Narrator: (It was a beautiful early morning in Hawkins, Indiana - the year was 1986 and Jim Hopper was driving to the station to start an early day so he could come home early to spend time with his adopted daughter El/Jane 'Eleven' Hopper)

Hopper's POV: 🎵You don't tug on Sμperman's cape, you don't spit into the wind, you don't pull that mask off that ol' lone ranger and you don't mess around with Jim!🎵 (I hummed as I turned into the Hawkins Indiana police department parking lot and parked)