Devil

When I was a child,

my mother would

tell me a story

about how

the Devil roams the Earth.

Sometimes, she said,

he would take human form

so he could punish the damned on

Earth before claiming their souls.

The ones he chose

would be gathered together

and tortured as he hid amongst

them, pretending to be one of them.

I always believed my mother was

telling me an old wives' tale.

My mother's story would

always begin the same way,

with a suicide paving the

way for the Devil's arrival.

And it would always end with

the deaths of all those trapped.

I'm good. I feel good. I feel amazing.

You know the main reason why

people go back to drinking?

No.

Guess.

The Eagles.

Resentment.

Are we seriously

talking about this again?

It's important.

Your ability to forgive

is gonna determine

the quality of the rest of your

life more than anything else.

Look, some things

are beyond forgiveness.

You're already

on your way.

You've taken responsibility

for your actions.

That's more than half

the battle right there.

But to truly feel free,

you may need to

finally start believing

in something

greater than yourself.

That sounds good.

It does.

But when I think about the

guy that killed my family,

I have a tough time

believing in much of anything.

I'm just saying,

leave yourself open to it.

Can we just have breakfast for once?

Talk about normal stuff.

I'm your sponsor. You can

talk about normal stuff

with everybody else.

Hey. Got a good one

for you.

Yeah?

Yeah, it doesn't

make sense, right?

A guy hits a truck with this kind

of force from a two-story building?

Definitely a jumper.

Are you sure

he wasn't thrown?

He's got

a rosary in his hand.

Not the kind of thing

you grab in a panic.

Right.

Elsa.

Bowden.

Hi.

There's no glass

on the ground.

The truck wasn't here when he

made impact. It must have rolled.

Uh-huh.

Your guy jumped

from that building.

And what? Your dead guy

turned the corner, here?

These things are made

to bounce trucks off.

You got to be

kidding me.

Let's walk it.

Yeah.

Larson.

Hey! Hey, lady,

you got to sign in.

Oh. Where's Ramsey?

He knows me.

Ramsey's out sick.

You got me.

And that means

you gotta sign in.

I mean, do I look like such a threat?

Don't blame me.

They got procedures.

Keep dreaming, dawg.

You have to

cover the sign in.

Some lawyers on 39

need this right away.

You're not taking

the stairs again.

What else am I gonna

do to stay in shape?

To 39? Just get on

the damn elevator.

Come in.

It's too tight

for me.

You can squeeze in.

No.

Hold, please.

Thank you.

Forty-two, please.

You bet.

Now, see,

this I can do.

Could you hold that?

Uh. Sorry.

Thanks for your help.

Don't mention it.

Uh-uh,

this is not good.

Oh, come on, man.

Don't do this.

Come on, Timonen,

put a stick on it.

How we doing?

Same score.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Why is elevator six

in inspection mode?

Huh?

Elevator six.

A full house.

Two queens, three jacks.

Call Dwight.

Yeah.

Yo, Dwight,

you got a problem.

Tell me about it. I'm

already up on 35 fixing it.

The elevator?

No, the broken window.

You're not

fixing the elevator?

Screen says six is

on inspection mode.

We got people

stuck in there.

Are you sure you're

reading that right?

Your eyes ain't

what they used to be.

You know what? I'll ask

your mom to read it for me

next time I got her

bent over the console.

My mom's 78.

Have at it.

Ooh!

Yeah. Listen, buddy, just

go up to the machine room

and check it out, okay?

On my way.

Just trying to get

something to jump-start it.

Don't you have

emergency procedures?

I don't know, I'm just a temp.

I just started working here.

Well, don't you

service these things?

Try hitting

the emergency button.

Don't you

keep up your equipment?

I don't know.

Like I said...

Don't you have

a walkie-talkie?

No. I didn't think

I'd need it.

Don't you think it would have

been... Won't you shut up?

Yeah, take it easy.

I mean, seriously!

You don't have

a walkie-talkie?

Hey, people,

we see you in there.

We're stuck!

Hang tough, we got the

building engineer on his way.

When was the last time you

heard somebody say "hang tough"?

What did you say?

Nothing.

Is he picking a fight?

Can one of you look

towards the camera

and say something

loud and clear, please?

Your building sucks!

I can't hear you.

The speaker in the car is

supposed to let us talk both ways,

but you can hear me?

It's working on

this end, yeah!

He just said

he can't hear us,

didn't say

we should talk louder.

Okay, um,

give us a sec.

Well, this is reassuring.

I got to be somewhere.

You're not gonna

get a signal in here.

I just need to call my job so

I don't get fired over this.

Typical bullshit.

Do any of y'all

have a signal?

I've got one bar.

Hello? This is Larson.

Can you please connect me to

my job at the security desk?

Can you hear me?

Tell them to

get us out of here!

Hello?

They'll just have to deal.

Well, at least

we got tunes.

Don't sit under that apple

tree with anyone else but me

Come on, grandma,

you know the words.

Anyone else but me

Don't be a jerk.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Miss Manners.

Did I offend your

noble sensibilities?

Why don't you

lay off, pal?

Why don't you

suck a butt?

This is great.

Let's just pick on the nice guy

for bringing a little levity.

Maybe we should all just

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