Last Man Standing

That's definitely our girl.

We found her.

She's at the

Move.

Go, go, go.

Clear left.

Clear right.

- One up.

- Two up.

- Three clear.

- Room clear.

Put your gun on the counter.

- Clear left.

- Clear right.

Right. Call your boss.

Sir!

Watch your right!

We got her!

Hold, hold, hold, hold.

Back off.

Back off!

No more throwing

your magic wand, princess.

I was just putting

a spell on that house...

for not having its lights on.

Yes, while that might

make purr-fect sense,

Mommy just doesn't

want to have to...

climb through

the bushes again

But Daddy says cats love...

climbing through bushes.

I'll climb in the bushes.

No, you won't,

'Mean' Joe Greene.

Now, which one of you

witches, goblins,

midgets, and ghouls

can tell me...

why penguins waddle?

Is that Nick?

Yes, that would

be my husband.

Because their legs are set

very far back on their body.

That's not that interesting,

though, huh?

I guess you guys want

some candy around now?

Okay, hold on.

Here we go, kids. Ready?

Open your bags.

Here we go.

All right.

You guys be good.

And stay out of politics.

All right,

my little linebacker.

Time for us to go home.

We have a long walk

all the way across the street.

Good night, Char.

See you tomorrow, Abby.

Nice costume, Nick.

What costume, Charlotte?

Hi, Daddy.

Hi, honey.

Look at all my candy!

Wow, you're gonna be up for,

like, days, huh?

Come on.

Let's go inside, guys.

So, then the princess

turned into a dragon...

that could breathe fire.

A princess

turned into a dragon?

Yeah, that's my part

of the story, Mommy.

Tomorrow night,

we can change it back.

But tonight,

the princess is a dragon.

So, then you know

what happened?

The next thing

that happened...

Will you tell me a story?

Yeah.

There once was

a handsome prince...

I like it already.

...Who was madly in love...

with a beautiful,

dark-haired knight.

Knight?

You know, it was

a very progressive realm.

What?

The knight was a woman.

Come on, Turbo!

Okay, Mommy, I'm ready!

Okay, good!

Come on.

Okay. All right.

Have a good day.

Have fun.

Haley, don't run.

She's all right.

Brian's out of town

for three weeks.

So you know what they say

when the cat's away?

The mouse misses him.

Exactly.

Why don't you come

over this weekend?

Board games, barbecue.

I thought you'd never ask.

- Hey, honey.

- Help!

Our computers are down, honey.

We're dead in the water.

Well, did you try to reboot?

I won't even touch that thing.

Okay. Do you want me

to come by?

Yeah. Would you, please?

All right.

I'll be right there.

You see this?

Now, this microchip

goes under Gatsby's fur.

So if he ever runs away again,

we can find him right away.

Now, the number on the side

here is his tracking number.

I'm gonna type this number

into our computer...

so we can see where

Gatsby is at all times.

And he'll never

get lost again?

Never again.

Okay.

Okay. It's a deal,

then, right?

So, I'll see you and

Gatsby on Thursday.

All right.

All right, pal.

Thank you.

My savior.

Hey, baby.

Hi.

Come on.

So I got this blue screen,

and then every computer in the

place just froze up, honey.

Oh, that's not good.

Yeah.

But my computer-genius wife

can fix it, right?

How did we ever function

before computers?

Remember the pencil?

Suddenly, I feel

so completely inept.

You should never feel inept.

You're the most

'ept' man I know.

Is 'ept' a word?

Are we gonna finish fixing

my computer or what?

I already fixed it.

That fast, huh?

Why the military ever let

a tech whiz like you go,

I'll never know.

I love you.

I love you, too, honey.

What's it called again?

A microchip.

And it doesn't hurt

when you put it in a cat?

Not a bit.

And we can find them

if they get lost.

Is that me or you, honey?

That's me.

Hello?

Abby? It's Davis.

Jeremy?

Wow. It's been a long time.

Look, Sam Pratt died.

What? How?

That's the rough part.

Suicide.

You there?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm still here.

Funeral's the day

after tomorrow,

Lakeside Cemetery.

Thanks for letting me know.

I'll see you if I see you.

What is it?

You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I guess I better eat

my ice cream. Come on.

And then the dragon

turned back into a princess...

and went back to the castle.

Sweet dreams, angel.

Hey, you want to see my son?

Your son?

But, Sam, I thought your

wife wasn't due till April.

That's my boy.

I thought you were

gonna wait to find out.

No.

I told Pauline I want to know,

you know, just in case.

Well, you know what?

He looks like you.

LM-13, LM-13.

Mongoose is a go.

I repeat, Mongoose is a go

Mongoose is a go.

Yo! We've got our orders,

Jeremy. Follow us.

Copy that. Go! Go! Go!

Who called earlier, babe?

His name is Jeremy Davis.

He was one of

the guys in my unit.

He called to tell me

someone died.

Well, who was it?

A member of our unit

Samuel Pratt.

I'm sorry, babe.

There were only

three of us in the unit,

so we got close.

He was killed in Afghanistan?

No.

He was home.

He committed suicide.

Why? Any idea why?

No.

Jeremy wants me

to go to the funeral,

day after tomorrow.

You should go.

You ever gonna tell me what

happened back then, honey?

It's nothing we need

to talk about.

Maybe it is.

Good night, baby.

We come here today to...

honor the life

of Samuel Pratt,

soldier, husband,

father, friend.

Samuel was all these things

and much more.

The soldier Samuel

served his country...

with dignity, honor,

and bravery.

Twice decorated,

he represented

the best of the best.

Samuel the husband

was kind and thoughtful.

His wife, Pauline, tells me

he was a man of few words...

who spoke volumes

with his loving gestures.

The father, never was a man

so proud to be a father.

Although their time

together was cut short

Jeremy.

Abby.

Nice to see you again.

Man. You, too.

...like his father.

You're Abby.

I recognize you

from your picture.

He talked about you.

I'm Pauline.

Hey. You're handsome,

just like your dad.

I'm so sorry, Pauline.

I understand

you live in Alexandria.

Yeah.

I'm sorry

we never had you over.

Hey, if you need anything,

anything at all,

just call me,

all right? Anytime.

Thank you, Abby.

Come on.

Walk with me?

Why would he kill himself

eight years after the fact?

Well, Pratt never got over...

getting kicked

out of the military.

They didn't kick us out.

All right, we were

honorably discharged,

but I don't care

what they call it.

The military

was Pratt's life.

He had a child.

Man, I should have called him

once or twice over the years.

I should have done something.

I see you're still blaming

yourself for everything.

Look, Abby, let it go, okay?

Look at you now.

You're a regular soccer mom.

You got the hubby.

You got the kid.

You got it all.

Are you happy?

Yes.

He must be one hell of a guy.

He is. Yeah.

You both are.

God, every day I'm reminded

of how lucky I am.

I'm in the PTA.

You're in the PTA?

And I love it.

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