.
[bright tones]
- You ever noticed how Severide only stays till closing
on the nights you're working?
- It's just a coincidence.
It's his way of solidifying that we're buddies now.
- But you're cool with the buddy thing, right?
That's what you wanted?
- Oh, yeah. Totally.
- I can't get her off my mind.
- If you're not ready to step up and be worthy
of Stella, then you need to back the hell up.
Let her move on.
[thunder rumbling]
- Yuck. Still?
Every time I think it's calming down, it gets worse.
- Hasn't slowed all day.
The weather app says
it's supposed to let up around dawn,
but then three storm cloud icons in a row.
- Hmm.
I'm gonna turn this into a positive.
This rain gives me an excuse to blow off my date tomorrow.
- With who? - That babe.
Works at the mobile command rig at 90.
- I thought she was straight.
- So did she.
- Oh.
- I--I've been debating whether it's a good idea.
- I have a whole different take
on the "dating in the department" thing.
Believe me, it is not worth the trouble.
- You and the chaplain were really cute together.
- Until we weren't.
I mean, the point is it's a big world
filled with a whole bunch of people
that I don't have to bump into at work.
- I'm not saying you're wrong.
I'm just saying, when you find that someone
that you really click with,
all the rules
of who you should or shouldn't date
go out the window.
- Mm.
[tense music]
- I'm gonna get some coffee.
- Action Four alert: Reports of gunfire
at Roosevelt Road near Clinton Street
in the South Loop--
- Roosevelt and Clinton. Isn't that where engine went?
- I think they caught a fire at Roosevelt and Canal.
- Where you been, Severide?
- Uh, paperwork in my office.
- No, I mean off shift.
We--we haven't seen you in Molly's lately.
[TV chattering indistinctly]
- Uh, I--just been slammed.
- Yeah, all right.
Well, get your butt back on the bar stools.
You're good for business.
- You know what would be better is putting out pretzels.
I've been telling Kidd this. - Oh, yeah, that's it.
- I have a crazy idea.
- Yeah?
- I was reading about these last-minute plane deals
where you sign up to fly
any place there's a cancellation.
Could be South Africa, Japan,
some island off the coast of Scotland.
You don't know until they call.
What?
Guaranteed adventure. Spin the wheel.
Go wherever they tell you.
- That's how you end up in a Turkish prison somewhere.
- Turkey, Capp.
Turkish prisons are in Turkey.
- [snorts] - Well?
- I--I get two furloughs a year.
I want to know where I'm going.
[lights crackling]
- Oh, no, no, don't. Don't, don't, don't.
Do not, do not, don't-- [both groan]
- Chief, the electricity's been stuttering all night.
TV's one thing,
but if it starts affecting the radio or alarms--
- I'm aware. I've spoken to facilities.
- What'd they say? - They're sending someone.
- Uh, "Dateline" is on in 15 minutes.
- Well, you are more than welcome to go outside
and wait for them to arrive.
[alarm chirping]
[engine rumbling]
[brakes hissing]
- It's nasty out there.
- Ah, it's not too bad.
It helped us knock that fire down,
so I'm not complaining.
- News was saying something about gunshots near your call.
- Uh, I don't know about that, but ours was a roof fire.
Bam, bam.
Barely had to hit it with the firehose, so--
oh, let's go!
"Dateline" is starting.
- Oh, prepare yourself for disappointment.
The power's been glitching. We currently have no TV.
[garage door whirring]
[suspenseful music]
.
- Hey, Chief.
Mouch said that the power's on the fritz.
- Yeah.
- I'll get the flashlights
in case there's a complete blackout.
- I'll check the backup generator,
make sure she's ready.
- Well, you call facilities? - Yes, they're sending someone.
- All right.
- Gentlemen. - Hey, Chief.
I'm Radermacher, this is Burrell.
We're--hear the storm is wreaking havoc on your lights.
Ah, there we go.
- Looks like loose burnies in the mains
made all the systems go verkakte.
- Uh, can you point us to your utility closet?
- Follow me.
- Is it just me,
or the guy on the left is super-hot?
Or you put something in my coffee
and I'm hallucinating.
- No, he's definitely cute,
but before you get too excited,
let me tell you the sad tale of Hazmat Zack.
- What--Hazmat who?
- Hey, can I talk to you for a second?
- Yeah.
- Listen, there's a good chance that I could be seeing things,
but when Otis observed
that Severide has not been coming into Molly's,
I saw a--a look between you.
- Otis and me? - You and Severide.
- Oh.
Uh-- - I'm sorry.
Oh, God.
Like I said, I have been in my own head so much with him
that I don't know down from up.
I--I'm looking for explanations anywhere I can find them,
'cause one minute he's saying things like,
"There's only one you,"
and then the next, he's cold as an iceberg.
So I--I don't know, maybe I'm crazy.
That's an explanation. - No, no.
I understand.
I mean, I've known Severide a short time,
but it also sounds like Severide being Severide.
- [sighs]
True.
Mm, yeah.
- Hey, did one of you goofballs grab my gloves
or did I leave them on the rig?
- Uh, I don't know.
[rain pattering] [thunder crashing]
[door closes]
[tense music]
♪
Found 'em!
- Boden wants me checking lights
for the facilities guys.
- The ones out here look good.
♪
[flashlight clicks]
♪
- [sighs]
♪
Hello.
♪
[grunts]
What's your name?
♪
My name's Matt.
I'm a firefighter here.
Are you okay?
♪
Do you want to...
Maybe come out of it?
Okay.
♪
Just hold on a second.
♪
Brett.
♪
Found him in here. - Who?
- Not sure where he came from.
♪
- Oh.
♪
What's your name, sweetie?
♪
Well, I'm Sylvie...
and this is
a pretty cool hideout spot you found.
You mind if I sit with you for a little bit?
♪
Okay.
I'm gonna move this out of the way.
All right.
♪
Are your parents here?
Did they come with you?
♪
I'm sure someone is looking for you.
Do you want us to call them?
♪
- I'll tell the chief.
♪
- Mm.
♪
I'm just gonna stay right here with you.
Is that okay?
♪
- What's going on?
- Little boy in the turnout room.
Five, six years old.
- Where'd he come from? - No idea.
- You think he belongs to the electricians?
- Maybe. Hey, Otis.
Can you ask the facilities guys
if they brought a little boy with them?
- You got it, Cap.
- What's going on?
- Some kid wandered unattended into our turnout room.
Brett's in there with him.
- I'm gonna go see if she needs some help.
- Okay. - Is he hurt?
- I didn't see anything on the outside,
but he looked like some of the accident victims
we pull out of burning wreckage.
You know the looks in their eyes.
- Oh, man, it's getting nastier out there.
[thunder rumbling]
- No go, Cap. - Yeah, my kid's at home.
- I've got none of my own.
- Uh, can you show me where the chief's office is?
- Follow me.
Hey, Cruz, can you find Ritter and Tuesday?
Maybe the dog will help coax him out.
- Copy that.
- Yeah, okay, sounds good.
I just wanted to let you know.
Yeah, all right, Bill.
Yeah.
So that was the 911 call center.
I have alerted them to our electrical problems
just in case it affects our notification system.
- Uh, it shouldn't.
[alarm blares, crackles]
Uh, well, yeah. Maybe--maybe it could.
- We're going to need to get onto your roof, Chief.
The burnies outside?
The ones below the weather head.
They're arcing out.
I might need to open them up and reconnect all three phases.
- Yeah, could we get help with a ladder?
- Yeah. Hey, Capp, Tony.
Help these guys with a ladder up to the roof.
- On it, Chief. - Let's go.
Captain?
- We got a situation.
Found him hiding in here.
[tense music]
♪
Hey.
You get caught up in the storm, son?
♪
- Hey, this is our chief.
He's in charge of the whole firehouse.
He wants to help you.
We all do.
But we need you to answer us if you can.
♪
Okay, it's okay.
You just take all the time you need.
I'll be here when you're ready.
♪
Chief, do you mind taking 61 out of service?
♪
- Okay, how long do you figure he's been in there?
- No idea.
- He looks traumatized.
- I'm gonna call CPD,
see if anyone's phoned in missing a child.
I'm sure they'll want to send a patrol.
- Patrol's a good idea.
I'll get some guys together to walk the block,
knock on a few doors.
We'll make sure there's no obvious answers around here.
- I'll go with you.
- We'll keep trying to see if he'll let us examine him,
make sure the trauma isn't physical.
- Let's get to it.
♪
- [sighs]
Hey. - Hey.
My, uh--my car broke down outside.
Saw your firehouse.
I'm a firefighter too,
driving from Detroit to Green Bay.
- No kidding? Welcome to 51.
- Thanks. - Yeah.
- I was hoping I could, uh, duck inside for a bit,
ride out the storm.
I think it's just a fuse, but with this rain--
- Nah, always happy to help a fellow smoke-eater.
- Thank you. - Hey.
We're gonna do a quick canvass of the neighborhood
and make sure this kid's parents
aren't in a bad way somewhere nearby.
- He say anything? - Hasn't spoken at all.
- We got a lost kid situation.
- How can I help?
- Firefighter from Detroit coming in to escape the storm.
- Matt Casey. - John Garrett.
- Nice to meet you, John.
We've got all the help we need at the moment.
Hey, Kidd, grab your rain gear along with Clarence,
Jessie, and Mike, and come with me on a canvass.
- Uh, okay, coffee pot's in the common room.
Give us about a half an hour and, uh, I'll grab a toolbox.
We can fix your car.
- Cup of coffee in a dry firehouse
till the weather breaks sounds good to me.
- You got it, man.
Down the hall and to the right, all right?
See you in a little bit.
[door opens]
[thunder rumbling] [lights buzzing]
[sinister music]
♪
.
- Hey.
Can I help you?
- I'm a firefighter from Detroit.
One of your guys let me come in out of the rain.
- Oh, well, um, make yourself at home.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
- I heard you have some kind of lost kid situation.
- Yeah.
He's, uh, hiding in our turnout room,
which is why I am on the hunt for candy.
I am not beyond bribing children, adults,
animals, you name it.
I'll bribe you to get you to do what I want.
- Come on. Hey.
- Hey. Where you been?
- I just spent fifteen minutes holding an umbrella
over this dog until she finally finally did her business.
- Well, we have a little boy we're trying to coax out
of a turnout room.
- A boy? - Yeah.
Will you follow me? Uh, bring her.
[Tuesday barking, growling]
- Hey, Tuesday. Tuesday, no.
Come on.
♪
[printer whirring]
- Anything?
- Went up and down the block door to door.
No one's missing a kid, as far as we can tell.
What did CPD say?
- No AMBER alert reported, but they did send along
a statewide list of missing children.
Narrowed it down to boys of our age range,
but, um, unfortunately,
it's gonna be a lot of faces to go through.
[alarm blares, crackles]
[indistinct announcement] [radio static]
- Getting worse.
- They're on the roof.
Something about reconnecting all three phases.
- No knocking facilities,
but these guys didn't seem like the cream of the crop.
- Yeah.
- I'm gonna go hang up my jacket.
We'll help you look at those printouts afterward.
- Thank you.
[rain pattering] [thunder rumbling]
- How's it going? - Oh.
So we've got Ritter on scene with our secret weapon.
- This is our firehouse dog. Her name is Tuesday,
and she will absolutely let you scratch behind her ears.
[Tuesday whines]
- Oh, it is not only allowed,
it is encouraged.
Oh. [Tuesday sniffing]
Oh. - Yeah.
- She likes you.
- Yeah.
There you go.
- Okay, it looks promising.
both: Yeah.
- Sorry about that, man.
- Oh, no. No--no problem.
You guys have any luck? - Nah.
We knocked on some doors, but no one's claiming him.
- He just wandered in out of the blue?
- No one's really sure.
I mean, we've had our fair share of walk-ins,
but, I mean, you know how it is.
- Yeah.
- Never a little kid coming in from a thunderstorm.
Say, where's your car?
'Cause I didn't see a breakdown when we were canvassing.
- Oh, yeah, yeah. It's up the road a piece.
I--I passed your firehouse before it gave up the ghost.
Doubled back.
- Hmm.
[door opens]
[foreboding music]
♪
- [whispering] And he's out.
I'm gonna stay in here with him.
Do you mind keeping the guys out of the bunk room
so they don't wake him up?
- You want to put him in my quarters?
- Oh, I should have thought of that.
Um-- - No, he--he's fine.
I'll keep everyone out. - Okay, thank you.
Casey.
Your idea to go wherever the airline tells you?
It doesn't sound that crazy to me.
I've always wanted to do something like that.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Then my better judgment kicks in and I--
I never take the plunge, but...
- Yeah.
I think I'm gonna do it.
- You should.
- Yeah.
[mellow music]
[door opens]
♪
[rain pattering] [thunder rumbling]
- This is unfathomable.
You know, I think of Terrence and I...
I would lose my mind if he went missing.
- I can't imagine.
- [sighs]
- I remember one time Benny took me fishing
up by Gray's Lake.
I was around seven.
Uh, there was this barge on the lake
that you could swim out to and jump off, you know?
And I discovered that if you swam underneath
and put your face in between the barrels
and these wooden slats,
you could hold your breath, no problem.
[laughs] I thought it'd be a good idea
to dive down and not come back up, like I'd drowned.
- Oh, you did? - Yeah.
Yeah.
Benny dove off the boat to look for my body...
and...
when he came back up, I was sitting on top
of the barge like nothing happened.
In my mind, I thought it was hilarious.
- I can see it.
- Benny didn't think it was so funny.
Wore me out, from what I remember.
- I don't blame him.
- Neither do I.
[thunder rumbling]
- Hey, guys. This is, uh, John Garrett.
Firefighter from Detroit.
both: Hey. - How's it go?
- Hey, buddy. Good to meet you.
- You, too. - How are you?
- Doing good. - Yeah?
- Hey, announcement.
The kid has nodded off in the bunk room,
so do not disturb down there.
Understood? all: Yeah.
- So, hey, I got a cousin, Mel Herrmann.
He's a firefighter in Detroit. Do you know him?
- Can't say I do. Sorry.
- [groans] It's a big department.
All right, anyway, you hungry?
Because, uh, we've been running around,
and I'm gonna get some, uh-- some late dinner going.
You want to join us? - No, I--I'm good.
I had a burger on the road.
- All right.
- You know what?
I should probably get out of your hair.
- Uh, rain's still coming down in sheets out there.
- Yeah, yeah, but you guys are busy.
I--I'm gonna call AAA.
Wait in the car.
Got a ways to go to get to Minnesota.
- D-didn't you say Green Bay?
[ominous music]
- Yeah, yeah.
Green Bay tonight, then-- then on to Minnesota.
♪
- All right, man, well...
it's nice to meet you.
- You, too. You, too.
Thanks, fellas. Nice to meet you all.
- You, too. - Appreciate the hospitality.
- Hey, any time.
Hey, look up Mel when you get back!
He's a great guy. - Will do.
♪
- That guy's up to something.
- What?
♪
- Hey, John.
Uh...
hey, I should give you a tour
before you head back out in the rain.
- No, no, you--you don't have to--
- Oh, no, really. It'd be my pleasure.
Uh, I wanna show off the house.
♪
- You sure? - Yeah.
Come on, it'll be quick.
Follow me.
♪
[metal clanging]
- What are you guys doing?
- Holding the ladder for the electricians!
- Well, I'm gonna stay right here, then.
[thunder rumbling]
- Hey.
- Uh, I...
I, um, might not have given you the whole story before.
- What do you mean?
- When we were talking about Severide running hot and cold.
- Mm-hmm, I remember.
- Well, uh, here's the deal...
I noticed at Molly's he was...
I don't know, looking at you all puppy-eyed and...
I might have told him
that he should get his life right
before he even thinks about dragging you back
into his crap.
- You--you said that?
- Yeah.
- Why?
- Because I could just see what was going on,
and I figured--
- I--I don't need you fighting my battles for me.
Certainly not when it comes to Kelly.
[despairing music]
[electricity popping, crackling]
[all shout]
.
- Easy. - What happened?
- He was connecting a phase--
uh, he grounded to the rooftop and was thrown.
- Will you get me the monitor and the jump bag from the ambo?
- Got it.
- Got him.
Will you find Brett? - Yeah.
[dramatic music]
♪
- Oh, my God, is he gonna die?
- Give him some room. Come on, step back.
♪
- What type of SCBA do you guys wear?
- SCBA?
Uh...
all different kinds.
- "All different kinds"?
Seems like that'd make it hard to, uh, switch out
all the different sizes of air bottles.
[suspenseful music]
You on truck or engine?
[approaching footsteps]
What's up?
- Electrician fell off the roof.
We need you. Emergency.
♪
Otis!
- Listen, if you gotta go help, don't stay on account of me.
Go, go, go.
♪
- You didn't answer my question.
♪
- What's up?
- He's burned from head to toe and I don't have a pulse.
♪
- Come on.
- He's going into cardiac arrest.
- Oh, God.
- I'm on engine, okay?
I'm on engine. - Great.
How often are you on the nozzle?
What are you up to?
- What do you mean?
- If you're a firefighter from Detroit, I'm the Dalai Lama.
- You've lost your mind, man.
- Okay, well, then tell me, John Garret:
what's a Halligan?
- You know, this is real nice hospitality.
- You don't know
because you're pretending to be a firefighter!
Don't know what type of SCBA you wear?
It's the easiest question in the world!
What's your game, man? - "Game"?
I don't know what you're talking about!
- Okay, you know what? Save it.
It's time for you to go.
[grunts]
[monitor flat-lining]
- Charging. - Clear.
[electricity zaps]
[monitor flat-lining]
♪
[door closes]
♪
- Charging to 300.
Clear.
[electricity zaps]
- [gasping, groaning]
- Okay.
Okay, we got him.
Pulse is strong. - [hollering]
- Sir? Sir, you're okay.
Okay? - Let's get oxygen on him.
- [groaning]
♪
[groaning]
- Uh, you'll look after the boy?
- Yeah, of course.
[thunder rumbling]
[garage door clattering]
[engine turns over] [door alarm dings]
[sirens wailing]
[lights buzzing]
- Fun night.
[ominous music]
♪
- Hey.
You see where this boy went?
- What?
- T-there was a boy sleeping here.
Did you see him in the bathroom?
- No, no. He--he wasn't in there.
♪
I can help you look for him.
- Okay, tell everyone in the common room
the boy is missing.
- You got it.
♪
[door closes]
♪
.
- TV's back.
[TV chattering indistinctly]
- Hey, listen...
I just, uh...
Look, you--you don't have to avoid Molly's on my account,
and just want you to know
that no one speaks for me.
- Well, so you know,
she wasn't trying to speak for you.
She was trying to have your back.
[somber music]
- Tonight at 11:00, more on that breaking story
out of the South Loop where earlier reports of gunfire
turned out to be a brutal homicide.
Details tonight on Action Four News.
- Homicide?
- Yeah, we were right around the corner from there.
♪
- Chicago Police investigating a brutal double homicide
in the South Loop neighborhood tonight.
Residents there are on edge while police search for leads.
- Hey.
I think I know where that kid came from.
He stowed away in our rig
when we were parked near that last call.
- Something to do with that homicide?
- Law enforcement is urging residents of the area...
- Why aren't you guys searching for the boy?
- What are you talking about? - He's missing again.
I sent the Detroit guy to come tell you.
- He didn't come down here.
[suspenseful music]
- I'll go tell the chief.
- All right, everybody search the house.
♪
- Hey, kid, call out if you're out here.
♪
- Hey, Chief?
We're thinking that little boy--
he stowed away on the rig
on that last call.
I found this hat in one of the storage bins
on the side of the engine.
Now, the news is saying that there was a homicide
near where we parked in the South Loop,
but I'm think that, you know,
maybe he witnessed it or something.
- I'll update CPD.
- Okay, but, uh, there's more.
♪
He's missing.
♪
- [sighs]
♪
- [grunts]
♪
- [groans, sniffs]
[groans] - Otis?
Hey! - [groaning]
He clocked me, man.
That firefighter from Detroit, he's lying.
♪
- Captain! In here!
- [sighs]
♪
Hey, hey.
It's okay. Oh, it's--it's okay.
Hey, it's okay. It's all right.
You're all right.
- [groaning]
- What happened?
- I was calling out Detroit on being a fake
and he cold-cocked me.
♪
- I found him! He's okay!
You're good.
I got you.
♪
- Get out of the way.
- No chance.
[tense music]
- Move!
- No.
♪
He's in here! He's got a gun!
♪
[dramatic music]
♪
- Hey.
♪
Stop him! Stop him!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa! - Hold it, Tuesday!
- Hey!
Hey!
- Hey, whoa-- - Back off.
- Hey.
- Keep away! - Hey.
- What did you come here for, huh?
You followed our rig back here so you could, what?
You could kill a little kid?
♪
What kind of man are you?
♪
- Get out of our firehouse.
Go on, go!
♪
- [yells]
.
[both grunting]
[dramatic music]
- Grab him!
[all grunting] Hold him down.
♪
- Yes.
I need a 10-1 to Firehouse 51.
Requesting immediate police assistance.
♪
- I'd never hurt the kid. - Hey, shut up.
- I was trying to talk to him! - Shut up!
[indistinct chatter]
Well, I gave him the right to remain silent,
but he won't shut his mouth.
- What's he saying? - The usual.
"I didn't kill the guy.
My partner's the one that pulled the trigger."
That sort of thing.
Sounds like they got into a dispute
with the kid's neighbor
over some sort of construction project.
Uh, we're still working out the details,
but one thing we know for sure
is the kid witnessed the shooting.
They spotted the kid, he hid in your fire truck.
- And he followed the boy here to shut him up?
- Yeah, he says he wanted to talk to him,
make him understand he didn't see what he thought he saw.
- "Make him understand"? - Yeah.
[radio chatter]
Anyway, we're gonna pick up his partner.
We're gonna get them to flip on each other.
My guess is we won't need the kid's testimony.
- Thank you, Ruzek. - My pleasure, Chief.
[mellow music]
- Hey. - Hey, kid.
Word on the street is you're one brave son-of-a-bitch, huh?
- Language.
- Sorry.
You did good, Logan.
You did good.
I'm gonna take you to your parents now.
That sound good?
That's okay.
You wanna come with me?
- Um...
Okay, yeah.
Okay.
We're gonna take you to your mom and dad now, okay?
Okay, come on.
[grunts]
"Logan."
That's a pretty cool name.
- Logan Miller.
- It's nice to hear your voice, Logan Miller.
♪
- Hey, Kidd.
I'm gonna need you to stand in on 61
until Brett gets back.
- You got it, Chief. - Okay, guys.
♪
- [sighs]
Uh-oh.
- Nope, not what you think.
- Sure? - [sighs]
- 'Cause I felt like you were about to light me up earlier.
- I was. [laughs]
I definitely was,
but that would have been all kinds of wrong.
You were just looking out for me.
The thing is...
[car door closes]
Kelly's my blind spot.
I mean, when-- when it comes to him,
I sort of just go off the rails.
[melancholy music]
- Which is why I didn't want to tell you.
- I don't blame you.
♪
Thank you for having my back.
♪
- I will always take up for you, sister.
I promise you that.
♪
[sighs]
♪
Ooh, that's a really great point.
- Isn't it? - Yeah.
- Like, I-- I actually really want
to, like, look into that more.
- Yeah.
- Yes, I understand. Of course.
Dedicated individuals, both of them.
Well, I appreciate it. Thank you.
- Who was that? - Chief Lang from facilities.
- How's their man? - Stable.
Think he's gonna make a full recovery.
- Ah, blessings on that. - Yeah.
They're sending out a couple of senior electricians
to make sure our issues are fully resolved.
- Sounds like they're in "CYA" mode.
- Casey.
Brett is still at the 21st.
She's gonna need a ride back.
Do you mind taking my buggy and going to get her?
I need to write a report
on whatever you call this incident today.
- On it, Chief. - Okay.
- Hey. How are you feeling, Otis?
- I'm fine. - [scoffs]
He's got a lump the size of a rhinoceros horn
on the back of his head.
- Okay, let me just take a look.
Look up.
Other side.
Good news is, I don't see any signs of a concussion...
- Told you.
- But you should swing by Med on your way home
just to get a full scan.
Just in case. - Copy that.
- Okay.
- Hey, you better listen to her.
- I will.
- And the next time that you corner a bad guy in the house,
call for backup.
- Yeah, I just wish I spotted him from the jump.
- Come on, the guy had us all fooled.
He even had Herrmann fooled, and he knows
half the firefighters from here to Minneapolis.
- Yeah, but it's more than that.
♪
We let that guy in because we want to trust people, right?
It's who we are. We're Firehouse 51.
We let everybody through that door.
The fact that somebody took advantage of that?
Man that--that's what pisses me off.
- Hey, Otis. Otis, hey.
That boy came to us after he saw what he saw
because he knew firefighters would keep him safe.
Say what you will about the risk of open doors.
It saved that boy's life.
♪
- [sighs]
♪
- Come on, buddy.
♪
[indistinct chatter]
♪
- Oh, yes, we came for our son. - Logan.
Logan Miller.
[gasps] Logan! - Mama!
Mm! - I missed you so much.
♪
- We were so worried about you. - You okay?
Oh, honey.
I'm so glad to see you.
- Hey.
What are you doing here?
- I've been dispatched to collect you when you're done.
- Oh. Drew the short straw, huh?
- Eh, I don't mind. - [laughs]
- Find the parents? - Mm-hmm.
- Come here.
- They look like a nice family.
- Yeah, they do.
♪
Hey, um, when are you planning on going
on your "anywhere in the world" adventure?
- I don't know.
My next furlough is the beginning of June.
Why?
- I was thinking maybe we could get a group together.
"Carmen Sandiego" it.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, I think it'd be a blast.
Psst.
♪
[chuckles]
♪
You ready?
- Yeah.
Let's go. - [chuckles]
♪
[wolf howls]