The Call Page #3

It ain't my fault. Ain't my fault.

How you doing?

And he spilled my beer.

So I pushed him back.

Everybody's looking for you

down there.

You know they can't run

that place without you.

You Okay?

Jor, now, why you

beating yourself up over this?

You've had bad calls before, Jor.

My daddy told me the hardest

part about being a cop

was knowing you might be

the difference

between somebody living

and somebody dying.

And when you couldn't

shoulder that,

then it's time for you to get out.

So that's what you're gonna do?

I'll be here when you need me.

You know that, right?

911, where's your emergency?

911, what's your emergency?

Daddy, stop them all!

- All right, bye.

- What was that about?

She's just...

"Casey can do a great grown-up voice."

And you're like, "She's awesome."

She, like, can't lie to her mom. Yeah.

No, that's... That's...

That's stupid. Bye.

Ugh. Let's eat.

I'm starving like a motherf***er.

Oh, my God, you are so foul,

Autumn.

Hey, call me a b*tch.

What?

I wanna hear you say it.

No.

Just say... Just say "b*tch."

I wanna hear you say it.

No.

You can't do it.

No, I can, it's just you're not.

You're a jerk.

Oh, are you kidding me?

Raul thought that we

should have one just for us.

He bought that to keep tabs on you.

He didn't.

My parents keep checking their bill.

TracFones are prepaid. Under the radar.

Ugh. He's so high-maintenance.

Hey, lover.

No, we're shopping. What do you think?

I was gonna call you in two minutes.

You wanna do what to me?

Oh, you're disgusting.

Is that even legal?

So first you're gonna notice patterns.

Behavioral changes

in very predictable ways.

Rising temperatures means rising

tempers, so we get the violent calls.

Rainy days and Christmas, it's gloomy

outside, sometimes people are alone,

that's when we get the suicides.

Now, Saturday mornings are generally

very slow and calm times,

and I think that's because

people are at home

probably recovering from Friday night.

Why? What happens Friday night?

All hell breaks loose.

Half your calls are gonna be

non-emergencies.

Half of those, that's gonna be someone

asking for directions to Starbucks

or how to baste a turkey.

Go ahead, laugh at that, that's good.

That's gonna prepare you for real stuff.

The jumpers, the home invasions,

the triple homicides, the gang-banging...

You've seen the quiet room.

That's where we go

to decompress after a bad call.

But if you need anything more than

a nap and some Muzak,

then you have to call our BSS.

That's behavioral science specialist.

His name is Dr. Keating,

he's on call two-four-seven

any time any of you need to talk.

Talk about what?

What's your name again?

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