've been in Maya and Carina's freezer.
You put them in the freezer?
What's wrong with you?
Like, next to the Popsicles?
Ah...
Yeah.
Hey.
I figured you were up here.
Why are you not in uniform?
Uh, Gibson benched me.
- What? - Yeah.
I don't know. I deserved it.
Vic.
Listen, I know you've been going through a lot lately,
and, you know, I'm trying to be here for you,
but you know...
I made out with Jack.
W... Uh, "made out" is actually
extremely generous a description,
which implies sexiness, which there wasn't.
There was zero sexiness, but there was a lot of whiskey
and we were smashing the tile and we were sad.
You smashed the tiles like a week ago.
Yeah, I know, I know, I know,
and I know I should've told you sooner.
I know that.
- Then... - Vic, stop. Just stop.
I'm sorry. I pulled away from you
instead of telling you the truth, and I'm so...
I don't have an excuse.
Do you hate me?
No, I don't hate you, Vic.
I wouldn't blame you if you did.
Were you in love with him?
What? Gibson? No. Oh, my God, no.
I told you, Theo, it was not that.
- No, no, no. - It wasn't even...
No. Miller.
Were you in love with Miller?
No. No, no.
I wasn't in love with him.
I loved him. He was my friend.
He was like my family,
and you know how it is to lose someone like that,
how one minute, you think you're getting better,
and then the next,
you're just freaking out on some guy on a call.
I'm sorry. I-I don't know what else to say,
so I just keep saying that.
I'm sorry.
I love you.
And I know I'm doing everything wrong, and...
I get it if you never want to see me again.
Well, you said that like three times
in the last two minutes.
That you wouldn't blame me if... if I leave.
So, um, is that what you want?
I love making you happy.
But lately, all I'm doing is just messing...
Yeah. Screw lately.
- I don't care about lately. - Okay.
I'm talking about the long haul.
No, I know.
I don't... I don't want to push you away.
But you are.
? I'll be home for Christmas ?
? You can count on me ?
? Please have snow and mistletoe ?
? And presents under the tree ?
She doesn't trust Santa, and it feels right.
- It does. - Hey.
Marsha made us cookies.
- Mm. - Oh! Nice.
Yeah.
They're pretty good.
Huh? It's festive.
If you're ready.
Uh, we have an announcement.
We are gonna have a baby.
- What? - What?
Eventually. Eventually, eventually.
- Are you serious? - Yes!
Yeah!
- Wow! That's amazing! - Whoo!
Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh.
- Whoa. - Congrats.
- Yeah. - If... If I may get in here.
Wondering if you're gonna gift them a onesie
with my face painted on it.
I-I knew you hated it.
- No. I love it. - No, I knew you hated it.
Even if I'm too much of a wimp
to accept epic romance in the form of a portrait.
Yeah, you know what? You are a wimp.
I know, and just for saying that,
I'm gonna hang it above the bed.
Of course you are.
That's what I planned all along.
- I knew it. - Yeah.
Say hello, everyone.
- Hi! Hi! - Hi! Hi!
Oh!
Hi! Merry Christmas.
Here she is.
Oh.
Okay, did you kidnap this child?
No. Uh, Ifeya let me take her. Willingly.
Just for tonight.
- I'll take it. - Okay.
Oh, Terrence made it.
Yeah, it was a lot of surgery.
He'll have a long recovery, but, uh, when I left,
his wife and kids
were singing carols in his ICU room.
- Aww. - That's great.
Hey.
Let's take your coat, sweetie.
Oh, yeah.
Right. Yeah.
? And presents under the tree ?
Alright. Take it off.
What are you doing?
Making presents!
? Christmas Eve will find me ?
? Where the love light gleams ?
? Baby, baby ?
? I'll be home for Christmas ?
? If only in my dreams ?
? If only in myyyyy ?
Hey.
Merry Christmas.
? Dreams ?
? Yeah ?
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