*Engine 118 is being held hostage for some reason*
Buck: I'm gonna be honest here, guys.
Buck: I don't think we can live, laugh, love our way out of this one.
Chimney: Excuse me, Mr Criminal? Shoot the big blonde one first.
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*Engine 118 is being held hostage for some reason*
Buck: I'm gonna be honest here, guys.
Buck: I don't think we can live, laugh, love our way out of this one.
Chimney: Excuse me, Mr Criminal? Shoot the big blonde one first.
Buck: I was put on this earth to do one thing.
Buck: Luckily, I was also given bad birth parents and ADHD, so I forgot what it was and I can do whatever I want.
Buck: *Putting on a harness to do a risky rescue*
Bobby: *Watching* Oh my god, where is that kid's parents?
Bobby: Oh, it's me!
Bobby: Hey, get your ass back here. What the hell do you think you're doing?
Bobby: Do not steal the fire truck to go have sex with a random stranger.
Ravi: *Who had absolutely zero intentions of doing that, now really fucking concerned about who made that warning necessary* ...Okay.
Chimney: So who's the big spoon and who's the little spoon?
Buck: We're chopsticks!
Hen: Well, that's cute!
Hen: Does that mean you two snuggle together perfectly?
Eddie: No, it means that if you take one away, the only thing the other is good for is stabbing.
Buck: *Texting Eddie from the bathroom* Eddie, there’s a moth on the outside of the bathroom door. Can you get rid of it?
Buck: Please hurry, because I’m going to cry.
Buck: Eds?
Buck: Eddie?
Eddie: *Lovingly tormenting his husband* Eddie is dead. You’re next. Love, Moth.