Wee-woo, wee-woo, wee-woo...
The sound of the sirens was unmistakable.
Hearing them, Debbie took a deep breath, hastily forcing herself to prepare so she could tell the police a massive lie.
At the same time, on the second floor.
Patrick and his two sons, busy with their work, realized the sirens seemed to be right outside the Gallagher house. Surprised, they stopped what they were doing and went to the window.
In her cramped room, Fiona, who had been sleeping to escape reality, was startled awake. Realizing the police cars were right at the front door, she bolted out of bed in a panic.
Bang, bang, bang!
"Police! Open up!"
Hearing this, Lip put on an angry face, strode quickly to the door, and threw it open.
As soon as the door opened.
The four officers outside saw Lip and immediately recognized him as one of the burglars.
In an instant.
The officer closest to him whipped out his handcuffs without hesitation. "Phillip Gallagher, you are under arrest for burglary... You have the right to remain silent..."
Lip had assumed the police were there because of Debbie's call. He never expected this and was completely blindsided.
Click!
The officer moved quickly and roughly, cuffing Lip's hands behind his back.
A second later.
The other three officers rushed into the living room, spotting Debbie and Ian, who were staring in shock at Lip's arrest.
"Debbie Gallagher, you are under arrest..."
"Ian Gallagher, you are under arrest..."
In the blink of an eye, Debbie and Ian followed in Lip's footsteps and were handcuffed one after another.
At that moment, Fiona, who had rushed downstairs hearing the commotion, saw her siblings in cuffs. Her mind nearly exploded!
"What are you doing?!" Fiona screamed frantically.
"Fiona Gallagher, hands in the air!!" The officer didn't waste time with her, shouting the command sternly.
Fiona was frantic and lost all reason. Instead of complying, she instinctively lunged toward Debbie to save her.
Seeing this—
Whoosh!
The remaining officer, whose hands were still free, drew his gun without hesitation and aimed it at Fiona. "Fiona Gallagher! Freeze! Don't take another step!!!"
The gun was out...
Instantly.
Debbie was scared witless, tears bursting from her eyes. "No!! Fiona!!"
On the sofa, a terrified Monica screamed maniacally.
Lip and Ian did the same.
"Shut up, all of you!!" These four officers weren't pushovers like Tony; they were decisive and efficient, cutting straight to the chase.
Seeing the gun, Fiona's face went pale. Terrified, she froze instantly, trembling as she raised her hands.
Soon.
Click.
Fiona was handcuffed.
Patrick and his sons arrived at the bottom of the stairs just in time to see what was happening.
Seeing this scene, Patrick laughed, grinning ear to ear.
"Is Carl Gallagher upstairs?" one of the officers asked upon seeing Patrick and his sons.
Just as the words left his mouth.
Two more officers hurried into the Gallagher living room.
Seeing the scene inside, the new arrivals were confused.
"What's going on here?" one of them asked.
A few seconds later, the new officers understood the situation. They exchanged a glance and ignored the burglary arrests.
Then, they both turned to look at the sobbing Debbie.
"Hi there. Did you call 911 saying you were molested by your uncle?" one officer asked.
Debbie was crying so hard she couldn't breathe, let alone answer.
Seeing Debbie's silence, Lip—who was furious but still had a shred of composure—immediately shouted, "Debbie!"
Hearing him, Debbie snapped out of it slightly. Sobbing convulsively, she nodded to the officer. "Yes."
"Okay, sweetheart, who molested you?" the officer asked gently.
Debbie raised a trembling arm and slowly pointed at Patrick nearby. "Him! Uncle Patrick!"
Hearing this.
The brilliant smile on Patrick's face froze.
Patrick was stunned, unable to believe his ears.
In America, molesting a child was a massive deal.
The two new officers didn't hesitate for a second. They stormed toward the stunned Patrick. "Patrick, hands in the air!"
Moments later.
Patrick was handcuffed.
Patrick went crazy, screaming his defense. "She's lying! I didn't do anything!!"
"Shut up! Save it for the station!" an officer barked.
Lip tried to explain as well. "What is going on? We already made a deal with Teddy, why..."
"You shut up too!! Tell it at the station!" another officer roared.
Minutes later.
Six officers stuffed five arrestees into three squad cars.
Then.
Two of the original officers went back into the house to search for Carl.
Not finding him, they temporarily gave up and returned to their cars.
The three police cars headed for the station.
Patrick's two sons followed behind in their own car.
Karen walked away in silence.
The usually noisy Gallagher household suddenly became very quiet.
In the living room, Monica was out of her wits, frantic like a cat on a hot tin roof. Crying, she paced around on her crutches.
She wanted to call for help.
But who?
Frank had no phone and had disappeared.
Veronica?
She didn't know her number...
Go to the Alibi Room?
Yes!!
Monica made her decision through tears and hobbled out on her crutches, heading straight for the Alibi.
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The commotion at the Gallagher house naturally attracted the attention of many neighbors.
But, well...
Gallaghers getting arrested, or rather, anyone in this neighborhood getting arrested, was practically routine.
The neighbors just watched for the spectacle; no one took it too seriously.
After some chatter, they prepared to go back to their business.
Just then.
Carl, who had been hiding in the gap between two nearby houses and had witnessed Fiona and the others being loaded into police cars, dashed out. He sprinted wildly toward Dex Restaurant.
The neighbors saw him and smiled in unison.
"Damn Gallaghers!" many laughed.
Carl heard them but couldn't care less, continuing his mad dash.
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The Gallagher House.
First floor.
Liam stood in his crib. Though he didn't understand what had happened, he wailed endlessly because he couldn't see anyone.
Unfortunately.
No one answered.