[upbeat music]
- So here's the situation. There's a guy in there,
he's fine, but it's just a little bit weird.
Wait, is that thing on? - Yes, sir.
You're on Granny-Cam.
- And you're gonna be wearing it the whole time?
- Yeah, Chief says somebody should wear it.
So I'm wearing it. - Okay, well,
then Chief's gonna love these visuals.
[chuckles]
- Whoa.
- [groans] - Who would do this to someone?
- You know what? I think I've seen this before.
It's called fisting.
- This isn't your father's fisting.
This is a new viral trend. - [grunts]
- Oh, yeah, like planking.
- Is that where you can't touch the floor?
- No, that was the "Floor is Lava."
- Hey, do you guys remember when we did the Mannequin
Challenge, but Chief's heavy breathing kept giving him away?
[laughter] - Yeah.
- [muffled laugh] - I was thinking that we would
just use the 3-2-1 method.
- Ooh, let me get a better angle.
- Here we go. Excuse me.
- I'll go under. - All right.
- We're gonna go on three, okay?
Three, two, one. - Big exhale, okay?
- Three, two, one. [all grunt]
[hand pops]
[relieved groans] - Oh, thank you.
My--My toilet hand was starting to prune.
- How were you able to call for help
with all this going on?
- Oh, I always livestream my fisting.
One of my fans called on my behalf.
- Hey, can we redo our entrance so I can film it again?
I'm wanna iris up so I can get a better lighting.
- All right, cool. - We have to reenact it?
- Sure. - Yeah, yeah, thank you.
- Ugh. - Thank you.
- You--You guys are kidding, right?
- Oh, you can fake it.
I already got a great shot of the extraction.
- Oh, hey, buddy. Ugh, gross.
You switched hands. - Eh.
- Okay. And action!
[rock music]
♪
- ♪ The fire's out
♪ Now you wanna be
♪ Where the laughs are free
♪ Tacoma FD
[upbeat rock music]
- Beep, beep, beep, beep. What's up, tree hugger?
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep. - Hey.
- Yeah, sorry I didn't see you there
on account of how tiny your car is.
Who makes that thing, Hot Wheels?
- My car way better for the environment
than that thing you're driving.
Have you even heard of global warming?
- I have, but this truck shouldn't be a problem
for global warming, 'cause it's so cool.
- [scoffs] Sure.
- [chuckles] Oh, okay.
Oh, Jesus. [grunts]
It's tall. [laughs]
- Did you just buy this thing?
- It's a test loan from the dealership.
Jesus Chrysler, you heard of them?
♪ Jesus Chrysler, we got heavenly deals! ♪
- ♪ We got heavenly deals! - There you go, see?
Hey, notice anything different about me?
- Someone parked a big truck in your spot?
- Yeah! - You got a haircut?
- [sighs] It's the truck, Ike.
- Oh, that's--oh, yeah! Holy smokes!
- The dealership is letting me drive it for a week, yeah.
- It's a lot of truck.
I think it looks good on you, Chief,
like it was custom-made for you.
- Thank you, Eddie.
The car you drive says a lot about you.
Next time you see someone driving
the exact same car as you, take a look at that driver.
It's like looking in the mirror.
- What if the driver is borrowing,
like, his mom's car?
- That's what people assume
when they see Andy driving his car.
- [groans] - [laughs]
- Looks like that truck comes loaded with zings, too.
- That's right. Okay, let's go, everybody.
Come on. We're late for the shift.
- Oh, shit, hide your mirrors. Here comes the C-Team.
[punchy rock music]
♪
- These guys are the worst. - Look who it is.
It's the little guys. [laughter]
- Hey, any chance, uh, you heard about
my vacation day last week? - Nope, not really.
- Cap said I could chalk it up to flex time.
all: Oh!
- Actually, I went to a bar over the weekend and curled it.
[laughter] - Was it a candy bar?
[laughter] all: Whoo!
- No.
- Hey, Captain, you forgot your bag.
- Nope, no, I didn't, Delilah.
I just didn't feel like carrying it.
- How many times you gotta tell her?
- Right? [bag thuds]
- Oh, what? [laughter]
- Delilah! - Delilah, come on.
Better get that--nope. - [laughs]
- Come on, guys. - Come on.
- [laughs awkwardly]
- Let's go, fellas.
- Delilah, hey.
How's the old C-Squad treating you?
- [sighs] Best way to describe it
is hell on Earth. - [exhales deeply]
I'm really sorry that my dad couldn't get you transferred
back to Station 27. - Yeah, me too.
You know, my old station was awesome, but, you know,
they'd filled my slot, and C-Team had one open,
so here I am. - Delilah!
How many times I gotta tell you?
Don't forget your axe. - [fearful grunt]
- Jesus. - They, uh, make me hold
my rubber axe all the time. Even on my days off.
Breakfast is on me.
- Oh, man. She looks like shit.
- Yeah, and I feel like shit. - Yeah, you should.
After you had her transferred and ripped
from her wonderful life, the C-Team crushed her spirit.
That's on you.
- [sighs deeply]
[ominous music]
Ugh, not again.
[rock music]
- All right, good morning everybody.
- Hey. - Good morning.
- First order of business.
Who here thinks that my test truck is better than
Andy's toy car? - [groans]
- Show of hands! - Right here.
- It's not a toy, you guys. - Oh, really?
Does it take batteries? - Yeah.
- What? - Yeah.
- Can you speak up? - [scoffs]
Yeah. - Then it is a toy.
[laughter] - All right.
I have some exciting news. Station 24 has been selected
to create the next round of
public service announcements for the city.
- We get to shoot the commercials?
- We do, It's a big honor.
We're premiering on "It's 2:00 A.M. in Tacoma"
and all municipal websites.
- Yeah. People love websites.
- Yeah!
- And we also get a chance to save lives.
So let's put some thought into it.
We'll have a creative meeting after lunch.
- When was the last time Station 24
got to make the PSAs? - It's funny you ask that.
I happen to have it right here.
all: Ooh. - You know what this is?
- Hey, that's my copy of "On Golden Pond."
- It's a VHS.
We used to watch movies on these things.
Can you believe that?
And...pop!
[funky electronic music]
- Oh. - Oh, my gosh.
- The world as we know it is about to end.
This New Year's Eve, as we enter the year 2000,
the millennium bug will hit.
- A little something called Y2K.
- Computer systems will fail around the world.
Bank accounts will be deleted,
and planes will fall from the sky.
So you have to ask yourself, "Am I prepared?"
I'm going to check my emergency survival kit.
What are you working on?
- It's a new peer-to-peer social network.
I'm calling it "FaceConnect."
- I call it deleted. 'Cause that's what will happen
if you do not unplug your computers or appliances
before the stroke of midnight.
When the world ends, be ready.
- That way, on New Year's, you won't get kissed
on the "apoca-lips."
♪
[amused exclamations]
- Love that line! - Cap, you're a good actor.
- That "apoca-lips" line got me laid countless times.
- Hey. - Good luck topping it.
- All right, let's wind this up.
Starting with Andy's car. [laughter]
- Chief. - Whoo-hoo-hoo!
- Man. - Man!
- Andy, Andy, Andy. - Yeah?
- You wanna get Chief back for all the razzing about the car?
- Yeah. - I got something.
[mischievous music]
♪
[liquid sloshing]
- Why are you putting gas in the truck?
- Because I enjoy giving Terry a false sense of security.
- So what's your endgame? - Nah, you don't want me
to give it away, do you? - Nah.
Close that.
- Are we just doing fire safety PSAs?
- Oh, I don't think so.
You know, Y2K video was topical.
- How about a PSA explaining what PSA stands for?
'Cause I think there's, like, a lot of confusion around that.
- No, no, no. - I mean, nobody can give me
a straight answer. - How about a PSA about two
great teams making PSAs? - That's great idea.
- Wait, what? - Ouch, ouch!
- What's up? - [grunts]
- [laughs] It's good to see you, ladies.
- Chief, what are these guys doing here?
- What do you mean? I didn't say your shift
was making the PSAs. - Yeah, you did. You--
- I said the station's making PSAs.
The C-Team wants to join. The more the merrier!
- Chief, we don't need their help.
- Oh, you don't need our help? [laughter]
We don't need yours. - This little joker.
He's so funny. - Listen, my man Shorty
over here won a Ta-Comy for acting in local theater.
- Mm-hmm. - And when I played in the NFL,
I did commercials. - Yeah.
- Including those Happy Sailor deodorant commercials,
which I'm sure you all have seen.
both: Mm. - I use that deodorant.
- So, basically, I can act,
and I have a ton of money for the budget.
And how are you gonna compete with this?
[angelic harmony]
- [scoffs] - All right, guys.
We're all gonna work together. - No, no, no, Chief, don't--
Don't--
- Chief, don't leave. Chief, don't leave--Chief--
[overlapping shouting]
- Yeah, Chief! Whoo!
- The chamois makes it shiny.
- Hey, uh, Chief, your AC is on.
- Yeah, I know. I don't wanna get hot.
- Yeah, but you're wasting so much gas.
- Don't worry about my gas.
This baby gets better gas mileage
than your little sardine can.
- Oh, I seriously doubt that, Chief.
- Oh, yeah? How many miles per gallon do you get?
- I like to think of it more as smiles per gallon.
- 55 miles per gallon. - Really?
- Yeah, 55. - That seems like a lot.
- I know, I thought so too. But the proof's in the pudding.
- I've been driving this baby for three days,
haven't even moved the needle yet.
- What?
- What's the opposite of a lemon?
- A shark? - Lime!
This is all lime.
- Hoo-ee, look at this gorgeous truck.
It's like you two were separated at birth.
- It's got eight cup holders. - Wow-ee.
- The big ones! - Whoo!
- Unlike this little "bra on wheels,"
this baby reeks manliness. - Mm.
- I think I'm gonna start smoking cigars.
Here, keep her running five minutes then turn it off.
- What? [groans]
- Ready to go fill them up?
- You know we created a monster, right?
- I know. And it's alive!
- [groans] - Look, he left this thing on.
- And all the doors are open!
- What about spaying and neutering your cats?
- Ooh. - That's good.
- Hey, hey, hey, breast cancer awareness.
- Ugh. - [retches]
- Boo. - Tapestries on lamps?
- Yeah. - Oh, that's good.
- Sorry, what does-- what does that mean?
- Come on, man. Sometimes my lovemaking
goes on for so long they catch on fire.
- I've seen him do it. - You watch him do that?
- Delilah, what is this?
You know I don't eat the green apples ones.
- Oh, my God, Delilah, Delilah. - It's like an abomination.
They're touching my yellow ones.
- Don't do that. Get it out of here.
- All right, guys. We're losing focus here.
How about we do a PSA video on the new trend of fisting?
- Hard pass. - Who made you the director?
- Yeah. - Well, I guess I just did.
First of all, I'm a Captain. - We know.
No, no, no, no, no. I can make you pick lint
out of my bellybutton if I want.
[laughter] Second, Granny's little
body cam videos don't inspire much confidence.
- Guys, honestly, Granny's our guy, so he's gonna direct.
- We're doing public service announcements.
- Yeah. - Not fisting porn, man.
- You know what? I'm directing, end of story.
- [laughs] - [indistinct chatter]
- I guess there's only one way
we're gonna be able to solve this.
- Hmm.
[Kenny Loggins's "Playing with the Boys"]
♪
- ♪ I'd say it was the right time ♪
♪ To walk away
♪ When dreaming takes you nowhere ♪
♪ It's time to play
♪ Bodies working overtime
♪ Your money don't matter
♪ The time keeps ticking
♪ When someone's on your mind ♪
♪ On your mind
♪
♪ I'm moving in slow motion
♪ Feels so good
♪ It's a strange anticipation ♪
♪ Knock, knock, knocking on wood ♪
- I'm about to make you my B-I-T-C-H, baby.
- [shouts] - [indistinct]
Who the hell you think you're talking to?
- Guys, guys! - Huh?
You wanna go? - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Hey! - Get your boy off!
All right, get your boy! Control your boy!
- Hey, hey, hey, you know what?
You know what? The hell with this, all right?
We're not working together. You do your PSAs,
and we'll do our PSAs.
- Okay, yeah, yeah, that's fine.
Because ours is gonna blow yours out of the water!
- That's right! [laughter]
- We'll see about that. Good-bye.
- A-Team out!
- Man, you guys are really good at hockey.
- We better be. We have mandatory practices
in the event that another shift challenges us to a game.
- [chuckles]
Whoa, is that new? - Uh, yeah.
When I got transferred to C-Team, all the guys had one,
and they said it was the shift tattoo, and I had to get one.
But when I showed up with mine, they started laughing,
and they rubbed theirs off, 'cause theirs were temporary.
- Shut up.
- And I'm gonna have this shit forever.
- Does my dad know about that? - Oh, my God, don't tell him.
It'll just make things worse for me.
- I'm so sorry. - It's not your fault.
I mean, you're not the one who had me transferred
to this station. - Delilah, come on!
- Let's go. - Coming.
[ominous music]
- [groans]
- You just drizzle it on top like that?
- Yeah, just a light drizzle. You put a little butter
and lemon, and sprinkle it across the top.
- Hmm. - What's the opposite
of a lemon? - You know what?
I keep getting asked that. I don't know.
- Hey guys, who has an awesome mustache
and owns the greatest truck of all time?
- I'm gonna say Kid Rock. - This guy.
$70,000, 80 miles per gallon.
- 80 miles per gallon? - Seven--
- Whoo, doggy! - Yeah, I miscalculated.
It's not 55, it's 80 miles per gallon.
Can you believe it? - Wait, 70K?
That's a big investment, Chief. - Sure is.
- You know what? I'll more than make up for it
in the money I save on gas. In the meantime--you!
Keep that "save the seals" mobile out of my spot.
I don't wanna run it over with the beast.
- Okay, mm. - [laughs]
This fresh? - Yeah, I just made it.
- Awesome. Thank you.
I like my coffee like I like my trucks--black!
- He just mugged you. [chuckles]
- 70K is so much money. I think we should come clean.
- Come clean? What are you, smoking crack?
Now's when the fun actually starts.
Remember when you asked what the endgame was?
- Yes. - This is it.
[light music]
- There we go. - Whoa.
You're really good at that, Cap.
- Damn straight.
I haven't paid for gas since high school.
- Wait, have you ever stolen my gas?
- [chuckles] Hold that still, would you?
- Myawani! - Oh!
[both grunt]
- What, what--
[upbeat music]
♪
- Oh, hey, I've been looking all over for you.
What are you guys doing?
- Uh, just having a water balloon fight.
- I'm losing. - Cute.
Hey, check this out. Look it.
[both laugh] - Right, cool.
- It's a Montalban Reserve. It's from Honduras.
- Huh. - It's gonna taste great
with this badass truck of mine. [laughs]
Okay. - Do not light that.
- No. - Oh, what's the matter?
You don't like the smell, huh?
- Chief, Chief--
- No, no, no. Do not light that.
- No, no.
[dramatic music]
- No, no, no, no. - No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- [laughs]
both: No!
- [spits]
♪
- [guffaws]
See you later, suckers!
- That was thrilling.
- No, that was terrifying.
[lively rock music]
- Are the lights ready yet? - [sighs]
You know, this is hot on my fingers.
- Get some gloves. The lights need to be perfect.
- Okay, well, you better sweep my chimneys then, too.
[laughs]
- This is a cell phone free set.
- Hey, man. - Are you serious?
- We need to beat these guys, so focus, all right?
Let's roll on rehearsal. - Yes.
- Hey, I was thinking I could add this little thing about
how carbon monoxide is "silent but deadly."
- Oh, like the fart. - Ex--exactly!
- Let's read what's on the script.
You know, we'll just read what's written, all right?
- But why does it have to be so dark?
- I'm going for a mood, all right?
Unlike the C-Team and their stupid '80s theme,
whatever that is.
- Keep dancing, keep that energy up!
- Whoo! - I'm loving it!
- Come on, Cap, come hang out with us!
- You want me in there? - Yeah!
- [laughs] - I'm about to get in there!
- Come on, Cap! - Whoo! Whoo-hoo!
- Whoo-whoo! Hey, hey, hold on, hold on.
Should we do a PSA or should we just have a party?
all: Party!
- Whoo!
- Oi, you're gonna wind up dead.
Now remember to turn off your space heaters!
- I like that. - I can always do it when
the camera's not rolling. - Hey, buddy, good job, man.
I'm loving everything you're doing.
But you're gonna be nude in this scene, okay?
- Are you serious? - Come on.
I gotta top these guys. - No, Granny.
I'm not getting naked. - What, don't be a prude, man.
You're a stripper. - Number one.
I'm not a stripper. I'm an exotic dancer.
Number two. I don't get nude on stage.
I tease. - Okay.
You're just uncomfortable with being naked all of a sudden?
- Well, what does nudity have to do with space heaters?
- You guys are being losers right now.
- No, you're kinda being a dick.
- Oh, I'm a dick?
Ike can't even remember his lines.
- [laughs] You changed, man.
I quit. - Wha--
- Yeah, me too. - Yeah, you changed.
I quit too. - Really?
- And another thing, Granny. Guess what.
Have fun shooting your PSA with no friends.
'Cause no one's here! - Well, I don't need you!
I don't need any of you! I'll do it myself!
- ♪ Bop-de-boop-de-boo, do-do-do ♪
Driving my truck. My truck!
Yeah, truck!
[alert dinging]
What-- What the--
That's impossible. I just filled it up!
[engine clanking]
Damn it!
Jesus, Chief Terry McConky here.
Um, can you tell me, uh--
How many miles per gallon does the truck get?
- Nine? [chuckles]
Did you say nine? Okay.
- Hey, Chiefy. What's good, bubba?
- Oh, hey, hey. Hey, guys.
What are you doing out here? - Getting some lunch
and generally rocking and rolling.
How about you? - You know, I was just, uh,
I was driving, I got a cramp in the old leg.
- Ooh, that hurts. - And so I'm just, uh...
I'm just stretching it out. - Working it out.
Cool, cool, cool. - Sciatic nerve, you know?
- Well, do you need a lift or something, Chief?
- No, no, no, why would I need a lift?
- You know, y-you got the sciatic nerve thing.
- No, no, I'm fine, I'm good. I'll stretch it out
then I'll drive the old truck back.
- Oh, man, look at that truck. How cool is that truck?
- It is really cool. - Still getting 80 MPG?
- Sure, yeah. At least.
- How lucky you are. - Great, great, great.
- But you don't want a lift now?
- Uh, I just said I didn't want a lift.
So I don't want a lift.
- Far be it from us to be courteous.
- Yeah. - Am I right?
- I'll meet you back at the station.
- Okay, cool. - Yeah.
- We'll see you back there. See you there.
- Okay. - Bye, Chief.
- Okay. Leg cramp.
- [laughs] Look at him back there.
He looks like a lost child. - Man, I feel terrible.
[sighs] Following a guy till he runs out of gas like that?
- Dude, we just made a grown man lie about his gas mileage.
- We screwed him to the tune of 70K.
- Yeah, but when you saw him actually run out of gas,
how did it feel? Be honest.
- Kinda good. [both laugh]
- Yeah, yeah, you did. Yeah, you did.
Cherish that, [indistinct]. Doesn't come along very often.
- Mm.
[light rock music]
- Anti-fisting PSA, take one.
♪
[grunts]
[muffled speech]
[laughter]
- He got the whole fist in his mouth!
[laughter]
- [panicked muffled speech] - Should we call 911?
- [muffled speech] - He's got his--
[laughs] - No, no, no, get it out!
Get it out, get it out! We're gonna take him to the ER!
We're gonna go--
- You got it. Ooga-booga-booga!
- You guys wanna play Horse?
- Actually, when we play here, we drop the R.
- Yeah, in the fire station we play Hose.
- Yup. - Oh, that tracks.
- [muffled groan]
- Well, well, well, if it isn't the guy who put his
metaphorical foot in his mouth. - [laughs]
- Yeah, and his fist in his real mouth.
- [muffled speech] - Why should we?
You called us losers. - [muffled speech]
- Man. - [sighs]
All right, she we do the 3-2-1 pull method?
- Yeah. - Sure.
- Three, two, one. Pull!
- [muffled groan] - [grunts]
- Holy shit. - [yells]
Ow!
- You got something you wanna say to us?
- You guys, I'm really sorry.
There are no excuses for my actions.
- It's okay, buddy. We all make mistakes sometimes.
- I promise I will never forget to change the batteries
on the carbon monoxide detector again.
- Good call.
Because carbon monoxide is silent but deadly.
- Like farts. - And cut!
I think we got it, you guys. - Hoo!
- [sighs] - That was awesome.
- So we're square? - Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
Granny, you still owe us a real apology.
- The PSA didn't count? - Nope.
- But I really meant it. - You can always roll your hand
back into a fist and stick it back in your mouth.
- Okay, okay, I'm sorry, all right?
I went too far. We're friends.
I was wrong.
- You're forgiven.
[laughter] - Friends.
Of course we're friends. - Granny!
[all grunting] - Buddy.
- Oh, uh, Delilah. Let me help with that.
- Uh, no, it's okay.
It's just C-Team's laundry from home.
- Hey, I wanted to show you something.
I've been feeling really bad about the way the C-Team's been
treating you, so I got a little something as, like,
a show of solidarity. Check it out.
[laughs] Isn't it so bad?
- Oh, my God. You did that for me?
- Yeah, so now you're not the only one in the station
with a stupid tattoo. - Except...
[lively music]
Oh, shit!
Oh, no, it rubbed right off! - It's temporary?
- Yeah, dude. [scoffs]
Now you're the only one with that stupid-ass tattoo.
Lucy, I've known you were the one who had me transferred
this whole time.
You uprooted me from my home and my perfect job,
and then threw me away like forgotten leftovers.
But guess what?
I think you're gonna remember me now.
'Cause every time you look back
at that stupid-ass unicorn's face,
I hope you'll remember this.
Pew! Pew! Pew! Pew! Pew! Pew! Pew!
[laughs] Yeah, got it!
- Bam! - Oh!
- Hmm-hmm! - Yeah!
- Bam! - Dance, dance, go, Delilah!
Dance off!
all: You just got C-Teamed!
[cheering]
- Hey, uh, Lucy, your bald spot's showing.
[laughter]
♪
- Yeah. [car honks]
- Morning. What's up, guys? - What's going on, Chief?
- I took a page out of old Andy's book.
Every day's Earth Day, right guys?
- Since when do you care about the environment?
- I don't hate the environment, I hate animals, big difference.
- So this is your new car? - Yeah.
Jesus took mercy on me and took the truck back.
So I got this baby. Huh?
- Chief, you hate small cars. - Well, this one's great.
Look, I can almost stretch my neck out in it.
- You got a neck? [laughter]
- That's funny. - Oh, hey.
Everybody's PSAs are finished. You wanna go inside and watch?
- Yes. - Awesome.
- Oh, man. - Awesome.
Let me just, uh, get my, uh... [grunts]
A little help, guys? - You can't get out?
- [grunting] - Yeah, yeah, no problem.
- That's cool. - Yeah, it's tight squeeze.
- The seat--the seat things-- I don't--I don't know.
- All right, three, two, one.
[all grunt]
- All right. And now, the world premiere
of the PS-A-Team.
[cheers and applause]
- Come on. [laughs]
- Man. I'm so nervous, though.
- Uh, honey, are--are you going to wear your seatbelt?
- Hell, no. Seatbelts are uncool.
[cheerful music]
- What's uncool is not wear-- wearing your seatbelt.
- [crying]
- Oh, don't forget your little one.
- [crying]
Ooh.
Baby buckled now. [giggles]
- Buckle up. It saves lives.
♪
- Well, that sucked. - Yeah.
- Yup. - Yeah.
- That was way weirder
than I thought. - Let's compare to the C-Team.
- [sighs] - [chuckles]
[lively music]
- The summer's heating up, and so am I.
This Fourth of July protect yourself by wearing plenty
of sunscreen with SPF 30 or higher.
And have a friend help you with those
tough-to-reach areas.
- I gotta work out.
[eagle shrieks]
- From all of us at Tacoma FD, on July Fourth,
go forth safely, and...
all: Happy Fourth!
♪
- Is that real whale? - Let's use theirs.
- Yeah, I think. - Right?
- For sure. - Yeah, no brainer.
- Yeah. - Hit it again, Granny.