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- What are you doing here? - Warren didn't tell you?
- I told her. - Tell me my ex is sweating in my gym?
No, you didn't.
I told you he was gonna work with me on the PRT.
- Only on my days off. - Yeah, no, knew that.
Didn't like it. But I knew it.
My question is, why are you in my gym?
I was showing him around, you know, putting him through some
first-responder protocols.
Thought I'd enjoy some of the amenities
since I'm working here now. It's pretty nice.
"Amenities."
You know this isn't a resort, right?
Wait, this is not the Maldives?
Let me get this straight... you get mad at me
for temporarily moving into your home without asking,
and then, wow, look, here you are,
- moving into my home without asking. -
Except that actually is my home and this is not your home.
I eat here, and I sleep here, and I clip my toenails here,
so this is my home.
Seriously, this is not weird for you, working together?
Vic, why would it be?
Because you dated her.
I've literally worked with anyone I've ever dated.
And you don't sleep together...
accidentally?
If I sleep with an ex, it's not an accident.
Kinda feels like I shouldn't be here.
No, he shouldn't be here.
Okay, you're competing with me now?
Oh, no, I'm beating you.
Hey, uh...
can we talk?
Is it a work question, probie?
No, it's just...
Look, can we just try and...
- Ey oh! - Hey.
- What's up? - What's going on?
Hey, you see the, uh... the old timers in the beanery?
Crazy stories, man.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.
Yeah, this one dude, Charlie,
he was telling me about
how they had to do a water rescue
in the middle of a hurricane.
Ended up giving CPR to a kitten!
Who told you that story?
- What? - Oh, wait, wait.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
So, we ask him to check the spare O2 bottles,
see if they're full or not.
We tell him to, you know, shake 'em and listen to it.
- He didn't do it, did he? - He did!
He put his ear to each can.
Wow! That is really bad.
I knew they were messing with me.
Like hell you knew!
You were a probie... you didn't know nothing.
Uncle Snuffy?! Uncle Charlie!
- Andy! - Andrea!
- Good to see you. - Oh, good to see you!
God, you look more like your mother every time I see you.
Captain Lawrence. It's so good to see you.
What are you... What are you guys doing here?
Well, I thought I'd get the whole gang together, you know?
Yeah, what's left of us, anyway.
What do you mean by that, Souza?
He's saying, you look like death, Herrera.
Yeah, so don't start any long novels.
You know what I mean?
I heard there were
some legends in the house.
This is Rober... This is Sullivan.
Our Battalion Chief.
- Captain Lawrence. - How are you?
- Charlie Irwin. - Hey, how are you?
- Pleasure. - And Snuffy Souza.
- They practically raised me. - Wow!
I heard a lot of stories about you from Jim Wallace.
He was one of my mentors at the academy.
He was a big pain in my ass.
But a great guy and a great firefighter.
Wallace, that was a damn shame.
- Wait, Wa... Wallace died? - Yeah, about a year ago.
He went fast.
Remember when we used to pull the bolts from his cot
and when he'd go to lay down,
the whole thing would collapse?
Ladder 19, reported people trapped in a storage locker.
233 Fordham Street.
Hi, um, can I help you?
Yeah, we, uh... we got a call that a civilian
is stuck inside a storage unit at this address?
- No, not that I heard. - Yeah, we'll find them.
Um, don't... don't you guys need a warrant for that?
It's a rescue. We don't need a warrant.
Yeah, of course, of course.
Everyone, head in and start searching.
Can you get me a list of all the people
that have checked in today?
All right, you two, take the odd-numbered halls.
We'll take even.
There she is. This is Pru after bath time.
- Hey! - You see this one, Cap?
This is her in sunglasses.
- Look at Pru. - Oh, nice.
- Right? Right? - What a cutie!
- Okay. - What kind of name is Pru?
She's named after that guy over there... Captain Herrera.
- Pruitt. - You named her after this SOB?
That poor little girl.
So you want her to grow up annoying, set in her ways,
and with a mustache?
I didn't think of that.
Where'd they go? The team?
Storage unit? A-shift, yeah.
It's your team, Herrera?
Yeah, taught 'em myself.
Well, get the damn radio going!
I want to see how poorly trained these bastards are.
Whoa, o-okay.
We may not have survived the Great Depression
or anything, but A-team, we're... we're scrappy.
We'll see. Boy, you haven't changed,
- huh, Lawrence? Still miserable. - Yeah.
And you're still too damn sensitive, Herrera.
At least we're consistent.
- Okay, last one for real. - That is the perfect child.
- Right? - But am I dealing or what?
- Yeah, let's play, I'm in. - Texas Hold 'Em.
Yeah, Lawrence doesn't know how to play anything else.
I know how to play kicking your ass.
Really? How do you play that?
Keep dealing and I'll show you.
How are those grandkids? How many is it now?
- 11. - 11?
Yeah, they keep me young.
You know, the littlest one, she likes to do this thing
where she ties little bows in my hair.
Oh, I'd like to see that.
I-I see you all and raise you.
- Whoa. - Here we go.
- Big boy. - Call.
Now lemme ask you something. How do you keep it up?
Call.
Uh, sometimes when I'm on a call, Pru is all I think about.
Like... what... what happens if something happens to me?
Look, when I was your age, I thought I would live forever.
And look at me...
I'm gonna live forever.
Just make sure you have a will
and people know where to find it.
Yeah. Yeah, I should do that.
You don't have a will?
What happens if you're on your next shift and you die?
Who gets the kid?
Um... I-I-I don't know.
I guess, uh,
I haven't gotten that part of t-the manual yet, right?
Draw up a will, son. Okay, is that it?
Beat those.
Bam.
You raised with those?
Yeah, I'm... I'm... I'm bluffing.
Bluff... Bluffing's a thing. It's a thing.
That was really weird, right?
- Hmm? - Him asking for a warrant like that?
Well, I dunno.
Maybe he was just protecting people's privacy.
Some people like to be private.
- Don't do that. - What?
Don't talk about us without talking about us.
You do it literally every day.
I'm allowed to, okay?
I'm not the one living the double life.
Over here!
Over where?
Aisle... K, row, uh...
Just over here.
This place is a freakin' maze.
- Hurry, please! - All right, we're gonna pry
the door open, guys.
We can't breathe in here!
- Get us out! - They're not airtight, are they?
- No, they got vents in 'em. - Here we go.
Whoa.
Watch out, watch out, watch out.
I told you not to smoke in there, bro.
Man, I took one hit!
And lit the place on fire!
Montgomery, Dixon, get back to the truck
and grab more extinguishers... now!
They need some O2. Let's get them outside.
Dispatch from Ladder 19.
We need aid cars added to our incident
for patients suffering from smoke inhalation.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! You gotta go save Louise.
Someone else inside?
No, no, no, Louise is his crappy guitar.
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