Believers
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So you're saying that the Quanta Group
is completely self-sufficient?
No medicines?
No shopping for clothes?
No sneaking out to a movie
every now and then?
Well, occasionally,
we need special supplies.
But we spend most of our time working
on studies. We like to keep to ourselves.
Well, I'm sure you can understand that
that kind of behavior...
... can make some people
uncomfortable.
So how do you respond to those
who call the Quanta Group a cult?
Well, this is why I'm here.
To convey that we're not.
Our belief system
is based on empirical evidence.
Cults are based on blind faith.
Sometimes on
science-fiction authors ' beliefs.
I see. Well, let me ask you.
How long has Dr. Talbot
been leading your organization?
You would define it as 10 years.
Really?
Well, how would you define it?
Well, the Teacher has shown us
that time is nonlinear.
It could be 10 years or 10 minutes.
It all becomes irrelevant
within the context of a multiverse.
Well, unfortunately,
my time is all too linear here.
So we're gonna have to be wrapping it
up with IO from the Quanta Group.
I love the name, by the way.
I'm Lina Vance. Thank you so much
for joining me on Community at Large.
Please join me next time
when my guest will be Leo Zimmerman...
and family man...
as a bullfighter.
Can 't wait to see
what his wife has to say about that.
Okay. Take care, everyone.
And please join us next time
on Community at Large.
Time to get up, sleepy.
Already?
I wish I could go with you, baby.
Don't worry.
I'll stop by the station afterwards.
You'll be the first to know.
I love you.
I love you.
Promise me you're not gonna call
your mother before you call me first.
I promise.
Yeah.
Hey, Deb.
If I'm on a call,
will you hit me on my cell, okay?
I'll wait for you to get back.
I wanna see your face.
Hey, what do you got there?
What is that?
- Oh, what's this?
- Yeah.
This would be homemade lasagna.
my wife made for me.
- Oh, is that caesar?
- Yeah.
- Oh, that's...
- No trades.
- No trades, man.
- I just wanted to...
Why you eyeballing my food?
You always try to take my food.
- Why you gotta be like that? I just wan...
- See this?
Deb made these. Sugar cookies.
You can't have any.
Nice. You're a nice guy.
Come on, Monroe.
Learn to catch, you moron.
- Hey, Ray, what's the score?
- Fourteen-three.
Fourteen-three?
Those are my numbers.
- I get 20 bucks at the quarter.
- Traitor.
What was that?
- You're not gambling out here, are you?
- Gambling?
- Gambling?
- Cap.
In the station? Captain,
what kind of guys you think we are?
Cute, Hernandez. Very cute.
- Dave, your wife's out front.
- My wife?
Yeah.
What are you doing, Vic?
Well, I'm just...
I put the lids on. Flies might...
- Flies?
- Mine... I've got mine right here.
- Eat your own lunch, man.
- I'm...
- Hey.
- Hi, baby.
So?
It's a boy.
Yes! It's a boy.
It's a boy. You hear that?
Oh, my God. A girl wouldn't be bad,
baby, but I just... You know, it's just...
- I know, I know.
- Oh, my God.
- Oh, you're so excited.
- Yeah.
That's great.
- Didn't think I had it in me.
- Sign him up.
- Hey.
- Hey, congrats.
- Thank you so much.
- That's awesome.
Hey, I got an idea.
Why don't you name him after me?
Little Vic.
It's got a nice ring to it,
doesn't it?
Let me think about it. No, I think
that one Vic in my life is enough.
- I kind of I like it. I do.
- See?
- You like it?
- I do.
Deb knows what she's talking about.
Listen to her.
- Thank you, Victor.
- Is that my cookie?
- Okay, bye.
- See you later.
- Congratulations.
- Thank you. Go save the world.
Okay. I love you.
- I love you too. Excited?
- Congratulations.
- Yeah.
- I'm excited.
- Bye, baby.
- Bye.
Yes.
Don't have much on this one, fellas.
Woman, 30s, fainted out on Lake Road.
Near the reservoir.
That's not our district, Cap.
The boys at 27 are at a structure fire.
We're next in line. Be careful out there.
- All right.
- You got it.
Clear.
Bye-bye, Little Vic.
Oh, yeah.
This is Rescue 4-3-7. Go.
Four-three-seven,
what's your ETA on the accident?
We got a three-minute ETA. Just turned
off the main highway onto Lake Road.
Copy, 4-3-7.
I gotta say, man.
I admire you.
What do you mean?
You and Deb.
You guys have been trying so long to
have a baby. I mean...
A lot of people couldn't have went
through what you two been through.
- Yeah. It was hard for Deb.
- For both of you.
Even if I had a woman like Deb,
I couldn't do it.
you know?
Find the right woman. Settle down.
I doubt it.
Besides, the man upstairs
And it's not to bring kids
into this messed-up world.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean... You and Deb
are gonna make... You know.
It's all good.
It's all a matter
of perspective anyway.
Well...
My perspective after working this job for
so long is that people are basically crazy.
All the more reason to bring
some normal babies into this world, no?
Otherwise, the crazies...
...are gonna take over.
See, that's the problem.
Everybody starts off normal.
It's what happens afterwards
that messes them up.
And we're normal?
Hey, I think this is it.
Dispatch, this is Rescue 4-3-7.
Be advised we're on-scene.
Copy that, 4-3-7.
- My mom is sick.
- Okay.
She said she couldn't breathe.
Ma'am? Can you hear me, ma'am?
Okay.
Come over here with me, sweetie.
- Tell me your name.
- Libby.
- Can you tell me your mother's name?
- Rebecca.
- And how are you? Are you okay?
- Yeah.
Okay. Don't worry, it's gonna be okay.
We're gonna be fine.
Dave, over here. We need the AED
on her. She's unresponsive.
Hurry, they're coming.
What do we got?
She's pulseless. Breathing is shallow.
She's burning up.
Dry as a bone, though.
Hang on a second.
I've never seen tattoos like them before.
What is that, algebra?
I don't know.
She's PEA.
Must be a druggie. People should
have a license to have kids.
Yeah. Let's get her on the rig.
- Oh, sh*t.
- She's coding.
Let's get that bag on her.
They're here.
- What's up with these guys?
- Hey.
- Hey.
- Leave her alone.
- Back away.
- Hey, relax, man. We're paramedics.
She has cardiac arrest.
- We're trying to save her.
- I said, step away.
- Put the guns down. Are you crazy?
- Look. You're making a big mistake.
- We're trying to save this girl.
- No.
Put your guns down, man.
What are you doing?
- Hey. Hey!
- No! No!
Did you hear? She's in cardiac arrest. If
we don't get her to a hospital, she'll die.
- And I told you to back up off of her.
- Get Rebecca and get her in the truck.
You're killing this woman right now
if you take her away.
- Get away now!
- Hey, hey, hold up. No.
Hold up, man. You're gonna kill her!
Get off...
What's wrong with you people?
You put her in that truck, she dies.
Hey. Hold it. Hold up. I'm sorry, but I'm
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